3Pink Chocolate Chip Cookie World Domination – Chapter 1
Valentine's Day isn't all chocolates and roses; at least, not for me, not in this world, not at this school.
For everyone else, it's all happy-lucky-lovey-dovey. For me, it's the one day I try to avoid at all costs, besides my birthday.
The reason? You want to know the reason? It's simple really, no one has ever paid attention to me, never have, never will. Not even my parents notice me. I'm just a sad little girl.
Well, not little. But I seem to be, because not even the guy I want to notice me even notices me.
Today, our school prepared a spirit day, whoever wins gets free lunch for a month. The theme is pink, we're to go from there.
Of course I'd participate, it's the only way to try to get people to notice me, but no one ever does. Why? Because spirit days are just popularity contests, and I'm at the bottom of the social ladder, with no hope of ever climbing up.
"Oops, sorry," Someone had sat on me again, it's lunch time, three periods away from my pink themed plot.
Perhaps today I'd finally get them to notice me, the girl no one seems to notice. I've done everything to try and stand out too, from dyeing my hair bright baby blue, to wearing outrageous stuff, but no one notices; they never do.
The bell rings, fifth period has just begun.
"Didja hear? Maryanne's passing out candy for Valentine's Day. She's giving 'em to everyone she sees!" The sad part is, no one ever sees me, not even she, so I doubt I'll be getting one.
"Class! Pay attention! I don't care that today is Valentine's Day! We're still taking that test!"
Everyone groaned, no one liked the teacher, except for me; not that she noticed me either. I was always marked absent, to the point where I was declared truant, and they had officers come to my house. They didn't see me, even though I stood right in front of them.
A girl in the back seat, Maryanne, sat freezing a cupcake to eat.
I suppose I should explain, nyeh? Our school, my school, is one aimed at the problem kids of other schools. Only, they aren't problem kids, they've just got magic in 'em, magic they can't control very well.
In a way, my magic is the most uncontrollable, but also the most controlled; because it makes me invisible.
I don't do it on purpose! It just acts up when I'm nervous, and lately, I've been so nervous, so stressed, that it seems like it's permanent.
Which is why I'm never noticed; but today, I'm going to stand out.
The bell rings, time for sixth period. The moment for world domination draws ever closer!
"Oi! James, watch where you're going eh?" I bumped into someone, who thought it was someone else.
I'm not completely invisible. You can still see my outline and stuff, and anything I touch becomes invisible with me. I'm kinda like a ghost.
The teacher for sixth period didn't show up, he never did on Valentine's Day. I suspected it was because he was off on a impromptu trip with his wife.
"Geez, the freshmen at this school are so uncontrollable. Someone accidentally blew up the science lab!" Actually, that was me, trying to take off the invisibility.
I left five minutes before the bell rang, "Eh? Who opened the door?"
I slipped into my seventh period classroom, it was empty, as always. The teacher always left her class for her prep period. It was to my advantage.
I'd taken a week to memorize the seating chart, (this was the only class that had one,) and another week to bake up a ton of pink chocolate chip cookies, (this was the largest class, with over a hundred students, eighty of them male.)
Silently, I began to place the pink cookies in my bag on each of the boys' desks, careful not to make a sound. I'd long ago learned how to silence my footsteps.
Quicker now, I moved at a fast pace, placing them exactly in the center of each of the boys' desks. If I got even one off, I'd have to go back and fix it.
The bell rang, and I had twenty cookies to go, screw proper placement I suppose. I flew through the rows, quietly of course, tossing my cookies left and right onto the desks.
Then I slipped soundlessly into my seat right as the others came in.
"Oh hey! There's cookies on the desks!"
"But only on the guys' desks! How unfair!"
"Do you think Ms. Madison did this?"
Ms. Madison walked in, "Now why the hell would I put cookies on your desks? I hate Valentine's Day. Oh, and by the way, we have a new student. His name is-"
A boy walked in, with dark blue hair and piercing gold eyes, he stood like he owned the place, and he probably could too, judging by his outfit, "I can introduce myself, thank you very much," He scoffed at her, "My name is Shukyo, Shukyo Niyamosa."
I smiled, he was such an ass!
"Well then, I suppose you can take a seat where Yuna used to sit."
Wait, she was putting him in my seat?! But I sit here! Then again, she can't see me, no one can.
He strutted up to where I sat, and waited, glaring at the desk, "Hey, shortie, get out of my spot."
I stared at him, he could see me? "No," I whispered, my voice came out funky, 'cause I hadn't ever used it, 'cause no one ever acknowledged me, "This is my seat."
"Hey new kid, who're you talking to?"
He glanced back at the speaker, "Someone's in my spot, do you know her?"
"But there's no-one there."
He turned back to me, "So you're invisible, eh?" He asked, hand reaching towards me, "We'll just have to fix that, won't we?" His hand grappled my neck, effectively choking me.
I couldn't breathe, but I could hear the collective gasps of the people around me, "Yuna?"
I glared at them all, then fixed it on him, "Let me go!" I coughed.
He smirked, "Happy Valentine's Day."
Then he tossed me into a wall. Needless to say, it hurt like a bitch.
"Asshole," I murmured, pulling myself up.
He laughed, "Well, at least now you can't go invisible on me," He walked over to me and pinned me up against the wall, "You know, you're kinda cute."
"What's it to you? You're just the new kid!" I growled, pushing him back.
"I always liked the invisible ones," He said.
He grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back, it didn't hurt, but only because I had double jointed elbows, "And you seem like you'd be a good fuck too."
I twisted out of the strange grip, then with my other arm, hit him with as much force as I could muster, ignoring the blush on my face, "No thanks, I'm a virgin, and I'd like to keep it that way. And I definitely wouldn't have my first time with somebody like you. So, sayonara Shukyo. I've got better things to do, than waste my time here. By the way, I made those cookies. Enjoy," I waltzed out of the room just in time to hear the end of day bell.
But I was dissatisfied, my plan had worked, but this new guy pissed the hell out of me.
"Good luck Yuna. I do hope you last longer than the others."
"Shut up asshole."
The next day, my little stunt was the talk of the school, and since I wasn't invisible anymore, people actually talked to me. It was nice, but I was still upset.
Arms wrapped around my waist, "I never got to give you your Valentine's present."
I kicked him in the balls, "Wouldn't take anything from you anyway, Shukyo. Besides, I just met you on Valentine's Day, you couldn't have gotten me anything."
I watched him as he doubled over, still smiling, "Whoever said it was a material present?" Then he tackled me to the ground, pining me under his body, "Maybe it's just a kiss."
I blushed, then started to struggle against his weight, "Get off of me you asshole! I don't want a kiss from you!" I exclaimed vigorously.
"Too bad sweetheart, and I suggest you stop moving, all that squirming is quite arousing, if you keep moving, I may have no choice but to -"
I cut him off by using my magic to send him flying, just because no one acknowledged me, didn't mean I hadn't learned some basic telekinesis spells.
He glared at me from the grass, "That was dirty," He smirked, "You didn't even give me a chance to finish my sentence. I like girls who take initiative like that."
I jumped up off the ground I was laying on, "You don't have a chance," I spat, turning away to go to class.
But then I found myself flying backwards, straight into his arms, "I can play dirty too you know, you're not the only one with a decent control of magic hear," He whispered directly into my ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. I couldn't get free, he'd caught my arms behind my back, and wrapped a leg around mine to keep me from escaping.
I blushed again, "Let me go you asshole!" I shrieked.
"Not until I give you your Valentine's present," He replied, using magic to lift us both in the air, and towards a wall, which he then pushed me against, pining my arms up over my head.
This is what I get for wanting to be noticed, "No thanks."
"Too bad sweetheart, You're getting it anyway, happy Valentine's Day," And with that, he pressed his lips against my own, I didn't respond, hoping it would soon be over.
But noooo, he used his tongue to force my mouth open, taking what he wanted, ravaging my mouth.
Then he stopped, drawing away with a smirk, he didn't say anything, he didn't need to.
I however, had to, "You do that again, and I'll kill you, I don't care if it gets me arrested."
He snickered, "Ah yes, murder, the ultimate crime of passion. You really love me that much?"
I glared at him, "Asshole!" I yelled.
"You know you love it."
The damn bastard had ruined my Valentine's Day!
"Good luck with the world domination by the way."
A/N: Happy Valentine's Day!