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"Ahm, actually I'm a cheerleader. Yeah, I know, kind of embarrassing, but it's pretty hardcore," He said scratching the back of his neck, knowing there would be questions of his sexuality. This happened with everyone he told, but he wanted to be truthful with Ashiya.

"Ah..Uh, yeah... we fall a lot at practice... I broke my ankle once cause someone fell on me in a pyramid..." Michael said, trying to not think about the look Ashiya gave him. Feeling embarrassed in front of his penguin-bug-fish-almost-nearly-friend was enough to make him trip on his way over to his bed.

"Ahm a clutz a lot too... Heh, my coach is creepy, she makes grown men cry..." Talking too much is a sign someones nervous. Michael knew that. So he shut up, "So reading... What kinda books do you like?"

"Haha... heh, yeah it hurt... Actually my stunting partner fell out of a backtuck cupie at comp and broke her leg in the middle of the routine..." Michael explained, "Like an outsider knows what a cupie is..." he mumbled to himself. "Um.. Wanna watch a movie? I can put subtitles on if you wanted to read."

Coming back with their orders, he set down his food, and sort of dropped Mira's plate a half inch till it slammed onto the table with a clang. "Have a good night." He said in a dangerous voice, his eyes glinting. Turning around, he pulled out his pen, an headed for the next customer, shaking his head.

Mwuahahaha! I made this guy extra 'bad boy'. Now I want him to piss Mira off more......Maybe cause a fight.....and then....Nah, I won't get ahead of myself.))

"So....Three soda's and a number 5 order?" Kale asked, and nodded before walking over to the store front. "A number 5 and three soft RB." He said lazily, setting the order against teh counter to stretch. A phone was shoved in front of him. Staring at it blankly, he looked at the arms owner.......It was the manager, and for some reason he wasn't looking Kale in the eyes. Shrugging, he thanked him, putting the wireless phone to his ear.

"Hello, is this....Kale?" Asked a very firm voice. It only paused so as to identify his first name. It sounded like a mans. Like a hospital mans. A doctor.

"Ye-ah..." He said slowly, narrowing his eyes. A sort of swell started up in his stomach.
"I'm terribly sorry to report this sir, but your little sister is in critical condition."

"...What?" Kale said in a sharp voice. Turning around, he entered the storage room. The manager walked over to the entrance, and stood watching him. Probably dumb enough to think if he was there Kale would be 'consoled' or something. "She had an attack." The doctor continued. Then as if thinking things over, he pressed The Subject. The Subject that no body ever talked about around Kale. "When we got the call from your neighbor and went to check her, we noticed that your parents weren't home." The man said carefully. Something tore at Kale's insides. "Maybe because they all ******** died." He said in a cold voice.
Letting out a sigh, the man said "Then where were your relatives you're living with? You are living with relatives aren't you?" "I don't have any. They all died too." Kale said stiffly. The man stopped speaking for a moment, and Kale decided to take the floor. "If you looked my room, you'd have seen a certificate on my wall. It states that I'm allowed to look after her until I take on my college exams. I arranged for her to stay with people in England that I've known most of my life while I'm in a University till I can get her surgery." He said. "That's.....Very thought out of you, but I don't know if she'll survive in the kind of living condition you're giving her. That house is a wreck." Stated the man on the other line. "It suits us just fine, considering the TAXES around here." Kale snapped, his eyebrows arched in fury at this man. "Well I'm not the tax man am I?" The doctor snapped back, appearantly getting fairly angry himself.
"Well?"
"Well WHAT?"
"How's my sister doing." Kale demanded.
".....She's-" The doctor paused. There were urgent voices in the back ground. After a minute or so, the doctor came back. "Come over to ST. Joseph. Now." Before hanging up.

hee hee hee))

"Hahaha, you're funny! I don't need to read subtitles. Thanks, though! What movie did you have in mind?" he continued to look at michael with big, shining, inquisitive eyes.