I promised more was coming, did I not? Haha, well, here's the next little bit of Notes; it's a steady process. It'd be great if more people could read and review…
Chapter 2
Matt's room, as usual, was completely dark. The only light that illuminated the teen's face came from the three computer screens sitting in front of him, at which he was gazing intently.
Come on, he thought, show me something interesting…
As if by request, he was awarded with spotting Mello in the library. The blond was hard at work, pouring over heavy tomes no doubt in preparation of the upcoming final. Matt of course, had no intention of studying. So predictable…
He suddenly had an idea on how to relieve his boredom. Grinning with anticipation, Matt picked up his phone and quickly sent a text to Mello.
Matt: Hex Mello
Mello: Why 'hex Mello?' What did I do?
Oops…
Matt: I meant hey…
Mello: Fix your typing
Matt: You fix your anger issues
Mello: I don't have anger issues!
Matt: Hell yea you do
Mello: Nope, the psychiatrist said I was fine
Matt: …You took your gun with you, didn't you
Mello: he needed a bit more persuasion
Matt was sure he did. He couldn't help but shake his head. Mello had issues (by now everyone in Wammy's knew it) and he'd been forced to attend meetings with a psychiatrist shortly after the first time he'd threatened Near.
Matt: You see this sweatdrop? This is a sweatdrop.
Mello: Why sweatdrop? It's true.
Matt: Sigh who was it who threatened Near with castration for getting the highest grade on a test?
Mello: That awkward little sheep needs to be castrated!
Matt: You need a muzzle.
Mello: What the hell Matt?
It took a moment for him to realize how that had sounded, but when he did he had to laugh for a full minute at the image before replying;
Matt: That came out kind of kinky now that I look at it.
Mello: Nooooo really? Hadn't noticed
Matt: Your sarcasm came through beautifully
Mello: Good I'd be worried if it didn't
Matt: Am I bugging youuuu…
Mello: yes.
Satisfied, Matt took a handful of the Cheezits he'd nicked from Mello's room earlier, only to spit them out. Holy fuck, ew. He tried to wipe the revolting taste off his tongue. That is NOT original cheddar…
Matt: Good. Also; your cheezits are disgusting.
Mello: …You went in my room? How many times do I have to tell you, STAY OUT!
Mat: I ran out of Dr. Pepper and I knew you had Coke so I went to get some. Then I got hungry.
Mello: …I poisoned it, I hope you die
Matt: You know most poisons won't affect me; I'll just take a pecha berry
Mello: (Nerd) that only cures one type anyway
Matt: How would you know- You gave up on Black. Maybe there's a new kind.
Mello: Black was stupid so I highly doubt that.
Matt: But the graphics were kickass and I got victini so THERE!
Mello: Disagree, they weren't kickass enough to hold my attention.
Matt: Pfft, you'd be too busy in the library trying to one-up Near.
Mello: Really Matt? You hacked the security cameras again? (I WILL beat him)
Matt: Duh, I'm bored. What else am I supposed to do? (doesn't he have a higher GPA than you?)
Mello: (Shut up Matt) Any good blackmail material?
Matt: (I didn't say anything; I typed it) Well Roger's staring at the new maid's chest again. Pedo?
Mello: (Then I'll break your fingers) Ha, yeah, what can we get with that, do you think?
Matt: Meh…we could ask for small stuff. He can't go to prison just for looking.
Mello: Mmmm Swedish chocolate.
Matt: . …You have a one track mind.
Mello: DO NOT!
Matt: Hmm…well, I can't deny that. You also think about Near an awful lot :3
Mello: Duh, I have to beat him.
Matt: You also talk about the way he looks a lot (couchGAYFORNEARcough)
Mello: …I am going to blow your fucking brains out who the hell would want that
Matt: heehee, guess who has your gun~
Mello: Guess who has backup
Matt: …1234NO MAGIC!
Mello: …What the fuck?
Matt: Matt is not available at the moment. Please lave a message after the anger management class.
Mello: I'm so done talking to you; Kiss your brains goodbye.
Matt: That's physically impossible.
Mello: Want to find out?
Matt: …Not really.
Then, the bell rang. On the screen, Matt couldn't help but laugh as Mello went wide-eyed with horror at the realization he had run out of study time.
Still chuckling, the gamer leaned back in his swivel chair, spinning a gun on each of his hands.
"One up!" he said with a smirk.
Notes.
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