D.M.: Ello! I hope you all like this story it’s been a pleasure writing the…first chapters and so on. Anyway, this one here is special cause’ it’s a “link-story” thing with my friend, who I shall call Lindsey Quit Lollygagging…cause’ that’s her username here haha. Anyway, she and I will be writing this story…this one will go from my character’s thoughts while hers will go through her own character’s but it’s the same story…same people. Hope you all like it

Full Summary: "Sometimes, you annoy the hell outta me," I growled, trying to quicken my pace. However, as it would seem my short legs just weren't enough for the six foot teen, as he took a mere three steps just to catch up to me. Coolly sliding beside me, he answered in that stupid Cockney accent, in a tone as if he hadn't a care in the world. "Yeah, I know...that's why I do it." With just that sentence, I was ready to pound my small fist into his face, but restrained myself and thought about the odds that seemed to be against me. The guy was a lot taller then me, probably could pick me up with one finger if he tried...so I settled for a glare.

Chapter One: A Different Kind of Sister

It’s friggin' hot. Why the hell is it so hot? Isn’t it February, it’s supposed to be cold dangit! The weather god must be on some serious stuff if he (or she), can’t even get the freakin’ weather right! I end up looking around however, wondering if, that weather god might've heard me say those rude things, and I secretly hope they're not out to get me.

Anyhow, I’m lost and I’m probably late to school. Who cares about being late, right? I can go whenever (not really but shhh, no one is supposed to know about that). However, on an even bigger topic—how the hell did I get lost on my way to school?!

Dear god, I didn’t think I was this stupid, but apparently, yes I was. Okay, now where was I, exactly? I turned off my iPod and looked around, not really remembering the surrounding area, where the hell was I?! None of the streets or trees or anything looked familiar!

Oh hey! I know that rock!

So I see it every single day, whenever I'm near the school, which means I’m not at all lost. So that probably means that I thought I was lost, which usually results in me trying to get “not so lost” and ending up lost in the process. Ah well, my mind always seems to wonder off into a sort of “other world” and I just walk around aimlessly. Sometimes I even bump into things or people, but ha, I haven’t killed anyone yet!

I looked at my arms that were full of little scratches and no, I am not going emo I have a cat. Which makes me wonder why people assume I cut myself cause’ I have scratches on me. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only person in the whole freakin’ world who has a cat.

Anyway, on to the original topic of me being dumb and getting myself “not so lost.” So apparently, since I've now discovered I was never lost in the first place, I just ended up being late for no reason at all, well that sucks. I don’t like being late mind you, it’s not that I was any eager to get to school, hell no to that. It’s them.

Yes, them. Those people who always seem to just try to get you in trouble every single mintue, the day you walk into the school courtyard, it's like all eyes on you, especially if you know you did something. The type of people who I tend to call the teacher's lackies in substituion for a better word, since I seem to lack imagination.

I spotted one passing the gate of our high school and I had to make a mad dash for a nearby tree. As I made my way like the stealthy ninja that I was...I kind of, tripped myself. Yes, I was so very ninja right there, no one can ever hope to defeat me. I tripped over my own shoelace how pathetic was that? And I thought I had tied that thing!

I fell flat on my face and yes, it hurt a whole lot. Why didn’t I set that stupid alarm on in the freakin’ morning?! Sometimes I get so caught up in practice I forget the time and so I was late today! If I had just did that, my face wouldn’t be hurting! I sighed heavily and dusted myself off. No point in being “stealthy like a ninja” cause I was probably spotted by now.

“Late again, Yang?”

You know, when I don't want to be right, I am and whenever I do want to be right, I never am, which could probably help a whole damn lot on tests and such! I already knew who it was that called my name, who wouldn’t?! I mean, it couldn't possibly be one of the most sadistic, cold hearted and possibly insane and did I mention sadistic president of our freakin’ school in the whole freakin world known to man!

Because Dietrich Kingston, who was possibly one of the most evil people I have sadly met and have caught his unwavering attention. I don’t even know how he became the president of our freakin’ school whom I, sadly, know and have had the experience to feel his unwavering cold stare and wrath may I add!

“Y-Yo…good morning to you too, Dietrich!” I greeted nervously, spinning around to face him but not even trying to look up. Dear God I know I’ve asked for many, many favors and really, I don’t even know if you’ve granted them all but please, please just hear me out. Don’t let him kill me today!

He put his left hand in his pocket and slouched, looking down at me. Curse my five foot height!! Why was I born to short parents who could only pass on the short trait?! While Dietrich, being a freakin’ building when comparison to me, just hovered over me like I were some little ant or whatever.

“So, what shall it be this time?” he asked. It was an everyday routine for some reason. Even if I wasn’t late he’d find some reason to pickon me one way or another. You know how sad that is? It's like he has no other goal in life (other then being a jerk), then to pick on me...me who could barely even find her way to school on time!

“Oh I know! Let’s be rebellious and not give me a punishment!” I said happily. Sadly however, he just chuckled that evil little chuckle of his and I already knew what he was gonna do…so I ran like hell.

Of course, he didn’t chase after me, knowing that guy, even though he’s a really good prefect…he’s also lazy so he won’t do it…I hope.

Alas! I made it alive! But oh my god…I am so dead meat when I see him again, which would probably be my 5th and 6th periods.

So here I was, after all that running and whatnot, I had missed 1st and 2nd period, was about to go to 3rd then I saw Dietrich again and dashed off. So that pretty much means I missed the majority of my classes, so I was going to go to 4th but...then I got lost again, so I screwed the whole thing over. Hopefully, my mom doesn't find out cause' she'd have my head for skipping and I hardly ever do it...ok well, that was a lie but...anyway...

So here I was, outside of the fenced gate of the locker rooms. Lindsey Cheas, my cute “little” sophomore bud had P.E. right about now. As for me, I had it or would have had it 1st period.

I plugged in my earphones and blasted my music like some idiot wanting to go deaf. I liked this song a lot, I'm not going to tell you it cause' that's what your imaginations are for, right? Well anyway, while I was humming away to the song and thank god no one could hear me (I couldn't sing for jack shit), I eventually became very bored.

I looked around, making sure a certain prefect didn’t catch me playing hooky. I mean god, I wasn’t the only one who played hooky ya know! And I wasn't even a bad student! I made my grades (though barely), I attended classes like pretty much everyone else and I never gave the teachers trouble! Ok, so I sleep in class a lot and I really don't put much effort in practically anything school related...except sports...or events but still, I wasn't a delinquent!

Dietrich was just lucky that I didn't want to break that idol like face of his! It makes me wonder why so many girls liked him, when he was just so downright cruel and sadistic! Did they not see all that evil that was carefully hidden behind that scowl that he always wore!? Sure, his Cockney accent was cool...and I mean really cool, and it made you forget he was an evil bastard but still, he was evil!

Although, I do like that accent and his dark auburn hair but...that's not what I should be saying about my arch-nemesis.

I ran a hand through a hand through my black hair, wow it was messy, I don't even know if I combed it throughly. It's kind of hard to though, I mean, from how I see it, it's kind of weird in its own way. It's a bob, but with a tail...so it's hard to comb. I didn’t have enough time to do anything to it, so I just left it as it was once I finished re-brushing it after training.

Unlike the prefect, I wasn’t as intriguing. I mean, how many people do you see with black hair and dark brown eyes? A lot I must say. So I was nothing special, nothing new or anything...just me.

Hey, I wasn’t complaining, I like my features I guess. I’ve had it ever since I was freakin’ born no point in hating what I’m stuck with, ya know? Sure, I could always dye my hair, but that takes too much work and I hear it gets all over you if you do it wrong.

Away from my ranting, I stood waiting for Lindsey who was taking forever might I add. Suddenly, the bell rang and I looked at the opening doors of the locker rooms. Out came Lindsey (dear lord that sounded so wrong…), with Amanda and Emma.

“Hi there Angel,” she said, smiling innocently at me. I quirked an eyebrow, what could she possibly be thinking right now?

She was walking over to me rather slowly. I puffed out my cheeks and impatiently put my hands on my hips, tapping my foot along as well. She's doing this on purpose isn't she?

“Gosh Lindsey, you take forever!” I said. I turned around and began to walk, of course Lindsey quickly followed after me. Some people often wondered why we call ourselves, “sister from another mister” since we look nothing alike. I think they forget that we say, "from another mister," at the end, I guess they only pay attention to the sister part. Who said being sisters you had to look alike? Lindsey and I, though our appearances and nationalities may be way off, our personalities were synced. Sure, we have our own thoughts, our own likes and dislikes. She may like something I might not like but for the most part, we understand each other better then most people.

“Maybe if you didn’t skip the end of class all the time you wouldn’t have to wait for me!” she said with a humorous tone.

“Here I was just trying to be nice, ya know!?”

“Whatever lady….”

“So, why’d you skip anyway?” she asked me. I paused, how should I explain it? Ah, might as well tell her the short version.

“I was later then I thought…” was my short reply, slinging my hands behind my head as I continued walking.

“So you skipped the entire first four periods?” she asked in disbelief. I simply shrugged and turned back at her. I flashed her a grin knowingly, one that I am most known for. She laughed at me in understanding.

“Wow Angel, so bad ass,” She said.

It was my turn to laugh as I continued to walk in front of the dirty blond haired individual. “I’m not a bad ass per se…you’re just a goody too shoes is all,” I said in return. She blinked rapidly at me in confusion and pointed at herself.

“Me?” she paused for a moment, “maybe not a goody too shoes, per se.”

She added in the last bit to mock me as I laughed.

“Ok, maybe not a goody two shoes but…you’ve a lot to learn my young apprentice,” I said in mock tone this time. I tried pulling off one of those jedi tones but I don’t really know if it worked. She laughed however, which is good. Lindsey was a tall girl, last time we checked she was five foot six…in a half. Dirty blond hair, though I think it leaned more to a brownish color more then anything. She had really pretty eyes I might add, a pretty blue color.

Lindsey wasn’t girly nor was she a tom boy. She was what you would call, a skater kind of rebel, I guess. Before, she never gave a thought on how she looked and would even borrow sweatshirts from her bro—who is six foot one—so her clothes looked baggy sometimes, but that was in middle school.

Now, she took more time on how she dressed and looked, which is great, because now it seems she was more comfortable in her own skin, she may have been before but who knows? I think when she’s like this she really shines the most. Of course, there could also be another reason as to why she was taking more time in her looks. It could be oh; I don’t know…a certain someone who happened to be in my 1st period and was my P.E. partner.

I knew right away who she was talking about when she first described him to me. Of course, I didn’t let her down to know the fact that he was my P.E. partner. It was fun seeing her expression, her, “dammit Angel, I friggin’ hate you, trade places with me!” sort of thing.

It was funny seeing your best friend get all riled up over a guy. Lindsey, like I said, wasn’t that type of girl to openly fawn over a guy and make a fool out of herself. Oh no, she took cautious steps…though shy ones at that.

I always pointed out to her—much to her annoyance—that she blushed a lot. I always thought it was funny, not that it was a bad thing to blush a lot it simply happened. Anyway, as I was thinking in my little head I was wondering if Lindsey would go with this little plan of mine. Yes, I had a plan and no I never mentioned it before cause’ I had originally forgot about it during my little…run in with a certain prefect.

Perhaps it was the temporary fear that I felt? Lindsey cocked her head to the side, a slight confused frown on her face.

“So what’re we doing now?” she asked out of the blue. We had earlier been talking about how she was going to, “do something bad” in the future, of course we really don’t know when that was going to happen.

Like I said, I wasn't a delinquent, and I wasn't about to let Lindsey become one. Sure, I can't rule her life but like those commercials said, "friends don't let friends do drugs" or whatever, mine was, "if a friend does something stupid, you have to be there to counter said stupidness" and I have proven my point.

But then, there were times when said motto is forgotten, and I end up doing something stupid or saying something stupid that causes both of us to be in trouble and vice versa. But that's life, shit happens and good shit happens.

Oh-ho, what a question however. What’re we going to do today? Why that’s easy my dear Lindsey, we are going to do something, something that involves you and me. Of course, she’ll find out when I get ready to tell her.

“Angel, my bus is about to leave…why not just come to my house and chill where it’s nice and cool?” she suggested. I paused, a pretty good suggestion I must admit, but not as good as the one I had.

“Because…” I simply answered.

“Because…?”

“Because, I have something better for us to waste our pathetic little lives with.”

She sighed softly, probably knowing that whatever I was coming up with was something disastrous and disorderly. I don't see why she refers to my plans as such, I think they're ingenius and refreshing.

“Just so you know, it’s important,” I said. Most likely, she was having that thought of it not being important. She gave me a bewildered look, proving that I had hit the nail on the head.

I gave her my trademark grin and replied coolly. “I can read your brain…” I said, pointing two fingers at my head. She rolled her eyes with a smile on her face.

“Okay Angel…Okay….”

Anyway, as I was wondering if Lindsey was gonna go with this plan of mine, she suddenly decided to stop walking. I turned around to see what exactly had possessed her to stop walking; I realized what or better yet, who she was looking at. A grin appeared on my face once more—however, I don’t think my grin ever went away in the first place. So that’s the reason eh? “Oh-ho, how very very interesting,” I thought to myself.

Of course, I always wondered why people say I seem to always wear a grin on my face. Do I really do that? I wonder.

My aunt once told me that I always wore a grin on my face as if I were plotting something in my crooked little mind, even when I was little and did not know I even had a crooked mind!

I was going to speak but something (or someone) caught my eye. I froze instantly and I quickly darted my eyes everywhere, as if trying to escape, oh shit! It’s Dietrich! I nearly ran off once more, but I soon realized, it was futile, there were no exists free of prefects. I glared at him and he glared right back at me. It was almost like war between a snake and a weasel. Of course, I was the weasel while he was the snake, it just fit really. I mean, a weasel is cute and furry, while a snake was scary and full of scale...stuff...but I liked snakes so...maybe I should be a snake too? But then, what would Dietrich be?

A piece of crap...

Suddenly I was being pushed along by Lindsey and I looked up to peer at her face. She rolled her eyes at me and I stuck my tongue out at her.

Dietrich, what a jerk! It’s hard to believe that that guy is friends with Gary I mean, Garret. Gary or Garret was once a nerd, I must say. I mean, he had always been good looking, but I guess his face was just always covered with his long hair and glasses and acne, no one really wanted to notice that. As for Dietrich, he was a normal looking guy, wasn’t too ugly but wasn’t too hot, I remember him wearing these really thick glasses(no wonder they were friends...they were in the glasses club), so you couldn't see his eyes at all, I think that's what put people off. That and his sense of clothing was way off back then. Maybe back in those days when you were young, looking hot or not wasn’t much of a thing.

I don’t know their whole life’s story, so I can’t tell you much. And seeing as how it involves Dietrich, I don’t really want to know. I found myself dragging Lindsey away from Garret and Dietrich, as I really wanted to get out of there before Dietrich decides to come over and wage another war with me.

“C’mon where are we going?” asked Lindsey, looking back at Garret helplessly, then back at me.

“Oh yeah!” I said, I almost forgot silly me. “We’re going to the ice cream shop no duh!”

“Ice cream…shop…?” she said, she gave me a funny look. I scowled, hey it was hot!

“Why?” she asked.

“Because we’re gonna get jobs!”

“Wow, you want to work…” she said in disbelief, “that’s a first.”

“Shut up!”

So here we are, going off to work at an ice cream shop. Yep yep, ain’t I smart? We could use the money on ourselves and not rely on our old folks, I mean, parents!

Of course, since I live with a single mom it’s a lot easier to negotiate and bend a few things. And speaking of which, is probably why I take classes.

After all, when it’s just you and your mom who, I might point out—is a bit of an air head—you have to learn a few self-defense moves ya know? So I took it upon myself to learn judo and grappling, I started during my freshman year. It’s actually pretty fun and I’m really into it. Lindsey has a black belt in karate which is cool too.

Apparently, judo is good for someone like me I guess. I’m not too big, so I can maneuver in it, using people’s weight against themselves and with grappling I could probably break their arm or something...but I've never done that before...it sounds cool though!

Anyway, back to the main topic of getting jobs here at this little ice cream place. I found it on my way from school one day (last week) and thought it’d be cool to work at the same place as Lindsey.

Plus, it’s ice cream meaning free samples! Ok, normally you wouldn’t get to sample the stuff you’re selling (at least, I don’t think so), but hey, no one’s watching right? “What made you want to work anyway?” asked Lindsey. I stopped and paused, yeah what made me want to work anyway? Ah, I lost it...but I don't feel like straining my brain in trying to remember so....

“Cause’ it’s necessary,” was all I said. She gave me another funny look, but shrugged it off anyway. We walked into the ice cream parlor and Lindsey quickly got an some ice cream. Seeing as how I am a broke person, I’ll just get a bite from hers when she’s not looking. I noticed another person walking into the parlor and my evil little grin appeared on my face. Oh, this is priceless!

While Lindsey was going all giggily over the ice cream boy, I was busy trying to find the flyers. I laughed mentally, as Lindsey was preoccupied with the ice cream boy. I glared at her slightly, which she caught. And here I thought she was so devoted to Gary—I mean Garret.

I shook my head at the funny things Lindsey did, and decided to comment on her current expression on the banana split she was eating, which I wonder how and when she acquired it in the first place. “You look like the ice cream just totally swept you off your feet and took you into a little place called Heaven,” I teased.

She stuck her tongue out at me and licked her spoon. “Whatever, this banana split is the best thing I’ve ever had!” she said in a dreamy voice. I rolled my eyes at her dramatics.

I grinned evilly (once again, I don’t even know if my grin had ever left me), and took her spoon and a bit of her heaven away. I licked it and made a dramatic “mmm” sound.

“This is pretty good,” I said in conclusion, it really was, like a melt in your mouth sensation. Her jaw dropped, horrified that I had even taken her heaven, this only encouraged me to take another bite. I did it nice and slow, so she saw every bit of the spoon go in my mouth, and slowly took it out, licking my lips.

“Hey! That’s my little piece of heaven! Don’t steal it away…it’s all I have,” she said in a frantic tone.

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from behind us which startled Lindsey more then anyone. I already knew who it was and turned around coolly, oh this was going to be good. Not that I enjoyed Lindsey making a fool of herself in front of her crush/love of her life, but it was just funny that’s all. Lindsey’s expression, hell her whole body just shut down. I waved a hand in front of her eyes…nothing. She blinked rapidly, showing that life had come back to her and…her face flushed a bright beet red. I snorted and clutched my stomach as I tried to hold in my laughter.

“Sh-shut up!” she hissed at me. I couldn’t help it I just—laughed my heart out. Tears trimmed my eyes and I couldn’t control it any longer, her expression was just priceless! Ok maybe I set her up a bit, cause’ I did see him come in but hey, I never knew she was gonna make a loud outburst like that.

Suddenly something hit my head and I staggered a bit. I realized that she had thrown her spoon at me! I whirled around to look at her with wide eyes; she just threw a spoon at me!! My god! And when the Hell did she get the spoon away from me?!

“Hey, violence is not good for you, didn’t I teach you that?!" I shouted at her. She brought her half eaten bowl of her banana split, her eyes gleaming dangerously with the heated passion for revenge.

I backed up a bit, scared for my dear life! “Hey, don’t throw it…or else your heaven is gonna go to waste!” I tried to reason. She of course, was beyond reasoning at this point. I laughed nervously and made a mad dash (which I am also known for…).

I quickly hid behind Garret who almost dropped his phone in process. He looked back at me with surprise.

“W-What the—Angel don’t hide behind me!” he shouted down at me. I ignored his protests and stuck my tongue out at Lindsey, who was dead frozen at the moment. Heh, I knew this would stop her.

“Th-that’s not fair Angel!” she yelled out to me, pointing an accusing finger at me. I grinned widely, not really caring. Garret was trying to get rid of me because obviously, he didn’t want that bowl of ice cream to land on him instead.

“Nyaah, whatcha gonna do about it, huh, Lindsey?” I teased. She scowled then put her arms down admitting defeat. I came out from behind Garret with a triumphet smirk on my face.

“Man, I thought I was a goner right there,” sighed Garret in relief as he put a hand on his chest.

I saw a bright red blush creep onto Lindsey’s face and I couldn’t help but laugh. I had totally forgotten she still held that bowl of ice cream and found it connected to my face. I blinked rapidly, did she just—no way! I was about to say something, but some ice cream slipped into my mouth and I licked it. Hey, this is strawberry!

While Lindsey and Garret shared in their little laughter, I ignored them and licked off the remaining ice cream on my face. Jared, the ice cream boy, (whom I earlier learned his name) came over with a towel and a grin on his face, obviously he thought it funny for my err…”misfortune” if you call it that.

Lindsey realized I still had some ice cream with me. Lindsey quickly grabbed the spoon, telling me to quit eating her piece of heaven and she…threw her spoon at me! Again!

Then Garret went off on a laughing spree again, which caught Lindsey off-guard and embarrassed…again. Wow, this day just kept getting funnier and funnier.

After I cleaned myself off, I leaned against the counter and listened to their conversation. By now Garret had stopped laughing and was talking on the phone. Gasp! What if he had a girlfriend already?! Well, I wouldn’t blame him for having a girlfriend I mean he is good looking but still—poor Lindsey! But I can’t just jump to conclusions just yet. I glanced at both Lindsey and the ice cream boy, who had introduced himself as Jared just a few minutes ago. I smirked knowingly, oh-ho so he’s trying to get his mack on eh?

I looked over at Lindsey who caught my glance; I showed her my not so secretive grin and snickered. She scowled at me but I could tell she was laughing as well. Anyway, a brilliant idea (like oh so many…) just suddenly popped into my little brain and I didn’t hesitate to put it in action. I quickly skipped over to Garret who had finished talking on the phone.

Lindsey was forced to follow behind me, nervous and surprised at my sudden action. I didn’t even notice the person sitting next to Garret…probably a friend I guess. I quickly sat across from that friend to make Lindsey sit in front of Garret. She gave me a quick glare but I stuck my tongue back at her. You know, she should really thank me for this.

I waited for them to start talking and it never came! I sighed mentally and decided to start things.

“So Gary…what’s up?” I asked. Yes, I know his name is Garret…but calling him Gary was so much easier, and plus, he was pretty much used to me calling him, “Gary” by now. I’ve been calling him that the very day I learned his name!

“Nothin’ much, so what brings you guys here?” he gave me his usual, wide smile. I looked over at Lindsey, who still hadn’t said anything. I quickly gave a quick kick to her shin to break her out of her little daze. She yelped in surprise and jumped in her chair, this caught Gary’s attention and he laughed.

Lindsey quickly shot me a look, which I grinned at and she looked back at Gary, err I mean, Garret. “S-So…how are you doing?” she started. Then the two were off like a lightening bolt! Ok, maybe a really slow lightening bolt. Anyway, I left them to themselves and looked around the ice cream shop.

It was alright, it wasn’t much but it was really rainbow…like. I noticed that painted on the windows was the title which read as, “Rainbow Ice Cream Parlor” which was pretty self-explanatory.

I hope we don’t have to wear any stupid costumes…then again, that’d be kind of fun. I glanced over to Lindsey who, though still blushing like mad, was doing pretty ok if ya asked me.

“Oh yeah…you’re that one guy…” I overheard Lindsey say. My expression turned dull as in a, “I can’t believe she said that” sort of expression. I looked the other way towards the wall which I sat next to. That…one guy…so smooth Lindsey, so smooth indeed.

Just then Jared came walking over to us and I scoffed. He’s going to ruin everything! I eyed him cautiously, of course he didn’t see this nor did anyone else…at least, I don’t think so.

“Hey the manager wants to talk to you guys,” said Jared.

I quirked an eyebrow and nodded towards him. “You applied for a job here?” questioned Garret. Lindsey smiled and nodded, saying, “Yeah, it was Angel’s idea.” She gestured her head towards me. Garret paused, and then said, “Angel? That’s hard to believe she actually wants to work.”

Lindsey laughed as well, “Yeah that was my reaction too.”

My eyebrow twitched as I looked over at the two. “Hey that’s not very nice!” Lindsey ignored and got up from the table.

“No one cares Angel,” she said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes but smirked at her as I followed. “Wow, usually Angel never lets people talk to her like that,” Garret commented. I didn’t?

“Yeah but I’m special,” Lindsey said cheerfully. My smirk widened as I stuffed my hands in my pocket, special eh?

We walked behind Jared as he showed us the way to the manager. I glanced over at Lindsey who apparently looked like she was having a mental breakdown. I quirked my eyebrow at her in question and watched her for a bit. “What happened to you?” I asked. Ok, why isn’t she squealing with joy and telling me how it went?

She turned to me, her face contorted with inner turmoil and self-pity (wow, big words). “I screwed up Angel!” she cried to me, I gave her a look of shock and disbelief.

Jared looked over at us and I waved it off, telling him to ignore it. He blinked a few times, and then turned back around. I cleared my throat as I patted her back as she continued to tell me her reasons as to why she “screwed up” as she puts it.

“And then…and then…I like…embarrassed myself again Angel!” she said. I sighed; this was…not exactly my plan. But anyway, might as well deal with it now ya know?

“Listen Lindsey, you didn’t screw up you only showed him that you’re a lot of fun!” I consoled. She paused, looked at me with confusion and waited for me to continue.

I let out a heavy sigh and scratched my head, this was harder then I thought. “Okay, to put it simply, you didn’t screw up you just kind of...didn't go as smoothly as you had wanted! So shut up and keep walking!"

She eventually began to laugh at my little joke, cause' I learned the last part from a movie we had watched. Random eh? But I remember it being very corny and harsh and we both laughed cause it worked!

Lindsey smiled widely at me and chuckled at me, told you. “Wow Angel, never knew you could be so deep,” she said. I grinned at her, “Wow Lindsey…no matter how you say it…that sounds so dirty.”

Lindsey’s jaw dropped and she put her hands to her face. “Angel you’re so perverted!”

We both laughed whole-heartedly as we continued to follow behind Jared. I knew that that would at least get her out of the ditch, humor could usually fix a lot of things and plus...it really did sound whole time Jared had been listening in, which I just noticed cause’ I caught him watching us from the corner of his eye.

I gave him a small look which made him stop, but he smiled back at me which didn’t sit well in my stomach. Lindsey was oblivious to it and I wanted her to remain oblivious for a little while longer. Although, I kind of had the feeling that she knew too...but I didn't say anything more or less.

There really was no need to ruin her chances with this, Jared guy, if he turned out to be an ok guy and I was just being overly protective and suspicious. If Lindsey wants him, I'll step down and help her with this one instead.

Anyway, Lindsey was all well and dandy (all of a sudden) and was now talking to Jared. Wow, she sure does bounces back quickly…which is a good thing mind you. So we walked into the office of the manager, who turned out to be a guy.

He had his hands crossed and leaning against his desk, a pleasant smile on his face. He almost looked like…Santa Claus!

I gasped as my jaw dropped, I smacked my hands to my surprised face. Both Jared and Lindsey looked at each other, shrugged and back at me.

“It-It’s Santa Claus!” I screamed loudly. The fat man laughed with a booming voice as he clutched his round belly.

“I’ve had lots of names before, but never that…ok, well perhaps I have but…haha that was funny!” the man said as he got up from his seat. He held out his hand to me.

“My name is Albert Winchester, it’s a pleasure to meet you little miss, might I ask your name?” he asked me.

My trade-mark grin just grew wider. “Angel, it’s nice to meet ya Santa!” I said.

“I hope we work very well together,” he said as he tapped his fat finger on my nose. I scrunched my nose in shock, and grinned again.

“I like your grin kid, tells me there’s something more to you then meets the eye,” he said.

He noticed Lindsey and held his hand to her. “And may I ask the name of this young lady?”

Lindsey blushed and shook his hand. “Lindsey, it’s nice to meet you.” She said.

Albert, whom I shall call Santa smiled widely. His face was a pink red, as he was always that color. “Well it’s a pleasure to meet such a pretty girl so tell me…when can you two start working?”

Lindsey blinked in disbelief. “Y-You’re just gonna let us work…just like that?” Lindsey questioned. She looked down at me, I shrugged and she smiled.

“Anytime sir!” she replied. Santa put his hands on his hips and let out a big laugh we seemed to cause an earthquake all around us! Well, not really just talking figuratively.

“Son, get these two the schedules they’ll be working here starting tomorrow!” he said. We looked at each other and grinned from ear to ear, this was way too easy.

As we headed out of the office I looked back at Santa and gave him a wide grin which he winked at. Earlier this day I had come in here to apply for the job and had to give him a short reason as to why he should hire Lindsey and I.

I mean, it’s a bit illogical to just hire us the very minute he sees us. I obviously had to go talk to the guy first, which I did on my own and it took a week to convince the guy. I didn’t really want to bother Lindsey with it and plus, she was busy with house stuff I guess.

He was a really tough cookie though, he was a cool guy I must say but he was really hard to convince at first. He kept giving me these riddles and asked me hard questions.

I finally managed to convince him that we were great for the job, which is probably why he had earlier said I was more then meets the eye. I guess I got it from my uncle, whom I always hung out with.

He was known for his words which I instantly picked up, of course, I wasn’t as good as he was but hey, I was learning right? Problem is, I have a bit of a memory problem so I forget what I want to say a lot...that kind of gets in the way but...I work things out, eventually.

Anyway, Lindsey was talking to Jared again who seemed quite happy we had joined the team…namely Lindsey. I put my hands behind my head, might as well let her flirt with the guy.

She was open to like anyone and how many as she wanted, it was her choice after all. Of course, I’ll nip at the details of those many people to see if they were even good for her.

I couldn’t just let her go off and marry a no good bum, which I highly doubt Lindsey would do cause’ she just…wouldn’t.

Which also brings another question to mind, Lindsey was such a shy person when it came to these things…did she even have a chance with Garret? No, I shouldn’t say things like that…if I was going to tell her she had just as much of a chance as any other girl in our school, popular or not, I couldn’t think she didn’t either.

But her shy attitude was hard to deal with when you were tying to give her a bit of a push. Otherwise she’d end up nowhere, of course it was always funny to watch but still…she had to get some confidence right?

And I wasn’t saying Lindsey had no confidence, cause’ she does trust me…she does. Lindsey was by nature, a strong-willed and stubborn person, which I like about her. As her upperclassman and her “sister from another mister” it was my duty to guide her along the way. I couldn’t make her decisions; just give her a bit of advice and a little push here. And...of course, tease her along the way and make her life hectic and not so boring as I would put it.

We met up with Garret and his friend, who I now realized was someone who I didn’t exactly want to see at the moment.

I stopped where I was and…turned around and tried to run away for my dear life! However, someone had grabbed at the back of my collar and I smacked back into someone…someone who had a very hard chest may I add.

I know this scent…this cinnamon coconut like scent. I looked up in fear as I stared into pools of deep green and blue, these eyes belonged to non-other then the evil president…Dietrich Kingston.

He smirked down at me, revealing his pearly white teeth. “Y-Yo…Dietrich…nice bumping into you, didn’t know that you were here!” I piped up as I tried to free myself to no avail.

Lindsey just stood there, snickering her damn ass off as I glared at her. She grinned at me and I was tempted to flick her off but I didn’t, cause’ I’m just too damn nice for that shit.

“How’re you going to make up for skipping four periods in a row, hmm Yang?” he asked in a deep tone. I gulped nervously and laughed a bit.

“Oh heh heh…well, I’m a little broke at the moment…can’t I just you know…give you an IOU?”

His smirk only grew even more wide as he tightened his grip on my poor shirt collar.

“How’re bout’ I just break you even more?” he asked, as if it were the simpliest solution in the whole goddamn freakin’ world!

“Ha ha ha, very funny Dietrich, now umm…could you let go now?” I asked. He didn’t, so I was resorted to my last option…I flipped him.

I grabbed his arm which held onto me, pulled it over my head and slipped my leg in front of his. I moved my body directly under him to push him up and flipped him over onto his back. He landed with a loud thud and everyone remained quiet. Lindsey let out a soft sigh and said, “I knew she was going to do that.”

Garret’s jaw dropped nearly to the floor as he pointed from me to the fallen, though surprised Dietrich. “Y-You just…flipped him! Dietrich of all people! I can’t even beat him in a game of goldfish and you flip him on his back!” Garret said, flipping out all of a sudden.

Oh yeah, I guess I should say this now that even though Gary (Garret) was best friends with Dietrich, Dietrich, being born from a rich family...is expected to know a lot of things and be able to do a lot of things. This obviously fires off Garret who likes to challenge a lot of things, and thus considers Ein his closest buddy and rival.

I constantly hear Garret talk about how he lost to Dietrich to...something. Let it be tug-o-war or card games, I don't really know why. I have heard though, that Dietrich couldn't cook for jack shit and he was a mess when it came to child development. Of course, Garret being the type of guy he was, was great in those and beat him in that.

Jared turned to look at Lindsey and pointed at me. “Are you sure she’s normal?” he asked. I scoffed at him and put a hand on my hip, “Pfft, normal who the hell ever said I was normal?” Lindsey laughed at my reply.

Dietrich blinked a few times, trying to register what exactly I had done to him. I clapped my hands together, dusting them off and looking down at him. My hair was disheveled but I didn’t care right about now.

“I told you to let me go didn’t I?” I said. I warned the guy, I really did you know. Dietrich sat up, rubbed his head and looked at me with a dull expression. This guy…he had no feelings at all!

He pointed at me, then made a motion with his finger indicating for me to come closer to his level. Me, being the idiot that I was, lowered myself to his level just as he wanted, or rather, I was in the middle of lowering myself down when he suddenly pulled at my wrist and I found myself pinned to the ground underneath the guy.

I gapped, did this guy just…no he didn’t! Lindsey couldn’t hold it in any longer and was now laughing like there was no tomorrow! I scowled; she keeps laughing like that there’ll be no tomorrow!

“Always so easy to fool, you really should learn Angel,” Dietrich said to me and finally got off of me, but not before flicking me on the forehead! That guy! How dare he! I’ll freakin’ show him!

Urgh, now my ass hurts and my back! Well, at least we got some jobs. But this was only the beginning to our not so very normal lives, think you can keep up?

D.M.: Wooo, long first chapter I might have to say. Anyway, this is "Sister From Another Mister: Angel" which means this is the same story as "Sister from Another Mister: Lindsey" just told by Angel's point of view and written by me. The other is written by my good friend, Lindsey Quit Lollygagging and is told by Lindsey's point of view. Well, onto next time!!

...Character Development shall be very fun to do.