You all are going to hate me, I just mad everything a lot more complicated. Also, It's another long one watch out. :) 

(Kal's POV)

Here's four things you should know about Yana Sterling.

1. She's a deathly annoying bitch.

2. She is absolutely INSANE.

3. She is very stubborn. and no matter how hard you try to get rid of her, she will always find a way to get around you and make you miserable at the same time.

And 4. I hate her with a burning passion.

And let me tell you, she sure as heck got me today, I would say it was one of the strangest most painful days of my life, and it all started with the words,

"COME ON LOSER, WERE GOING SHOPPING!"

Yana had just banged through the door we shared for the first time today surprisingly. And just when I thought it was going to be a good Monday too. I should of known Mondays are cursed.

"What?" I gawked, glaring at her from the side of my eye, as my hands moved in the repetitive motion as I knitted this black wool sweater I was working on.

Yana let out a big exaggeration sigh putting her hands on her hips, "I said we are going shopping!"

I stayed put stoping my knitting and growled at her, my voice lower than the floor, "What the hell are you talking about?"

She groaned, flopping on my desk and rolling over her hand to her forehead, "I just want to do something! I'm so incredibly bored Kalcifer!"

I rolled my eyes and shoved her off the table, making her lose her balance and fall on the floor, a thump and a deadly screech coming afterward.

"Go find someone else to annoy," I spat resuming my knitting, as Yana pulled herself back up. Her perfect blonde hair a mess, and in front of her eyes.

She flicked it back revealing her highly pissed face, she then pointed at me and yelled, "If you don't go shopping with me, I'll tell Murdoc you like him!!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK! I DON'T!!!" I screamed, slamming my future sweater down on the leaver covered wood, "I'M NOT FUCKING GAY!!"

"THAT DOESN'T MATTER!! YOU LOOK GAY AND YOU SOUND GAY!!! AND MURDOC IS AN IDIOT SO HE WILL BUY IT!!!"

"OKAY FIRST OF ALL!" I yelled stomping around the desk to point my finger at her too, "JUST BECAUSE I LOOK GAY!? DOESN'T MEAN I AM GAY!!! AND SECOND MURDOC IS NOT AN IDIOT! IN FACT HE IS ACTUALLY SMART! !! HE'LL NEVER BUY SOMETHING AS STUPID AND RIDICULOUS AS THAT!!!"

Yana pursed her lips, giving me a look that said that she herself wasn't buying it, "You sure you don't like him??? Your sound'n really defensive right now... and that's kinda gay..."

"GAHHH!!!" I screamed gripping my short short hair the best I could, "WHY DO YOU MAKE EVERYTHING SO TWISTED AND UNTRUE!!! I SWEAR ON SATENS ASS I AM NOT FUCKING GAY!!!!

... there was silence for a second, and for that one second I thought I actually got her to believe me for once, but then she opened her mouth again, "Whatever you say homo, but, if you don't go shopping with me I'll tell your Christin mother you have switched to Satenisim."

...

"Those shoes are 50 bucks!"

Yana groaned again from her place on the ground as she slipped off the sparkly blue high heels, "Chillax homo it's not like it's coming out of your wallet!"

"Can you stop calling me that!"

"In your dreams, a' HOMO," Yana crackled.

I rolled my eyes and huffed cowering into the fussy wool inside my leather jacket. That fact that Yana wanted to go shopping with me is still a total mystery. I just don't understand, why me of all people?! Can't she ring up one of her girlfriends?

"Ooh these look cute?" Yana giggled as she slipped out a box of orange booties with little sketches of moons and stars sewn into the leather, I bet those were going to be expensive too.

"I thought that women obsessing over shoes was a lie," I mocked cocking my head to look down at her.

She looked up letting me see her sparkly blue eyes as she surprisingly smiled at me, "That's only partly a lie,"

Umm, okay, the fifth thing you should know about Yana Sterling,

5. She can be cute if she want's to be.

I scoffed and looked back up at the shop we were in, rolling off her little look of white and green today. Honestly enough she looked like Tinker Bell with her hair in a bun, So I watched with great boredom as looked around the shop for more than an hour dragging me along with her like a child and parent. We looked at skirts, shoes, tops, more shoes, dresses, shoes again, and now she was sorting through little backpack pins at the cash register, and taking her precious time with her tongue sticking out.

But eventually, FINALLY, we had paid and left forever twenty one.

"... So what do you want to do." Yana asked her arms littered in bags and parcels.

"I want to go back home," I groaned, already heading into the direction of my shop.

"What! No!! You have to do something fun for once in your life!!" Yana yelled, dashing after me, "COME ON! You can't just let me be the only one that bought something!"

I rolled my eyes for the billionth time today, "Yana you blackmailed me into doing this! I'm going back to my shop!"

"Come on you stupid little idiot!" Yana yelled, grabbing the attention of several people, "You never do anything fun! All you do is work! Take a little time to yourself for once in your pathetic life!"

I stopped in my tracks hissing, "No."

"If you don't move you're ass and buy something, I'm going to rip off your Moose's antlers."

"What! NO NOT MY MOOSE!" I screeched in terror turning around as quick as I could manage.

...

"A record store? Really?"

"Yes." I groaned, stuffing my hands in my pockets. As the two of us stood outside the door.

Yana sighed puffing her hair the best she could, "Well lead the way homo."

So I did, stomping into the retro themed store like the Grinch, and Yana dragging herself after me.

I looked around dully. There wasn't much people in here, just a gal with a gray coat looking at some radios for sale, and a scrawny guy with blue hair flipping through CD's, satisfied with the lack of loud people I turned to the nearest box of records and start looking though them.

Yana not even looking around dropped off her massive hail on the wooden blue bench making the shop keepers eye twitch, but he didn't say anything. Then adjusting her green skirt she did look around, looking at the colors and patterns of mustard yellow around the store intel she stoped laying her eyes on something, something that made her yelp and hide behind the shelves of records.

"Fuck!" She whisper yelled, clutching her chest.

"What!?" I asked confused and disgusted at her stance, as I leaned over the edge a little so I could hear her.

"Hot. Guy. Here." She squeaked. Putting her hand over her mouth, being all dramatic.

"Hot... guy?" I whispered back looking up at the shop keeper that was staring at us debating if he should come over or not. He had brown spunky hair, and young green eyes... I guess to a girl he could be cute? I bent back down eyeing  him wearily, "do you mean the shop keeper?" I asked in an extra low voice, hoping that he wouldn't be able to hear me over the jazz playing, and across the room.

"What no!" Yana whisper yelled, glaring at me. She then turned and peaked around the shelves pointing, "That guy."

I turned around and looked at who she was pointing at. The blue haired kid, "him? Really?" I asked disgusted.

"Yes him!" Yana squealed, "look at him he's so cute and dreamy!"

I turned back around to look at the kid, he seemed so basic... then I turned toward her again, "I don't see anything cute or dreamy about him at all."

She scoffed, "Then your blind."

I scoffed back and rolled my eyes going back to flipping through records. The sixth thing you should know about Yana Sterling.

6. She is a complete hopeless romantic that had no idea were her head was at when it came to dating and love.

"..."

"I think I'm going to talk to him," Yana said a little louder, standing awkwardly, then shaking her arms like she was just about to jump off a cliff as she stared at him while he was squinting at the back of a red CD, obviously he wasn't good with reading.

"OKAY," she blurted bluntly, turning to me with all her confidence somewhat back in store, and that's when she started demanding again, "Give me a confidence boost."

"Huh?" I stuttered, what do she want me to do?

"Give me a pep talk of encouragement," she spat.

"Why?"

"Because of the hottie over there obviously!"

"I still don't know what your getting at."

"Ugh, just tell me I look great and that I can seduce him," Yana groaned.

By now the shop keeper was about ready to ask if there was a problem because they were obviously hearing everything she was saying.

"You look pretty, you can seduce him evilly like your lady ancestors. Go get 'em," I said, monotone.

"Argh forget you," Yana snarked turning and strutting over to her new found true love.

I felt sorry for that random guy, REAL sorry for what he was about to endure.

(2d's POV)

I was in the middle of trying to figure out what the words rebuttals of the ceasefire meant. It was confusing, who in their right mind would name a song that! Anyway shortly after we got to the mall Nood's and Russ went their own way and I was left to fend for myself... like a zombie slayer when the world has just turned! ... but I did tell them I would be in the record store so I guess they can find me if they want.

Then after a few more seconds, out of no where while I was just about the put the CD back a flash of green caught my eye, I turned thinking it was murdoc but instead jumped at the sight of a girl right next to me. I held the CD to my chest and gasped. Oh, no no calm down 2d it's just a girl. And I calmed down a little, But then the alarm went off in my head, NO NOT JUST A GIRL!!! A PRETTY GIRL!?! DAMN IT!!!

"Uh, hi," she said sweetly giving me a awkward wave.

At that point I started to kinda melt on the spot, ahhh what am I doing! say something idiot! "H-hi, sorry, you scared me..." I said awkwardly looking down at the CD as I took it away from my chest.

"Oh sorry," she laughed, her blue eyes sparkling, I wish I had that pretty of eyes, "My names Yana what's yours?"

I looked up stunned, this girl was not only talking to me, but she was wanting to know my name! No pretty girls ever talked to me this much! Other than Noodle but I don't think of her as pretty in THAT way. "U-uh uuuuhhh uh uh," I stumbled, what the hell is my name! "I'm, I'm 2d..." I mumbled, looking shyly at the ground, slightly blushing.

"Nice to meet you," she smiled, holding out her hand, which I shook gently, "Sooo..." she drawled rocking on her feet as she twirled her beautiful golden hair around her finger, "...do you have a favorite band?"

I blinked at her erupt question then smiled greatly, she slightly giggled at my smile, I guess she liked it them. But one thing that I knew how to talk about was music! I loved music and I can nerd about it. ALL. DAY. If I wanted to.

"I like the Clash!" I blurted excitedly, "I used to dance in my room to there songs, OH and I also like David Bowie... or Audioslave, I like Audioslave. Oh as well as Bush! And Joan Jett!..." I stopped getting all shy again, "Sorry I kind of was ranting on... what's your favorite music artists?"

"Uh.... I like Joan Jett too..." she said her mouth in a weak smile, but I hardly noticed it.

"Really!" I gasped, getting more excited, "What's your favorite song!!"

"Um, all of them?" She said shrugging while smiling at me.

I giggled, "Me too." Then I turned away putting the CD back, "Umm, are you here to look for some new music to listen too?" I asked, already willing to help her look for stuff.

"More or less, but I think that's what everyone is doing here looking for new music to listen too," she said still smiling.

I nodded looking down, stupid 2d of course she doesn't want your help. "Okay, I guess your right," I whispered.

There were a few seconds of awkward silence again where the room felt huge and I felt incredibly small, before she spoke again, he beautiful voice dragging me out of the quiet, "Um, do you have any recommendations?"

I looked up, grinning all over again, "oh course I do!"

So with that I spent most of my morning shuffling around the shop showing this beautiful girl that was so out of my league all of my favorite songs and artists. Nerd-ing out about them, like telling her what all the artists names were, and the dates each song came out, the drama behind the albums, and throughout all of it, she still listened and she didn't walk away weirded out for some reason. It...it was so fun.

I have never had this much fun since that day at the carnival, of course this was nothing close but it still made me happy.

I felt like this chapter kept getting worse and worse, probably because it is 2 in the morning and I stayed up all night writing his chapter non-stop. Haha. Anyway don't worry Yana will figure out that 2d and Murdocs Hot Kiss Ass Singer are the same person eventually, it's just gettin a little more complicated WHAHAHA.

I should be asleep.

Anyway here's your meme, I'm going to bed.