A.N Huzzah I return :)

This is going to be a alternating story. One chapter Matt, one Mello. I'm trying a new writing style. Tell me what you guys think :)

Matt.

"A Galenic arteriovenous malformation is congenital disorder of blood vessels in the brain, brainstem, or spinal cord that is characterized by a complex, tangled web of abnormal arteries and veins connected by one or more fistulas, abnormal communications. Symptoms of arteriovenous malformations include seizures and headaches. Treatment of arteriovenous malformations include medication or surgery." The teacher droned, tapping her sharp nails on the desk. She seemed as bored as me. Everyone else in the room was alert jotting down each and every word that spewed from her mouth. It was so hard not to leave the class. I do not care for medical science. Where the vena cava leads to is not going to help me one bit, that's why at only fifteen minutes into the lecture I already had my head on the desk.

I ignored the whispers around me. I had heard it all before, I was not going to fail nor would I study before the exam tomorrow. I would still rank higher above them in the end without even trying. Lets face it. I'm allergic to studying. I would rather play final fantasy ten all night. Even the teacher had given up on me, the death glares had stopped a while ago and she had restrained herself from waking me. She didn't care as long as I got a decent grade so that she could prove she was 'doing her job'.

She started rambling about something or other in the chest area. I'd given up listening when they dragged me from bed this morning. I would've skipped this class but Nazi Roger had literally flipped my mattress over with me still on top of it. Face meeting floor. Not the way I wanted to wake up. Normally I stay in the land of warm duvets until noon, then stagger to my classes for the next three hours. But no, Roger had me up at 8:30. I haven't even seen 8:30 in the morning unless I gamed past it!

The thought made me irritated all over again, but I don't have the energy to get mad for long. I settled for drawing various imaginative deaths for the wicked one. My personal favourite involving lepers and potatoes. (I told you I was imaginative)

"Hey what're you drawing?" A sharp hand whipped away the paper before I could stop it.

"Linda, give it back!" I hissed, desperate not to draw attention to myself. "It's rude to take things without asking!" A wide smile ran across her face as she passed the page back to me. "That's pretty good Matt. You should draw me something when you have the chance." I groaned inwardly. Linda is oblivious to the fact that I do not like her. She's a nice enough person and I hold no grudges towards her, but sometimes I can't help but wonder how she got into here in the first place. She has a terrible habit of throwing herself at me in the middle of the halls. Often bringing her body crashing down on top of mine. She is by no means a big girl, but getting crushed on a daily basis will take it's toll on your body. Especially if you have a physique like mine. I look like I could hide in a Star trek convention quite happily. I probably could, no one here knows I skipped class for weeks to watch each and every episode. They thought I was ill, sometimes it's all to easy to fool the nurse.

I turned my back on Linda, slightly disgruntled that I had to give up the position that I found so comfy. Still anything to stop her speaking to me. I stared at the clock watching the minute hand snail by until the whole hour had gone. Grabbing my things I raced out of the class before I could get pounced on by Linda and her cronies. Slipping into my room I sighed in relief, leaning against the wooden door. I was so glad to have this room to myself and even more glad that I had set a lock on it. Even Near couldn't open the lock despite his nimble fingers. I had asked him to try it to test if it worked. It did. I didn't realise I had slid down the door until I thumped against the floor. With a smile I leaned over, turning on the television. I was going to game until I obliterated my memories of today.