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Chapter 6

I walked out of the kitchen with Akira's food and asked her where Kadeem went. She tells me he left a minute ago. I sigh with relief and tell her how he wouldn't let me do any thing, it was like being kidnapped. She laughed and I headed back to the kitchen to get my food. When I walked in Kadeem was sitting on the counter looking really sad. He looks up when I walk in and tells me he heard our conversation. I tell him thats what he gets for breaking into my kitchen and eavesdropping as well as accuse him of being a stalker. He's really creeping me out! I turn my back to him grab my plate and thank him for the help but ask him to leave. Without so much as a glance back I walk back to the living room with my food and sit by Akira.

Akira and I put on a scary movie and huddled under a blanket as we let ourselves get scared. It got to the part where the girl goes into the basement and turns on the light to see.... “AHH!” we both scream as a shadow comes through the back door. The living room light turns on and we see my mom standing there looking at us and shakes her head.

We turn the movie off and check the clock to see it's 10 p.m. Akira and I decide to go to bed and turn in for the night, if we can after our scary movie marathon. We stay up and talk for a few hours and then fall asleep. Akira has a nightmare about the movie that night and she wrestles with the blankets stealing them away from me. I shiver and wake up and we end up playing tug a war with the blanket with Akira still asleep. I finally get half the blanket and feeling warm I fall asleep.

The next morning Akira wakes me up. “MIKA, MIKA!” she shakes me gently to wake up. I react punching her in the stomach still asleep. She groans and I sit up wide awake quickly, “what's wrong Akira?” I asked concerned. “Nothing Mika, you just punched me in my tummy.” she giggles a little pulling the blankets away from me. “Fine I'm up,” I tell Akira swinging my feet around and jumping out of bed. “Hey Mika?”

“Yea?”

“Lets make cookies!”

“Okay, wait! Didn't you give someone food poisoning last time you cooked?”

She laughed, “yea once or twice, but I want some cookies.” she whined.

“Fine but no touching anything with out me knowing,” we giggled and got dressed.

Akira gets out her outfit of carpi jean pants, and a pink t-shirt. I get a pair of jeans with a brown shirt that drapes over the back or your shoulders in a very cute and comfortable way. Then I add a hanging belt that jingles when I walk.

We make cookies but realized we were short on chocolate chips and needed to half the recipe. Being to late to half the powdered products we would have to re-do that part. So I flick a little flower into Akira's hair and she screams at me. Before we know it we are standing in a kitchen sprinkled white over everything and our hair with dust coming off like we are fuming. Our faces splattered and our clothes now lighter like a blanket of white was covering them. We laugh at the sorry sight of us and start to clean up. Surprisingly it only takes us about 5 minutes to do so. We finish the cookies and enjoy them nice and warm with milk.

Before Akira has to go we decide to plan a hiking trip next weekend. I head to school the next day and run into Alton. “Hey Mika.” he says stuttering. I think he is on some kind of drug. “Get a life jerk!” I spit in his face. He lets me leave and I see some other girl he is harassing. I knew her from a class I had last week, she lent me a pencil. I marched back over to the struggling girl and the drugged guy who was harassing us. “HEY!” I yell to get his attention. I also get the attention of a passing school cop. “Perfect.” he curses at me grabbing the girl by her arm and attempting to drag her off. She looks at me pleadingly tears starting to line her frightened eyes.

I grab the other arm, and Alton realizes the extra strength in the struggle immediately. He releases and grabs me spilling out threats. The cop makes his way closer to us. I happened to be wearing heels and put them to good use. I smashed my sharp points into his foot and he releases me on contact squealing like a pig with pain. I laugh and he fumes bringing his fist toward me building speed so I kick him with my heel into his crotch. He falls on the floor and the cop finally gets to us. I'm smirking and unable to contain myself. The cop looks at me laughing, then at the frightened girl I barely knew sitting on the floor behind me, and over to the guy who could play football rolling on the ground in agony.

I told the cop what happened and he nodded unsure of what to think. “Hmm, don't mess with a girl I suppose.” he finally decided on. “Well I'm leaving now, and I'm taking this girl with me” I told him in a flat and determined voice. He let us both pass and the tardy bell rang. I asked the girl her name and she told me it was Katie. I introduced myself, and thanked her for the pencil awhile back. She smiled seeming to be less scared now. “So what class do you have now?”

“Um..Biology on the second floor.”

“Oh me too” I smiled wide at this coincidence.

“Thank you Mika.”

“No problem, that jerk tried the same with me.” I told her, my voice filled with anger.

“Well with him being on drugs when the cop showed and you tattling on him, I don't think he will be back for a while.” she thought out loud.

“Good.” I said quietly. We headed to class and I spoke to the teacher explaining the situation. We had no consequences and we sat together that day. I think this is the first girl who actually wants to get to know me, rather than guys always hitting on me. “Mika, just so you know, I've been raped before.” she told me quietly. “Well I'm glad you still live life to the fullest.”

“Yes but that was why I was so afraid.” she whispered so no one would hear. I was glad that she wasn't one of those girls who like their business all over the school. “I never had someone help me, especially never thought it would be someone I didn't really know.” she smiled over at me.

“I'll always protect you when you need it now.” I whispered back and returned the smile.

“Thank you.” she turned back to her work.