High School Mayhem

~~~62~~~

"Stop. Just stop." I rub my temple. "Okay, look, there's no such thing as a relationship person. If you are in a relationship, you are automatically a relationship person. You don't have to be all kissy-kissy, touchy-touchy. You just date."

"Nope, not true!" Lyrvanna folds her arms stubbornly and looks away from me.

"Yes, it is."

"Nuh uh!"

"I'm not going to argue with you, I'm right, you're wrong."

"Nuh uh!"

"Anyway!" Zerenity cuts in. "That's the reason we're here. She declared that I have to stay with her at all times and give her pointers then when we were walking down the street, I saw your house and we came over."

"Oh."

"Yeppity!" She smiles before looking at my cereal bar.

"You want one?" I wonder.

"Yes, please! I had to skip breakfast and lunch to get some studying in," she says.

"There's a box of them in the kitchen if you--" she dashes off before I finish my statement. I jokingly roll my eyes before turning to Lyrvanna. "I guess if you..." I trail off as I notice a change in her mood. She's now in the corner of the room hugging her knees as she stares at her phone. "U-Um... you okay? Did... uh, someone die?"

"No." She shakes her head. "I'm fine, I'm just thinking."

"Um, okay," I mumble. I am not good with cheering people up or situations like this.

"Zerenity! Why are you taking all of the cereal bars!?" Dante shouts.

Zerenity screams. "Why were you in the pantry?!"

"I don't know, I'm bored as heck! My phone's dead." After a while, Dante shouts again. "NO! TAKE ONE! ONE, ZERENITY!"

"I want all of it! I'm starving!"

"That's my breakfast! I'm too lazy to make food!"

"You have pop tarts, eat those! Wait, ooh! Pop tarts!"

"NO! GET BACK HERE!"

Zerenity dashes into the room and shuts the door behind her and presses against it. She was smuggling like eight cereal bars and an entire box of strawberry pop tarts. I'm just going to guess Dante didn't notice that she was also smuggling his personal box of fruit roll-ups.

"Why are you stealing our food?" I ask her.

"You said I could have some..." She replies blinking at me with a confused look on her face.

"I said you could have a cereal bar."

"Oh."

"Cereal bar or pop tart, which one?"

"You want me to choose? Why can't you let me have everything I brought into this room? Do you know how hard it was to bring all of this?"

"Choose."

"No!"

"Zerenity, choose!"

"But--"

"Choose, Zerenity!" Dante shouts from the other side of the door.

"I don't--"

"The pop tarts or the cereal bar!" I demand.

"Why can't I--"

"Choose!"

"Wait--"

"Choose one!"

"Fine! I choose..." she opens the pop tart then opens the cereal bar and stares at me.

"Don't you dare!" I warn her but a split second later she takes a bite from both.

"Oops." She shrugs.

"Don't 'oops' me! That was intentional and you know it!"

"What happened to my client?" Zerenity takes a bite of her pop tart as she stares at Lyrvanna.

"I don't know, she just went silent and said she was thi--" I shake my head. "Don't change the subject! I will be coming back to this!"

"Alright, fine..." She sighs then goes over to Lyrvanna. "So what's up?"

"Nothing." Lyrvanna shrugs.

"Let me see your phone," Zerenity demands.

Lyrvanna looks up at her and hides her phone. "No."

"Give me the phone."

"No!"

"The. Phone. Lyrvanna."

She sighs and hands Zerenity the phone. Zerenity shakes her head before handing it back to her. I've been lost all today. "Bad, Lyrvanna! I thought you were going to avoid him! If you change your mind, I'm fine with it but... still!"

"I am! I'm technically not talking to him."

"But you want to." Lyrvanna goes silent. "Fine, to the gym we go," Zerenity says as she shakes her head. The gym? How does that tie in with any of this?

"No! Please! Not the gym! Anything but the gym!" Lyrvanna whines.

"What's happening now?" I question.

"Lyrvanna told me to force her to exercise if she starts to waver while trying to avoid him. Want to come to the gym with us?" Zerenity offers.

"Sure." I shrug.

"Yay!" Zerenity cheers reaching for another cereal bar.

"Pick it up and I'll hurt you." I threaten. She starts to slowly bend and I start to slowly glare at her. She picks it up, about to open it, when I tackle her.

"DOVEY~CHAN!"

"PUT THE CEREAL BAR, DOWN!"

"NOOOOO!"