8/ Backup

Sighing, I leave the now empty room before closing the door shut with a new mission in mind.

Give Kiko back her phone and hope she doesn't go bipolar on me.

Easy right? Well from what Cole had told me about her, I don't think so.

Now with the phone in my hand, I go poking my head into every open door, hoping not to intrude privacy cause that I can say I'm good at.

"Not here"

"Certainly not there,"

"There it is,"

Finally finding Kiko and Liza's room although I remember Liza saying something about pizza, I slowly approach the closed door when I hear excited noises coming from Cole's.

I was meant to hand Kiko her phone all right, but who would it harm if I just take a sneak peak at what could be so darn funny? So letting my inner mind curiosity take over my body, I don't realise it when my body turns to the opposite direction and I begin to make my way towards their room.

Making sure my footsteps doesn't end up startling Rosà, who I could only make out from the creak of the door and also whoever was in there with her, I try to figure out what could be causing so much laughter.

Quietly peeping my head into the creak, my eyes immediately take note of the rough hand on Rosa's face as she gives it a seductive peck.

I could feel my fingers begin to start their digging process again as I let my worst fears get ahead of me.

Believing I would be able to see the owner of the hand, I press my head further, when someone clears their throat behind me.

"I'm not sure if you are aware, but it's rude to intrude others privacy,"

Jerking back, I hoped my face didn't give me away. "Oh Kiko! Just the one I was looking for,"

Beaming, I try casually walk towards her with a nervous smile.

"Well if that's the case, what are doing snooping in their room?"

Checking to see if anyone is listening, I turn back to her.

"Can we take this to your room?"

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It turns out that I was right about Liza grabbing early dinner downstairs with the rest, and although it was just an hour or two since their band session, I have to admit, I was craving some food too.

Entering her room, I really wasn't expecting Kiko to be a rock and roll person but her room clearly stated otherwise.

As her part of the room had posters of shirtless guys with guitars on the walls, I wondered how Raven would react if she entered the room at it's current position.

Not only that Liza was staying here, but the fact that she's into these things would make her go bonkers, although she doesn't row in this direction.

Finally coming to a halt in front or me, her hands go to the hips as she begins to speak.

"We're here like you asked, now get on it will you?"

"Wow, Wow that was quick. But if I may ask, where did that fun and cooperative Kiko go?"

Seeing she doesn't answer but finds her nails more interesting, I sigh.

"You left your phone out there and I came to return it,"

As these words settle in, her strong and cold expression relaxes a bit. "Oh thanks. Totally forgot I didn't have it with me," She's about to grab it when I take it from her reach.

"No no hold on a moment flash. I just have a few questions for you before handing over this," Taking a step back purposely, I continue. "Earlier this evening, you said I wasn't as bad as you thought. Could you enlighten that for me a bit?"

"Hm I think I've a better idea, why don't you just give me that damn phone!" Shrieking like a kid that dropped his chocolate bar, she tries taking me by surprise as she jumps up to take the phone but proving faster, I make further distance between us.

"No, No I couldn't. But maybe I'll change my mind if you consider explaining why you hate me so much,"

Staring at the rugged floor for a while as she try catching her breath, Kiko takes me by surprise when her head jerks back up.

"You know what? I think there's a way better option for this. How about you go to hell with it? I've a backup phone anyway," Swaying her short hair to the side, the momentarily stunned I get when she walks away from me and towards the door abruptly subsides as not waiting for her to reach it, I take hold of her pale arm firmly.

"You're not going anywhere until I say so,"

"Stop it, you're hurting me!" Struggling at my hold, I surprise even myself when I tighten it.

"I'm not letting go until you give me the answer I need,"

Finally getting away from my strong grip, she stumbles back, with her chest thumping so rapidly that she had to hold it.

"Now you listen to me!" She points the other one at me.

"All you've achieved now is confirming my suspicions. Now get out of my room damn it. I don't want psycho girl trying to do to me what I've never let anyone try! But if you truly don't want to, I'll do the leaving myself!" Hair crazy, she begins panting since the process of letting go of what has been kicking you in the gut in one go can be pretty exhausting.

I really don't somehow, it seemed like that last part made a mark on me, cause trust me when I say that no bee could have stunned me worse than that last part.

"Psy - Psycho girl? Well I haven't been called that since the sixth grade," I recall, mostly to myself, but she ends up hearing it clearly. And from the way she fidgets in her spot, my inner suspicions only get cleared, but in that process ends up leaving me with an empty spot in my stomach to fill.

Cause there's only three people that I still talk to from the sixth grade and from my knowledge, she only knows two of them.

And those people are currently in my house.

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A/N:  Thoughts on the nickname psycho girl? Isn't it just a tad too hash for a sixth grader?

But it also kinda of explains more on her actions whenever she's nervous.

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