have i got a treat for you. today i decided to stop being lazy and write more of the Matt story!! :DDD YA LOVE MEH RITE ;D just kidding, but srsly, you gais should love me for this.
k, hope you enjoy.
The Beginning~
"Are they awake yet?" the shatteringly hard voice rang in my keen new ears. The computer screen buzzed audibly as a mouse clicked away.
"number 12 is gaining consciousness. she can't move yet, though" a new voice doubled the echoing in my head.
"fine. shut the rest down" cold as ice. Ice? funny how quickly i learned.
"What?!" Ugh. too loud. I winced, or tried to anyway.
"i don't like to repeat myself, Stanley. Shut. Them. Down" cold and condescending. And a woman. i was impressed.
"i would like to wait until 12 is fully conscious. we could make a mistake." he challenged. Idiot. can't he tell she means business?
"fine" oh, she's mad. i almosy laughed. it just came out as extra loud breathing.
"she's breathing." the man said in an urgent tone.
'guess it's time for the big reveal.' sitting up was hard. i heard footsteps behind me, tehn next to me. i opened my eyes. light. ow. i closed them again. rubbed them. light. better. they focused. a balding man in a white lab coat stood before me. i felt small. he was really big. the woman looked like she sounded. hard, cold, and in charge. arms crossed.
"why is she so young?" mad.
"um, it'll take a day or two after she'd woken to grow tofull size"
"she will be perfect?"
"we can only hope"
"hope is not an option. she will be perfect or she will be terminated" harsh.
"i'll be perfect if you make me" oh god, my voice still cracks.
"her voice still cracks" was that supposed to be an amused comment? weird woman.
"it won't." he sure seems confident.
"can i go now?" it was a boring and obvious conversation.
"not yet number 12. first, what is your name?"
"i like Matt"
"...is that a girls name?"
"i don't care"
"okay, Matt is okay with me. and, do you know how old you are?"
"....no. i feel like i'm five, but i know i am supposed to be 15."
"very good. right now you are around 5, but you will grow more in the next few days, i assure you"
"okay. now can i leave?"
"alright, everything seems to be in order. you will be relocated in one week. you may go" thank god. a nurse in the corner of the large room escorted me down the hall and into a small windowless room that seemed to radiate whiteness.
"i'll leave you to it then.." she left. leave me to what? whatever. i sat on the bed. there was a mirror in front of me. whoa. i'm naked. i found the closet and put on a shirt and pants. so much white. even my short hair was pure white. only my forest green eyes separated me from an albino.
"now what?" i said to myself. i noticed a drawer in the wall at the end of the room. inside i found a slim, heavy object. a laptop. excellent. i went back to the bed and opened the lid to an already open page. it looked like they did it on purpose.
'obviously, retard' it showed a map of the building and had a star next to the words "you are here". on the right hand corner were the words "prep center". Prep? prep for what?
'answers' i thought, referring to the large yellow button in a row of others.
'i doubt this will help, but whatever' i clicked it once and was immediately redirected to a page full of information. i scanned. a man named L... best detective in the world... needs a succesor... grooming us for it...
i fell asleep thinking about the future and what was going to happen to me.
"RIIINNNGGGGG!!!! RRRIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!! RRRIIIINNNGGG!!!!!!"
"freaking alarm! shut up!!!" they stopped immediately. three days had gone by. from reading the information i had learned that i would be relocated in 4 days to an orphanage in New England called Wammy's House. today was when i finally got to change my hair and clothes.
i stepped up to the door and it opened automatically. the hall was a sea of white as children large and small shuffled to the designated rooms. one for girls and another for boys. the girls room had a sign over the door of a woman in a dress.
'oh god. i hope i don't have to wear a dress..' the large warehouse-like room was a sea of pink and purple. i nearly ran back out into the hall. instead i walked quickly to the very back where i was a spot of black. i smiled with a sigh of relief. i chose jeans, and a black and red striped shirt, long sleeved just in case. buried beneath a pile of brightly colored skirts was a tan vest with fur accents. Brilliant. on one of the walls was a picture of and eye. Glasses? On the opposite wall was a picture of...hair? i decided with the latter. inside was like a salon, but whiter.
'why the hell is everything white?' i found an empty chair and sat down. on the counter in front of me was a book of styles and colors.
'red' i grinned to myslef.
"red" i told the bored looking woman behind me.
"really? dark or bright?"
"hmm....dark. and this style" i pointed to a boyish choppy cut that would barely go over my ears.
"okay. here we go..." it seemed to go by quickly.
"hey kid, i'm done" i opened my eyes and was satisfied.
"thanks"
"uh huh. you'd better get going. everyone is leaving."
"kay, thanks again" i hurried to the door, grabbing as i went a pear of goggles.
outside, people were shuffling again, but now more excited. the sea was different this time. Blonde, brown, and black made up the most of it. in front of the parade was a single white bobbing head, totally unchanged.
the room we went into this time was by far my favorite. the walls were all brightly colored and lined with boxes ovevrflowing with childish games and toys. i cut to the front of the line, grabbed a small red video game and sat down at one of the empty tables. it took a while for everyone to choose, but when they did it was like Christmas. kids with puzzles, dolls, action figures, and video games crowded around in packs.
'wow, they sure do make friends fast' i saw the kid with white hair sitting aloneplaying with some sort of robot toy. he was still wearing the white pajama-like clothes they first gave us.
two tables from him was another loner, playing with nothing. his long girly blonde hair seemed to go well with his intense blue eyes. he wore all black and clutched the end of a red rosary bead necklace.
i got up, my new goth-y black boots tapping as i walked slowly to him.
"can i sit down?" i asked, almost expecting silence to be my only answer.
"sure." i was surprised to hear a deep, boyish voice reply to me.
"thanks." i sat. "i'm Matt" i ventured.
"Mello. nice to meet you Matt." he didn't look at me.
"uhm..you too.." 'what's with this guy?' then i noticed, for the first time, where his eyes were. he was glaring at the boy in all white.
"hey, who is he?" i asked, guessing he must have something against him.
"what?...who?" he was avoiding the question.
"the albino. you know him? hate him perhaps?" for the first time he looked at me, and suddenly smiled and looked down.
"th-that's just Near" he stuttered, looking down. "i don't really like him."
"no. really?" 'whoa, sarcasm is fun..'
"yeah.."
"so...what's up?" yes, i was bored, and i wanted t get to know him more. he almost laughed.
"um, nothing" he seemed to be blushing.
"alrighty then" 'oh well, back to the game' i sat in silence, tapping buttons and thinking about nothing. i felt Mello satring at me, and when i looked up, he panicked and looked down.
'okay Mello, what's with you?'
"hey," he broke the silence, "you're a girl right?"
"as far as i know, yes."
"huh..why'd you dress like a boy?"
"i dunno...why do you hate Near?" if he wanted to ask questions he needed to answer mine.
"uh.. nevermind." he seemed hurt. whimp. he looked like he was going to start crying.
"look Mello, you've gotta toughen up. i was just messing around" i laughed, trying to cheer him up. he seemed nice enough. i might as well be his friend.
TO BE CONTINUED [AGAIN]
mwahaha, Melloooo >:D I AM A MASTERMIND. jk, you like it? there's more in my notebook, but not much. i needs to write more of it.