Chapter Five


I woke up with the sun blasting at my face. My bed creaked as I was lifting myself up. Thank goodness it was Saturday. I had many strange thoughts in my head. Most of the thoughts were about stress. But another side, it was about the twins. "MMGGRRR!" I groaned. In slammed my head into the side of the wall. "(Y/N)? All you alright?" said a voice downstairs. 

It was Grandma Marie! Just by the sound of her voice, my intense sulking immediately changed routes. I grabbed a white tank top and some black leggings and scurried down the stairs."Grandma!" I exclaimed once I saw her, licking off some icing off her finger from a cake that was on a table.

 "Mom! Stop eating your birthday cake! The party hasn't even started yet!" complained my mom, who was preparing the chicken in the kitchen. Grandma stared at mom and slid her finger down the smooth, gooey icing once more. "It is MY cake. It is MY birthday. Just because I am 80 doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do young lady!" proclaimed Grandma. Mom looked like she wanted to bang her head onto the fridge.  I giggled. My grandma was not like most grandmas you would see every day.

I ran over to her and gave her a giant hug. "Good morning (y/n)! I see that you still wake up as early as ever!" she designated. I looked over at the clock that was in the oven. It was 12:30.  I laughed nervously. We broke our hug and grabbed some tea (for grandma) and some pastries to keep us from eating the cake. "So...(y/n)..." Grandma began. I gulped. Whenever she began saying those words, she would start talking about my embarrassing personal life. I swung my head away from her. Not for disrespect, but to show her I was not interested.

"How are you and Anika doing?" she asked. " I...Mmmm." I shrugged and bit a piece of my small apple tart.

"You have been talking to each other often correct?" she continued to ask.

"I don't know. It's just...complicated."

"Ok. Hmm. Do you have a boyfriend yet?" 

"NOO!" I looked straight at her emerald eyes and squinted as if were trying to signal a stare-down.

"Are you sure? You're not keeping secrets from me are you (y/n)?"

I grumbled and crossed my arms. "It's not like that at all." I muttered,  blushing at the thought of yesterday. 

Grandma Marie grinned. "Tell me! What happened and how do they look like? Are they sweet? Are they the bad boy type? Don't TELL me you're dating a fugitive! You know that I will never forgive you for making such ridiculous mistake!" she blabbered nonstop. 

"GRANDMA!" I cried. I grabbed strands of my (h/c) hair and pretended to rip them out. 

"Don't do that in front of me! I'll be the one to pull them out of you if you keep acting like that!"

Just by that sarcasm in her voice, my anger slowly melted away. She is my stress reliever. "Ok...fine. They're twins. They go to my school and...yeah." I whispered in Grandma Marie's ear, just in case mom was hearing our entire conversation. "OOOO! JUICY!" Grandma squealed. I burst out laughing and blushing. "Tell me more!" she begged. 

"Uhm. Well...yesterday..." I continued and told her the whole glass shards incident. "You're not hurt are you!?" she worried. "No, I'm fine because of *AHEM* Hikaru and Kaoru." I said slowly hushing to whisper. Grandma Marie patted her palm on my shoulder. "Your time will come dear. Pshhht. I had to wait until AFTER university to find your grandfather! Do you know how hard it was not to drool over those handsome men at my school!?" she bragged. I grinned at her.

"But you know, it was all worth it. Your grandfather was my first and only choice. I want the same for you. So don't make a stupid choice. Don't marry someone who doesn't appreciate who you are. Find someone who cares about you inside and out. I don't want your heart to be broken apart from a mistake you have done. Alright?"

I smiled at her. "Grandma, I am not in a relationship and I will probably never be. But either way, I'll still follow your advice. Now let's go eat some cake -I mean- chicken and baked potatoes." We got up from the couch we were sitting down on and began to walk up the stairs. But as we were, Grandma beamed back at me and said, "You really have changed ever since you started school. Must be the twins." she indicated. "Wait, what!?" I questioned." Nevermind." Grandma replied. "Hold on a sec! Grandma!" I whined and chased after her. 

But maybe what she said was true. Maybe I just never noticed.

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After the whole grandma birthday bash, I spent the next hour reading manga in my room again. My room was my private lair that nobody should be allowed to enter. That's why I have a lock. While reading my book, I heard my cell phone vibrate. Must be Anika. I muttered in my head. I didn't even bother to grab it. 30 seconds later, I heard it vibrate again. My response was not to answer it. 15 seconds later: BZZZT. 8 seconds later: BZZZT. BZZT. 3 seconds later: BZZZZZZT!!  

OK. That's enough for today. I whipped my phone from my night table and was about to switch it off when I realized that the number didn't come from Anika. It...was from them!

Hikaru

hey! we need to talk to you

are you even there

Helllllloooo

(y/n)!!!!!!!

im right here you know

answer me!!!

we need help on our project with haruhi

i'm gonna spam you now.

*SPAMSPAMSPAMSPAMSPAMSPAMANDMORESPAM*

Kaoru

Hi (y/n)! are you busy today?

sorry about hikaru. but that's your problem to deal with. 

we need to talk about our project!

in case your wondering, we stole haruhi's phone and found your number.

if you don't answer us right now we are going to find you and take you back to the host club    -Hikaru 

My eyes stared at my phone. First of all, the project wasn't even due until next week! Secondly, why are they texting me at 10:00 pm!? Third, why would they steal Haruhi's phone!? That's not rude at all! Fourth, If I text them back, I'm pretty sure they are going to annoy me with a bunch of spam messages. I continued to stare at my screen, fighting an infinite battle between texting them a reply them or not. I sighed and wrote a message.

(Y/N)

Hi. sorry I couldnt answer earlier. I had stuff to do. the project is due next week btw. so you don't need to worry about it now.

I clicked Send to Kaoru? while cringing my life away. I stuffed my face onto my pillow of depression and plugged my earphones. I doubt they would even care about the message. BZZT! My head lifted from my pillow and thrashed the phone to my face, hitting my eyeball. With my hand on my right eye, I used my left eye to read the message. It was a bit blurry but I was able to make it out.

Kaoru

your alive! anyway, we should definitely meet somewhere soon. hikaru is getting annoyed over here and haruhi really wants to get a good grade on the project. so yeah. we decided we meet up at your house at 5 on tuesday. see you then!

So considerate. To meet up without my permission. Now that I think of it...that can cause a lot of problems. Mom would think I have two boyfriends and give me the death glare every time I would breathe. Estelle would be incredibly jealous of me and maybe, possibly, probably kill me. Grandma Marie... don't even get me started on her.

(y/n)

Why dont we just do it at you/Hikaru's house? I have my own reasons for you three not coming here.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated and my screen said: Video Chat From: Kaoru. Accept? Decline. Are you kidding me!? Come on! Like I said, I have my own problems to deal with! I slapped my face, feeling the tension between my face and my palm. But what if... we actually became friends? Maybe we can get to know each other better. 

Haruhi is a really nice person and she is friends with everyone in that...club. They accept her. They care about her. I sighed sadly and slid my finger to the screen. I tapped on the Accept?button. Realizing what I had done, I squeaked. I meant to click the DECLINE button! "Ack!" I blurbed and tapped on my phone continuously until...I saw two bright smiles on the other side of the screen.

Crap. There's no way to escape now.


*Cliffhanger :3 Hehehehehehehe*

That_Fandom_Freak

Published: December/9/2016

Edited: December/9/2016

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