I followed behind Mello back to the room. My legs hurt some, but I tried to ignore the pain by keeping my attention on the screen of my video game. Mello had been bitching about how I should stop my complaining and get off my ass every once in a while. But, seriously, that just seems like too much work. And who does he think he is, anyways?! The guy knows me for three days and he thinks he has any right to judge me? Fuck that.

Arrogant little punk that he is. At least I don’t have some unhealthy obsession with chocolate or something stupid like that. And I’m in great shape, there’s no reason for me to have to exercise. My body is just that amazing. Chyeah.

Spending the day with Mello isn’t too terrible, really. He’s okay… when he’s not acting like a physco-crazed bitch. But when he acts half-way normal, he’s actually pretty cool. To me. Although, to other people, I’ve learned that he ‘s not so nice. As in, everyone is afraid of him and his glares of doom and death. Yeah. Apparently, he’s not a people-person.

Not that I am. Before him, I never talked to anyone in this place. Maybe a few times when someone asked me a way-too obvious, common sense question. Other than that, however, nothing. I was never one to be very social. So sue me.

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