Key Notes:

“Text”= Japanese talking

“+American English talking+”

“/British English talking/”

“#Australian English talking#”

Thick rum brown eyes heavily closed in sleep. Simon Williams quickly opened his eyes in the morning. He was lying in bed under his stripper cat girl duvet cover. The birds were singing outside. It was now seven o’clock. Today was Monday. He would begin school in a couple of hours. But first, there were a couple of things to do. His alarm clock went off right on time. Simon pressed the button to turn it off. “Young Lust” by Pink Floyd began playing loudly. It wasn’t his favorite song, but it was good to wake him up for the morning. Especially… Well, stick around in a couple of minutes to find up.

The boy rose out of bed in his white pants[1] and stretched a bit. He then began his exercises for the morning. This was routine of his. Simon believed in a healthy body to match his overwhelming charm. He was doing crunches, pushes ups, lifting weights, doing pull-ups, and pushing himself up and down against his bed on the floor. Simon always got outstanding marks in gym class through his school years. After his little workout, the English boy admired himself in the mirror. Simon was just drop dead gorgeous. His hair was short and chestnut blackish brown. He had a fit and tone little body. Girls would always take a long hard look at him and drool. Simon was good-looking and he knew too well!

Outside, his younger sister, Darcy was walking home from a night of partying. She may have looked like an angel on the outside. But, Simon knew her true nature as much as she knew his. Back inside, Simon’s watch beeped out loud. He looked at his black Sportsman #32 Timex watch and smirked to himself. “Show time!” he thought. The sly old handsome devil walked over to his large bay window and pushed his heavy navy curtains aside. He looked out smiling. This was the best part of the morning. His hot neighbor across the street had walked over to her bedroom window. She was a spicy lady. This woman was one three pure-blood Japanese women living in the British slum that Simon and Darcy lived in within Tokyo. Every morning, his neighbor would walk in front of her large window and take off her snow cotton white yutaka after her morning bath. Her long silk black hair only came down just inches to her mid back. She had a nice body of course. (She had to; otherwise Simon wouldn’t bother looking out his window at her every morning.) The woman had a nice ass to boot. And to top it all off, she never wore anything under her yutaka. One could see why Simon came to down to breakfast smiling.

Today was no exception to the rule. Simon watched his neighbor with a smirk on his face. Outside, Darcy was coming closer to the two-story white townhouse that she lived with her older brother and parents. She was looking up at the windows knowing that Simon would be up by now. The eleven-year-girl stopped in front of Simon’s window. She waved to get his attention. Simon was too busy enjoying the view across the street to notice at first. The woman on display was trying to decide what to wear today as she picked through her many beautiful kimonos. Darcy tried waving for her brother to create a distraction for her to get in again. After a few seconds, Simon looked down and saw his sister. She was signaling him to help her get in again. Simon sighed slightly annoyed and took one last look across the street. The woman had picked out a dark green silk kimono with a sugar pink obi and took it back into the room with her. Simon closed the curtain and turned to his radio. Darcy waited outside impatiently. Inside, Simon switched the music to Jimi Hendrix’s “Crosstown Traffic” and turned the volume up to the maximum volume. It was all mundane for him. Just a few more seconds…

“/SIMON!!!!/” his father yelled out. The boy turned to his closed bedroom door smiling. He turned back to the window and signaled Darcy that it was okay to go in now. Darcy quickly walked into the house at that moment.

“/GOD DAMN IT, SIMON!!!!/” the dad yelled out to his son in dark brick red pants. He was a man close to thirty-nine. His hair was already grey with his age. He ate pretty well for an English man. The hairs on his chest, legs, and arms weren’t really attractive though. But, he was prone to lose his temper too easily. Simon acted like he didn’t hear his father.

“/SIMON!!!!/” the man yelled out again.

“/SORRY!!!” the boy yelled. “/THE VOLUME’S STUCK AGAIN!!!/” While the men were arguing in Simon’s room, Darcy hurried up the stairs to her room.

“/TURN IT DOWN!!!/” their father yelled.

“/I’M TRYING!!!/” Simon yelled back as he was acting like he was trying to turn his radio down.

“/EVERY F*****G MORNING!!!/” the father yelled. “/WHY DON’T YOU EVER GET THE SODING THING FIXED?!?/”

“/ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!/” Simon yelled back. Darcy made it upstairs just in time. She peeked into Simon’s room before going on. Their father ranted on as Simon pretended to try and turn the music down. Darcy made it to her room and started getting dressed in her schoolgirl uniform. This was always the perfect diversion. Their father was such a hot-head. It was amazing that he didn’t explode into anger.

“/SIMON!!!/” their father yelled over and over again. Pretty soon, this all proved to be pointless.

“/SHITE!!!/” he yelled out. The man exited the room and slammed the door behind him. Simon looked up smiling. That also always made his day. Making a mockery of his father was just so much fun. The man would just explode in anger. Simon cut the music off and began planning out what to wear for the day.

Darcy was wiping the make-up off of her face to get rid of the evidence of last night’s party. She and Simon were a very strong team. They both knew each other really well. That’s why they functioned beautifully. Meanwhile, Simon was in the bathroom reading Heart of Darkness while his father pounded on the door.

“/F**k it!/” he yelled. “/How long are you going to be in there?/”

“/Not long now!/” Simon called.

“/Oh f*****g bollocking twat f**k!/” his father yelled. “/Can’t a man ever use his own bathroom in his own house?!?/” He kicked on the door outside. Simon flushed the toilet and began brushing his teeth. Then, he decided to drive his father nutters again. He left the tap water running. Simon opened the bathroom window and climbed out. The door was still locked. The father pounded on the door again. He rested his head against the door stressed out.

“/Oh Jesus Christ!/” he swore out loud. Simon made it outside on his feet. He slid down the white mental drain pipe with the toothbrush still in his mouth. He made it in front of his door. The boy looked over and saw his neighbor smiling at him. Simon smiled back at her and spit out the toothpaste in the grass. She got her paper and went inside. He went in as well.

The boy made it right into the kitchen. His mum was in the kitchen cooking. She was a gentle soul unlike her husband. Her long blonde hair was pinned back into a messy bun. She was still dressed in her satin white pajamas and matching robe. She too looked about close to her late thirties.

“/Morning sweetheart!/” she said to him. “/Want some pancakes?/”

“/No thanks,/” he said. Then, Simon rinsed his toothbrush in the kitchen sink.

“/Darcy’s not herself,/” she said. “/She doesn’t seem to well./” The girl was at the table eating. Their father was still yelling at the bathroom door. Darcy and Simon looked at each for a moment. Simon poured himself some cercal as Darcy ate her toast. Their mum walked closer to the table as her husband came down the hall ranting even more.

“/What the Hell is he doing in there?!?/” the father yelled as he came into the kitchen. He was surprised to see Simon sitting at the table eating.

“I think the lock’s broken again,” he said causally. “The drill is under the sink.” There was a moment of silence. His wife, Katie, went back over to the stove. The man looked at his son again. He snorted aloud.

“/You take me for a completely James Blunt, don’t you?/” he grumbled. Then, he walked over to the sink. Simon smiled to himself in a mischievous way. Winding his dad up with so entertaining.

“/What do you want then?/” Katie asked.

“/I want to f*****g piss!/” the man snapped. The children looked on quietly. His wife turned to him.

“/Bill,/” she said calmly. “/I’m always wondering. Do you have to swear all of the time?/” He didn’t answer her at all. Bill just kept looking for the drill. He sat down on the ground frustrated.

“/Oh, sodding f*****g bollocky shite wank!!!/” he snapped again. “Where is the twat?!?”

Subject: Simon

After breakfast, Simon walked out the door. Inside the house, his dad worked on the bathroom lock with the drool.

“/EVERY F*****G MORNING?!?/” he yelled out again in frustration. Simon just smirked to himself as he kept walking. On his way to school, something caught his eyes. A gold and yellow moving van was a few blocks down where he lived. Curious, the boy walked over to the house. He pointed over the fence. A woman about twenty-eight years old was directing the moving men to carry a chest into the white two-story townhouse. Simon was slightly surprised. “Oh damn!” he thought. “Somebody bought the Wisteria house already?!? It was only on the market for eight days!” He was really interested now. So, Simon kept watching. This was interesting already.

A red Yaris was parked in the freshly cut lawn. The car doors opened wide. A man and a girl stepped out. Simon looked at the girl closely. She was a skinny blonde haired girl. The girl looked really pale. She looked about Simon’s age. The girl was dressed in a white and brightly colored polka dot dress. He could tell that she was English. Only English people moved to British slums in Japan. (Okay, there were some exceptions. But that was very rare.) But that wasn’t what really caught Simon’s eye. The girl had a book catalog for Tokyo Cram College. Simon’s eyes lit up brightly. That was the school that his mates and him attended. “Oh I see,” he thought. “The new girl is going to be a student at TCC!” Then, an idea came into his head. This called for a party tonight. Plus, he could “help” out his pal, Sid.

Suddenly, the new girl looked over at him. Simon noticed her as well. He waved at her in small way. The girl just stared at him blankly. Simon smiled to himself and headed off to school again.

In order to throw a good party, one had to invite many people first. So, Simon whipped out his trusty sidekick and began making some calls. He first dialed Sid. At his best mate’s house, his cell phone buzzed, but there was no answer.

“/F**k off!/” the boy mumbled in a tired way. Simon became frustrated.

“/Wake up Sid, you twat!/” he barked.

“/I’m sleeping!/” the answer phone[2] said.

“/No, you’re not!” his pal yelled.

“/Or I just don’t want to talk to you. Please leave a message!/” the answer phone went on. Then, it beeped on the other line.

“/You’re a lazy trud, Sid!/” Simon said. “/We have plans today! Consider your cock ringling!” Then, he hung up. Then, Simon dialed the next number. He waited for a few seconds.

“#WAAA!!!#” Emma’s answer phone yelled. “#Ha-ha! Got ya! I’m not in, you whackers! Leave a message!#” Simon hung up again.

“/Jesus!/” he muttered. “/Doozy f*****s!/” Then, he tried another number. Shuichi, Hiro, and Fujisaki were in the studio recording some new material for their third album when their phones went off. They all paused for a moment. Sakano-san looked at them confused as well. Fujisaki hit enter on the keyboard. The boys all answered their phones.

“Williams-kun,” Fujisaki said on his phone. “What?”

“Hey Suguru!” he said. “Can you nip around and wake Sid up?” (The boy is very fluent in Japanese. “/One has to learn the language in order to get anything you want around here./” he reasoned.)

“Go over there?” Hiro asked. “He’s miles from the studio!”

“Yeah!” Simon cut in. “Just nip round and quickly--”

“We’re trying to record some work for our new album here!” Fujisaki cut in. Then, some ringing came through on Simon’s phone.

“Hang on a second, boys!” he said. “I’ve got another call coming in! Hang on for a moment!” Then, he switched over to the next call. Fujisaki sighed and rolled his eyes. Every single time he did this!

“Jesus!” the keyboardist murmured under his breath.

“/Hi, my little Treehugger!/” Simon said on the other line to the next call.

“/Don’t call me that!/” Casper yelped on the other line.

“/But it’s true!/” her boyfriend said. “/You are a hippie, so therefore you are a tree hugger as well!/” Casper rolled her eyes annoyed as she climbed out of the bathtub. She sighed aloud.

“/I’m not a tree hugger!/” she snapped.

“/Deny it all you like,/” he said. “/Anyway, you know the Wisteria House on my block, right?/”

“/Yeah,/” Casper said. “/Why?/”

“/We have some new blood now,/” he replied. Casper froze in surprise.

“/Are you serious?/” she asked him. “/That house was only for sell for eight days!/”

“/Yeah! I figured we grab her up before someone else does!/” he said. “/Plus, I need you to help me with Sid today./”

“/What?!?/” she asked.

“/You know, Sid and the virgin thing!/” he said.

“/You weren’t serious!/” she called.

“/Look,/” he said. “/He’s got to pop his cherry tonight and I’ve nominated you to help out!/” Casper sighed aloud again annoyed.

“/God, Simon!/” she said. “/Do I have to?/”

“/Look, you promised!/” Simon told her. “/Hang on, I’ve got Emma on the line. Stay there./” Then, he switched over to his other friend. Casper shook her head to herself.

“/Whatever!/” she mumbled under her breath.

“#Ja!#” Emma said under her sheets in bed. “#You rang?#”

“/Where the f**k is everyone?/” Simon hissed. “/It’s nine o’clock!/” Emma smiled to herself in a bright way.

“#Bed!#” she said.

“/Can’t you go around and get Sid?/” he demanded.

“#Can’t!#” Emma replied. “#I’m busy! Busy, Busy! Remember?#” A smirk came across Simon’s face.

“/Ah!/” he said. “/Golden Duck boy?/” The boy from the Chinese restaurant was looking right at Emma lustfully on the other line.

“#Yo!#” Emma said proudly.

“/Give him a big Hello from me, yeah?/” Simon replied.

“#Yeah!#” the Aussie girl said. “#And much more while I’m at it! Alright, laters!#” Then, she hung up the phone. Simon continued on his trip to school talking to Casper.

“/So anyway,/” he said. “/It’s not that much to offer. Sid’s almost seventeen. If he doesn’t get laid before his birthday, he can’t be my friend anymore obviously!/”

“What the f**k are you talking about, Simon?!?” Shuichi asked over the phone.

“Whoops!” the handsome devil replied. “Sorry, Shuichi! Wrong call! Can you guys hold?”

“No!” Fujisaki cut in.

“Perhaps you care to help out with Sid’s cherry!” Simon offered.

“I don’t think so, Williams-kun!” he snapped. “You need someone deaf, blind, and stupid for that!”

“That’s unkind!” Simon replied.

“Bye, Williams-kun!” Fujisaki said.

“Wanna come to a party tonight?” the English boy asked. “We have some new blood with us today. We got to grab her before someone else does!”

“New blood?” Shuichi asked.

“Yeah,” the English boy replied. “In the Wisteria House in neighborhood.”

“But that house has only been for sell for eight days!” Hiro replied.

“Yeah, I know!” Simon said. “We’ve got to reach in and grab her!” The keyboardist was not interested at all.

“Goodbye, Williams-kun!” Fujisaki hissed again. “Quit calling Bailey-chan ‘Tree Hugger!’”

“It’s true!” Simon replied. “She’s a hippie, so…” Then, he heard a click on the other line. Then, there was a second click.

“So what about the new blood?” Shuichi asked. Simon smiled to himself.

“I’ll tell you when we get to school,” he replied.

“Okay,” the lead singer replied.

“Shindou-san!!!” Fujisaki yelled in the background. “We have work to do! Get off the phone!”

“Got to go!” Shuichi said quickly. “Bye!” Then, he hung up quickly. Simon looked at his phone oddly. Then, he switched back over to Casper. She was putting on her make-up for the morning.

“/You still there?/” he asked.

“/Alright!/” she called.

“/What?/” Simon asked.

“/Alright!/” she called. “/I’ll help Sid out! If you’re so desperate!/”

“/Sweet!/” he said. “/We’ll do it at the party, yeah? Meet us at the café so we can plan!/”

“/I have to plan?/” she asked.

“/Oh yeah!/” Simon replied. “/Later Tree hugger!/”

“/I said don’t call me a Tree--/” Casper yelled right before her boyfriend hung up. The young hippie pouted for a moment. Then, she looked at herself in the mirror!

“/I’m not a Tree Hugger!/” she said aloud to herself. Meanwhile in the Buddhist temple, Ando was starting on his morning meditation. He had been in the faith for ten years now. This was all second nature to him. It was all quiet at first, but then his cell phone rang. He looked around quickly and answered it.

“I can’t talk right now?” he whispered. The boy tried to rush Simon off of the phone, but the monk grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out of the temple.

“OW! OW! OW! OW!!!” he screamed out in pain. The monk fussed at him for even having his cell phone with him! He rubbed his ear in pain. Once outside, Ando held his phone to his ear.

“Thanks, Simon!” he hissed. There was silence on the other line.

“Simon?” he asked.

“/Hello Mr. Wilson!/” Simon said on the bus. “/It’s Simon!/”

“/Hi Simon!” the man called. “/What can I do for you?/”

“/Is Sid up yet?/” the boy asked. “/We’re all so worried about Sid. He’s got a sociology test in ten minutes. So…/”

“/WHAT?!?/” Mr. Wilson snapped. “/HE’S WHAT?!?/” Meanwhile, Sid was still asleep in his bed. His bedroom door was opened wide.

“/WAKE YOU LAZY LITTLE FOUR-EYED F***-UP!!!/” Sid’s father yelled out. The boy slowly woke up as the mobile[3] was tossed at him. He grunted aloud as he woke up.

“/MOVE IT YOU COMPLETE AND TOTAL F*****G SODING WASTE OF F*****G SPACE!!!/” Sid slowly picked up the phone.

“/What?/” he asked in half-awake voice.

“/Café now!/” Simon ordered. “/We’ve got things to talk about!/”

“/Like what?/” Sid asked. Simon grinned up to his ears.

“/Virgins!/” he called.

“/What?/” Sid asked.

“/Virgins!/” Simon replied. “/Virginity!/” Sid put on his glasses.

“/Whose?/” he asked.

“/Yours, you idiot!/” his mate replied. Then, there was a beep on the other line. That caught Sid’s attention right away.

“/Go on,/” he said. “/I’m listening./”

“/Hang on, Sid!/” Simon called. Then, he switched to the new call.

“/Simon?/” his mate asked.

“Thanks, Si!” Ando snapped at him. “My sensei wants to lower my chances of Nirvana!”

“No, he doesn’t!” Simon said. “You’re sensei’s lovely!” Ando sighed aloud.

“What was it?” he asked aloud.

“Party tonight,” said Simon. “We’ve got some new blood. And Sid’s getting de-cherried.”

“I promised Lucas, Lexie, and Emma I would go with them to Shuichi’s little gay night out,” Ando said. Simon looked confused.

“Is Emma gay?” he asked.

“No,” he replied uncertain.

“Are you gay?” Simon asked.

“No!” Ando said quickly. “But Shuichi says I’ll get to meet lots of hot women there!” Then, two students were walking by him. He quickly lowered the phone and looked around. Once they were gone, Ando put the phone to his ear.

“They are desperate because there’s nobody to screw except for me! Emma’s going to help with Lexie if she has one of her… you know…” Simon nodded.

“Ahhh…” he said. “Ando, you dippy twat! Sid’s flying solo on the tunnel of love and he’s needs support, yeah?” Ando paused for a moment. Then, he smiled brightly.

“Could we watch?” he asked. Simon had a look of disgust on his face.

“Oh Jesus!” he said quickly. Then, he hung up the phone. Then, he dialed the next three numbers. Shawn was asleep in his bed when his mobile rang. He picked it up and answered it.

“/What Simon?/” he hissed.

“/Hey old chum!/” the handsome said aloud. Shawn rolled his eyes to himself.

“/What do you want, you moron?!?/” he hissed.

“/Two things. One, we have new blood today!/” Simon replied. That caught Shawn’s attention right away. He sat up quickly.

“/New blood?/” he asked. “/Where?/”

“/In the Wisteria House on my block,/” Simon replied. Shawn was impressed.

“/That fast?/” he asked.

“/Yeah,/” Simon replied. “/So we have to swipe in and grab her and help Sid pop his cherry./” Shawn had stopped listening at “grab her.”

“/Okay,/” he said. “/I’ll see you on the green./”

“/Sweet!/” Simon said. Then, they hung up. Shawn climbed out of bed.

“/You’re leaving already?/” his girlfriend, Cherry, whined to him from the sheets.

“/Yeah,/” he said. “/I’ve got to go look at the new blood that we have./” Cherry pouted at him.

“Okay,” she said. Then, she got out of bed and got dressed as well.

Simon smirked to himself proudly. Onto the next number now. Nick was just about to head out the door when his cell phone. He tried to ignore it at first because he knew who it was. “I don’t want to talk to Rat Face at all!” he thought. But then, the call kept being persistent. Finally, Nick just rolled his eyes annoyed. “Okay, Rat Face!” he thought. “You win!” Then, he picked up his phone and answered it.

“/What Simon?/” he asked.

“/Nicky-boy!/” the handsome called. “/We’ve got new blood in the Wisteria House!/” Nick froze in surprise.

“/You’re joking, right?/” he asked.

“/Nope,/” Simon said. “/I saw her myself. So are you in to take her for ourselves./” Nick thought about that for a moment. On the one hand, this was spending time with Simons. But on the other, another fresh chance to corrupt the innocent once more. But options were pretty challenging…

“/Alright!/” he said. “/But you stay away from me at all costs!/”

“/Right…/” Simon replied. Then, he hung up. Two more to go. But who to call first? Simon dialed up the first number that came into his mind.

Lucas was brushing his teeth when his cell phone went off. He picked it up and answered it.

“+Hello?+” he asked.

“/Luke!!!/” Simon called out. Lucas rolled his eyes and groaned.

“+What is it now, Simon?+” he asked annoyed.

“/Why aren’t you happy to hear from me?/” the English boy asked.

“+Cut to the chase, Simon!” the American boy snapped.

“/We’ve got new blood today, yeah/” he said. “/In the Wisteria house!/” Lucas froze in surprise.

“+Somebody bought that house already?+” he asked.

“/Yeah!/” he said. “/And I’d thought I’d give her a warm welcome. Can to help out?/” Lucas thought about that for a moment. He didn’t like the sound of that one at all. Nothing legit ever came out of Simon’s mouth. But yet, Lucas felt a need to protect this new girl from a path of corruption. There was only one way to do that.

“+Fine!+” he said. “+But I am keeping her from you.+”

“/Sure, mate,/” Simon answered. Then he hung up. Simon was now walking along the city streets to school. That left one more person.

Lexie was working in the Gold Hummingbird Shelter for Battered Women filling in for the day when her cell phone rang. She looked around nervously. None of the staff was allowed to make phone calls unless on break or it’s emergency. And judging by the ringtone, it was neither. It was just Simon being annoying again. And something told her that he wasn’t going to stop today until she answered him. There was only one way to fix this. Lexie answered her phone and hurried outside.

“+Simon!!!+” she wailed. “+I told you not to call me at work!+”

“/This won’t take long!/” he insisted. “/We need you tonight!/”

“+Sorry!+” Lexie said. “+Shuichi has his first gay night out! US and the group!+”

“/The group?/” Simon asked.

“+Yeah!+” Lexie replied. “+We’re going out on a voyage of wonder and discover!+”

“/F**k that!/” Simon said. “/Look Lexie--!/”

“+Make this quick!+” she called. “+I have to go!+”

“/Come on!/” Simon called.

“+You’ll get me in trouble!+” she said.

“/Okay,/” he said. “/Meet me on the yard before English, yeah?/”

“+Got ya!+” she said. Then, Lexie hung up. She hurried back inside before anyone even noticed her gone. Simon switched back over to Sid.

“/Sid!/” he said on the phone. “/Sid you still there?/” His pal was wanking[4] off to a henati mag. He was really going to town on it.

“/Sid!!!/” Simon yelled out. The other boy quickly returned to end.

“/Yeah!/” he said quickly.

“/A personal briefing is essential!/” Simon said sternly. “/Café! Twenty minutes!/” Sid looked on confused.

“/Tonight’s the night we de-cherry old baby!/” he went on. “/We finally make you into a man with a girl of legs and breasts!/” Then, Simon finally hung up. Sid hung up smiling as well. He was overjoyed to here that! He lifted up the sheets and looked at his member.

“/You hear that?/” he asked it. “/I’m going to be a man tonight!/” In twenty minutes, Sid was in the café as he was told. He was downing some cinnamon-flavored coffee. Simon made his way over to his mate. He sat down right in front of him smirking in silence. They had known each other since they were two years old. Simon was always the dominate one of the pair. His mate just followed his every word ever so faithfully. Sid wasn’t a fully attractive bloke. But, he was pretty decent. Nine times out of ten, the boy looked like he needed a bath even though he was clean already. He had some chestnut dark brown hair. His eyes were a light hazel color. They always hid behind his black-framed glasses. The boy was only sixteen years old. He always wore black and dark grey colors. Today, he had on a light grey t-shirt and black jeans with his usual black trainers[5] and grey socks. Oh and he was wearing his black beanie hat. Sid was finishing off his breakfast and tapped his cigarette against the ash tray. He coughed a bit in misery. The boy took a few moments to breathe again. He cleared his throat hard.

“/I’m crap in the mornings,/” he reasoned.

“/You’re always crap!/” Simon corrected. “/You don’t exercise, too much rubbish, and too much caffeine./”

“/F**k off!/” Sid replied. Then, he paused for a moment.

“/I didn’t really have a sociology test today, did I?/” he asked. Simon shook his head smiling.

“/No,/” he replied.

“/F****r!/” Sid mumbled under his breath. Then, he took another bite of his breakfast. He looked Simon dead in the eye.

“/This better be good!/” he called. Simon smiled at him richly.

“/Trust me, Sid!/” he said. “/Tonight, we go to a party! We meet up with the new girl and then you finally pop the cherry. Not with her, though. You finally get the VIP tour of pleasure city! Finally--/”

“/F**k off!/” Sid cut in. But, Simon pressed on.

“/Finally!/” he said. There was a slight pause of silence.

“/It’s embarrassing!/” Simon spoke up. Sid looked up at him quickly.

“/It’s common and quite normal for somebody at sixteen to still be a virgin!/” he argued back with food in his mouth. Simon shook his head.

“/It’s embarrassing, Sid!/” he contradicted. There was another pause.

“/Shite!/” Sid mumbled before swallowing. “/Right, how?/” This was another mental game coming up. That was another powerful trait of Simon’s. He could sell a fridge to an Eskimo. That was only the first part. More was coming up soon.

“/We go to the party,/” Simon began. “/And we get a girl catastrophically spiffed up. In her confused state, she comes to believe, however momentarily, that you’re attractive enough to shag./” Sid looked up at his friend again.

“/Who’s the lucky girl, then?/” he asked. Simon smirked at him again.

“/Well,/” Simon answered. “/You’re really going to love this!/” Sid looked up and out the café window. Casper was walking to the café.

“/Oh yes!/” Simon added on. “/You are a very lucky lucky little boy!/” Sid watched on as the young hippie beauty came closer to the café. She was just smoking hot! Casper was only sixteen years old like them. She would make a great pin-up girl on Playboy during the 60’s. Her hair was long brown and wavy. Her eyes were a mix of green, grey, and blue. Casper was highly fit as a English girl. She had nice gravity-defying breasts and level hips. Casper was a tall girl as well. Tall and fit were a great combination. She looked great in almost everything that she wore. Today, Casper was dressed in a short blue denim jean miniskirt and a frilly white peasant blouse with short sleeves. Her brown leather sandals barely touched the pavement. She also had on black stockings. Her black leather schoolbag and colorful vintage 60’s jewelry completed her look. Sid looked on in lust. Time seemed to have stopped as she walked on. Sid looked at Simon overjoyed.

“/Casper?/” he asked aloud. Simon looked at her and turned back to his friend.

“/I’m going to do it with Casper?/” Sid asked in shock.

“/Whoa, hang on Sid!/” Simon spoke up. His pal was really happy now.

“/Oh my God!/” he went on. “/I’m going to get into the pleasure kingdom with Casper! Aw, cheers[6] Simon! Oh, I don’t how to…/” Then, Sid quickly went back to his breakfast. The hippie babe entered the café like a princess on the red carpet. She came over to the boys like an angel.

“/Hi,/” she said to the boys. Then, she kissed Simon on the lips. He kissed her back. They didn’t really stop kissing after that.

“/Must be…/” Sid spoke again as he looked up. His face dropped into despair when he saw Simon and Casper making out once again. They always did this when they were together. The couple were always hot and heavy in public. It drove all of their group nuts with it. (“They might as well just f**k in public!” Fujisaki said one day in disgust.) Sid looked at his plate is discomfort. He began to eat a little faster as well. Simon and Casper kept on making out in public. Some of the other diners were staring at them now. It never failed with them. This was getting too much with them now. Sid put down his fork.

“/Are we getting me laid or should I start filming and take it back for private time?/” he asked aloud. Casper and Simon both looked up at him. They all instantly got back to work again.

“/Alright,” Simon said. “/Who’s stupid enough to f**k Sid?/”

“/Arisu!/” Casper spoke up instantly. Sid looked up at her instantly and pointed his fork at her.

“/She’s still in hospital,” he argued.

“/No she’s not,” the hippie replied. “/They let her out today. She’s just aloud not to have no knives./” Sid looked at with a surprised stoic face.

“/Aright,/” he said reluctantly. “/She’ll do./”

“/You’ll need a lot of drugs!/” Simon spoke up. “/Alright, I’ll tell you what. Get an ounce, we can sell at the party and give the new girl some.” Sid looked at him for a moment.

“/I have to get an ounce of spiff?/” he asked.

“/Sure,/” said Simon. “/There’s this guy in China Town Tokyo. He’s an old mate of mine./”

“/Well, why don’t you go?/” Sid argued.

“/Can’t!/” he mate said. “/I’ve got tai-chi, then my choir audition, and English!/”

“/Arisu’s great in the shack!/” Casper added. “/As long as she’s not hungry or cutting herself./”

“/Who says?/” Sid asked.

“/Everyone!/” Simon and Casper said together. Sid thought about that for a moment. Simon smiled at him again.

“/Okay,/” Sid said. “/F**k it! Just get his name./” Simon reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. He handed it over to his pal.

“/It’s all on there,” Simon said. Sid took the card and read over it. He put it into his pocket and slid out of the booth. Simon and Casper looked at each other lovingly. Sid read the card again. A puzzled look came onto his face.

“/His name is Snake Cock?/” he asked. “/Why would he have a name like that?/”Simon and Casper weren’t listening at all. They were flirting with each other again.

“/I’m waking up your tai-chi karate kit!/” Casper whispered to him lustfully as she was rubbing along his right thigh. Her hand moved further up to his manhood. Sid sighed aloud stressed and headed out of the café. Simon and Casper looked at each other loving lust in their eyes. They were like the perfect sexy pair in Tokyo.

At eleven o’clock, the piano at White Dove’s School for Girls was playing for their chorus pageant coming up in three weeks. Simon was on the center stage in the auditorium singing for the main male role. His song of choice was “Sakura Sakura.” Not only could Simon speak Japanese fluently, he could sing it as well. (“/One has to learn the language in order to get anything you want around here./” he always reasoned.) He sounded just like a lusty angel. The teacher played on happily. The girls were all watching on impressed at such a charming prince.

Meanwhile, Sid was on the bus looking at pictures of Casper on his phone. He had a huge crush on the lovely hippie girl. Sadly, she only had eyes for Simon. He had many pictures of Casper in his phone. Behind him, an old man was looking on in lust. He noticed, when he felt someone breathing hard on his nape. Sid whipped around quickly. The old man quickly looked away. Sid turned back to his phone and lust. He finally got off the bus and walked to Tokyo Cram College. He looked around for a moment and walked on.

When Simon finished his song, the girls were all giggling in lust. The teacher to him smiling warmly. Simon waited for a response.

“That was lovely, Simon,” the teacher said to him. “Really, quite lovely.”

“Thanks,” he replied confidentially. The teacher kept on impressed.

“I’m sure we’d love to have you in the pageant,” she said. The girls were still giggling.

“Looking forward to it!” Simon replied. Then he grabbed his bag, slid it onto his shoulder, and headed out the door. A girl rushed up in front of him. She was a pretty-looking thing. This girl had long peach-pink hair to her shoulders and navy blue eyes. The white and black schoolgirl uniform looked so cute on her. She too was English just like him. This schoolgirl was one of the cheerful perky cheerleader types. She was smiling at him brightly.

“/Hi!/” she said to Simon quickly.

“/Hi,/” Simon said back.

“/My friends think you’re really cool in there,/” the girl went on.

“/Your sorry?/” he asked her confused.

“/My friends!/” she said again. Simon looked back into the auditorium. The whole class was staring at him giggling and whispering. The English boy turned back to the girl.

“/So you’re still coming to my party tonight?/” she asked him. “/I mean it would be so lame and dead. And bring some fun! Because my parents are in Spain. You know, we’re just going to go wild on drum and bass!/” Simon smiled a bit.

“/Sounds great!/” he said.

“/After eight-thirty,/” she went on. “/Because Miriam and I have to get back from my koto recital./”

“/No problem,/” Simon replied.

“/And bring some friends?/” she asked. Then, Simon’s phone began to ring.

“/Sure thing!/” he said. “/I’ve got to go!/” Then, the boy hurried out of the room. The girl turned back to the room and ran over to her friends grinning. Simon was walking through the halls on his phone.

“/You find Arisu and the new girl yet?/” he asked. “/They’re coming, right? Oh for Christ sake’s Casper, tell them got spiff and she can choose and all sushi and whatever they can eat! Alright, sweet! I’m going to English and then I’ll come jump you, yeah? Yeah, baby if you like! I’ll do you with a magic marker. Got any oils? Nice! Warm it up for me tonight! Superfly!/” The headmaster was putting up some new flyers when he heard Simon talking on the phone. Anger came to him in a rush.

“You, boy!” he shouted to the intruder. Simon hung up and turned around.

“What the devil are you doing here?!?” the headmaster snapped.

“Interview!” Simon replied.

“Like hell you are!” “This is an all-girls school! Where should you be, boy?” Simon walked closer to him.

“Tokyo Cram College across the yard!” he replied.

“Right!” the headmaster hissed. “And you think that you can just walk in here and seduce the young ladies? Do you actually--?”

“I was auditioning for the pageant!” Simon cut in. “Responding to your ad on your website! For all male parts, man!” The headmaster stepped up closer to him.

“My name is Kamiya-san and I am the headmaster here and addresses as ‘san!’” he barked. “Do they even have a high standard at that cram school of yours?”

“They do!” Simon replied.

“And what do you call your headmaster?” Kamiya-san asked. Simon leaned in a bit.

“Master!” he called. The girls were all laughing as he walked away. The headmaster was really pissed off and began ranting at the English boy as he began walking away.

“I’ll report you to your school!!!!” Kamiya-san yelled even louder. “You common little trud!!!” Simon picked up his phone and dialed again.

“/Hey, it’s me!/” he said. “/Yeah, you found him yet?/” Sid was on the other line in the China Town part of Tokyo. He was looking in the driveway at a high-class Honda. The front license plate said, “SC.” Then, his attention turned to the house. This place was top-dollar and very beautiful. Sid looked on confused.

“/I think so!/” he said. “/I don’t know, Si. Simon, it’s f*****g weird, okay?/”

“/I don’t care if it’s weird, Syd!/” Simon barked on the other line. “/Just get on with it!/”

“/Alright,/” his friend said. Then, he hung up the phone. Sid worked up to the front door and knocked on the door. Then, his cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket and got out his phone. The boy answered it right away.

“/I told you, Simon!/” he snapped as the door opened in front of him. “/I’m f*****g doing it, okay?/” A woman came up to the front door. Sid looked up from his call at her. She looked like a common whore in a black kimono robe. The boy froze for a moment.

“/Hi mum!/” he said. The whore looked him up and down.

“You Monty Dirty?” she asked him.

“/Look mum, I’ll call you back!/” Sid said quickly.

“You Dog Hill?” the whore asked.

“/Look mum, I’ll ring you back!/’ Sid insisted. The whore finally opened the door.

“Come in for Christ’s sake!” she said. Sid walked inside.

“/Where are you?/” his mother asked.

“/I can’t tell you right now!/” Sid argued. The hooker was complaining about digital cameras and pervs as she looked around. Then she shut the door.

“/Look mum,/” he said. “/I’ve got to go! I’m not talking to anyone at all! I’ve got to go!/” The whore turned upstairs.

“Sayuri!” she called. “Little geek boy here for you!” Sid quickly covered his other ear.

“Is he yours?” the woman asked. Another hooker came down the stairs and looked. Both the first whore and Sid looked on.

“/Hi,/” he said.

“You here for a maximum or a threesome?” Sayuri asked. Sid paused for a moment as the first whore turned to him.

Simon was walking to Tokyo Cram College. A homeless guy was offering him a textbook.

“Can for some free education?” he asked.

“F**k no!” Simon replied.

“F**k you!” the man said. Simon paused and turned to him.

“How was the holiday[7]?” he asked.

“Shit!” his friend said. “I was arrested in Osaka! Spent the night in jail! A hostel was much better than that! This world is crap now!” Simon smiled at him lightly.

“Later!” he said as he walked onto school. The man smiled back at him and tried to offer another student the textbook.

His friends were waiting for him on the yard. They were already waiting for him.

“/Look here he comes!/” Nick called out. Simon made his way over to them. They were all still talking about him. The alpha dog took a good look at his friends. They were a mixed sort. At the moment, it was Ando, Lucas, Fujisaki, Hiro, Shuichi, Lexie, Emma, Nick, and Shawn all sitting on the yard. Most of Simon’s friends were English. Ando, Fujisaki, Hiro, and Shuichi were Japanese. Emma was Australian. Lucas and Lexie were American. It was a weird combination, but it magically worked somehow.

“So what’s you been doing with your personal time?” Ando asked him. Ando was a little Buddhist boy. However, he wasn’t a very faithful one. The fifteen-year-old smoked pot, did pills, drank, and wanted to screw anything that had boobs and an ass. His hair was really short and black. Ando had blackish-brown eyes and looked like a typical Asian boy. However, he always dressed like a Westerner. Today, he had on a navy t-shirt and classic blue jeans.

“This and that,” Simon replied as he sat down with his mates.

“#Yeah right man,#” Emma argued with his with her blunt between her fingers. “#You were just trying to score some pussy! Ha! Dream on, you’ll never get them! They will never sleep with the likes of a middle-class poor English boy like you! No matter what muscles you flex or what trick you pull, they’ll just ignore you!#” Emma was a wild party girl. She would smoke, screw, rob, and snort anything. She was the messiest foreigner in Tokyo. But, Emma did look pretty cute. Her hair was long and messy blonde. Her eyes were a lovely caramel brown. She always through on whatever she liked at the short moment and not care about it for the rest of the day.

“/Maybe the boys for you, Emma!/” Simon argued. “/I say this world is like a casino and the bets are for us today! That’s how I see it that way!/” Emma just looked at him lost.

“#What’s he on about?#” she asked.

“+He’s quoting, Emma,+” Fujisaki cut in. “+It’s philosophy!+”

“#Is it like that Confucius shite?#” she asked.

“+Sakura Bomb TV,+” the keyboardist replied. Emma snorted and rolled her eyes.

“#Well, I don’t know what that is,#” she went on. “#But, you lot waste your lives watching television?#”

“+Wait,+” Ando said. “+You don’t watch television, Emma?+”

“#Nope!#” the Aussie said aloud. “#I don’t watch television, yeah? You’re brain dead and you can’t think of anything better to do than to entertain yourselves with!#”

“+Such as?+” Fujisaki challenged her. Emma thought about that for a moment.

“#Like…#” Emma began. “#Pills!#” The others seemed to be smirking at that one.

“+Is that it?+” Fujisaki asked her.

“#No!#” she said. They all waited for moment. Emma thought about her other answer for another minute.

“#Having a naughty[8]!#” she replied at last. Hiro handed Simon his cigarette.

“/Cultural!/” Simon replied.

“/+Yeah!/+” the others agreed. Emma pointed out to him.

“#Yes, that is cultural!#” she said.

“+You’re full of shit, Emma!+” Fujisaki said to her. “+Nobody’s going to sleep with you with a crotch like that!+” They all burst into laughter.

“+He’s got a point, Em!+” Ando agreed. “+You shouldn’t have gotten it out!+” Emma looked at him slightly annoyed.

“#It was strip poker!#” she yelled. “#For f**k’s sake! What do you want me to do?!?#”

“+You weren’t even playing, you idiot!+” Ando fired back. They all laughed again

“+Shouldn’t have taken it off, Em!+” Ando said again as he was putting his hand out for a high-five. “+Shouldn’t have taken it off!+”

“#Yeah, alright, yo! Just because you lot are a bunch of pussies!#” she yelled back as she pointed at them. “#Anyway, enough of that! Got to get going because we’ve got English and we don’t want to miss Ken-san, now do we?” Simon froze up quickly.

“/Hey, what about the party tonight?/” he asked his mates. They all sighed in disappointment.

“+No,+” Ando said.

“+Sorry!+” Fujisaki replied.

“+Can’t!+” Lexie spoke up. “+The gay night out, remember?+” Simon rose to his feet quickly.

“/Come on!/” he said quickly. “/There’s going to be drugs! It’s going to be a blast!/”

“#Look man, we don’t need any, okay?#” Emma replied. “#The city’s a wash! It’s like someone planted up f*****g Lithium or something!#”

“/Oh Christ!/” Simon mumbled as he rolled his eyes annoyed. “/Sid’s going to get the stuff!/”

“#Well, call him up and tell him to cancel!#” she cut in. “#We have it supplied!#” Simon whipped out his cell phone and dialed up Sid. But all he got was his answer phone.

“/Sid! Answer, you twat!/” he barked.

At the pimp’s house, the hooker was painting her toe nails. Sid was waiting around in silence. The hooker was singing to herself softly. She then looked at her watch.

“I’ve got to walk in on him accident now,” she said. Then she stood up and began walking to the stairs.

“You want a coke or something?” she asked. Sid looked around for a bit.

“/Naw,/” he said. “/You think it’ll take long?/”

“Not when I burst in half-naked, it won’t!” the hooker replied.

“/Naw,/” Sid said again. “/I meant the guy I came to see./”

“You mean Snake?” she asked.

“/Snake,/” the boy replied. “/Is that his real name?/”

“Oh yeah!” she said. There was a moment of silence. Then, Sid rose to his feet.

“/You know, I think I’ll come back later,/” he said. But then, the hooker stopped him.

“It’s fine!” she insisted. “Just don’t stare; he doesn’t like people staring.”

“/Right!/” he said.

“He’s sensitive, you know?” she said. “Just don’t stare at him.” Then, she walked away. Sid looked up quickly.

“/Uh…/” he said aloud. “/What?/”

“Hello?” the hooker called out from upstairs. Sid sat on nervously. “I’ve unexpectedly come home by accident!” Sid looked around again.

At school, Simon was still trying to contact him.

“/Sid!/” he yelled in the phone. “/For Christ’s sakes don’t buy the dope! The party is canceled! Sid! Answer your message you utter lower twat!/” Then, he hung up stressed and went to class.

Sid looked at his phone in his hand as the lustful sounds went on upstairs. At long last, he could wait anymore.

“/Oh f**k this!/” he mumbled to himself as he rose to his feet to leave. But when he did, Sid found a man standing right in front of him. He looked about twenty-nine to thirty years old. His hair was short and black. He was dressed like a cross between a cowboy and a Japanese warlord. The man had a huge bushy mustache on his feet. He looked Sid up and down. He pointed to himself.

“You staring at me?” he asked the boy.

“/No, no!/” Sid said quickly. “/So, uh… your Snake?/”

“Yes I am,” the man replied. “Snake Charmer Cock!” The man walked closer.

“PHD!” he went on. Sid looked at him even more as Snake walked closer.

“Got a problem?” he asked.

“/No!/” Sid replied quickly. “/No, no! Um… so you’re a doctor, then?/” Snake looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Who said?” he asked.

“/Well, the whole PHD thing,/” Sid replied.

“Yeah, you could say that!” Snake replied. “Or you could pretty huge dick!” Sid looked on at him. Then, the drug dealer burst out into laughter. “Yeah!” he yelled hollowing. Sid relaxed and laughed as well.

“Which?” Snake asked. Sid stared on quietly.

“WHICH?!?” the man demanded. “DOCTOR OR PRETTY HUGE DICK, WHICH?” Sid stared on getting a little nervous again.

“/Both!/” Sid said. Snake smiled at him pointing.

“I like you,” he said. “What can I do for you? You want to get laid?”

“/How did you know that?/” Sid asked. Snake smiled and pointed to his head.

“/I mean…/” Sid went on. “/I was uh… hoping… maybe uh… to get some spiff!/” Snake put a cigarette into his mouth and lit it. Sid stared at him waiting for an answer.

“You think I’m f*****g funny?” Snake asked.

“/Absolutely not!/” Sid said quickly.

“Show me some money!” Snake said to him.

“/Right,/” Sid said with a giggle. “/Well… uh… That’s the thing, cause… someone said I could get the stuff and pay later…/” Snake listened as he took another puff of his cigarette. Sid froze up nervously. Big mistake! Snake stormed over to him. Sid quickly put up his hands.

“/Whoa!/” he called. “/Oh f**k!/” Snake grabbed him by the shirt. Sid was really scared now.

“Credit, huh?” Snake snapped. “F*****g shark attack there, right?”

“/I can’t understand!/” Sid spoke up. “/That’s just…/”

“F**k it! F**k it!” the drug dealer yelled. “Your game, if you want to play it! You want to play?” There was a moment of silence. Sid stared at him freaked out again.

“/Yeah!/” he said quickly. “/Yeah!/” He looked down nervously. Snake let him go instantly.

“/How about…/” Sid spoke up. “/An ounce of spiff?/”

“Three ounces of spiff?” Snake asked.

“/No,/” he said. “/An ounce./” The drug dealer shook his head.

“No, no,” he said. “Three ounces is 3,000 yen. Easy credit. So, you’ve got forty-eights to pay me.” Sid fell back onto the couch. He looked up at him with big eyes. Snake flicked ashes onto the boy. Then, he sat down with him and put his arm around him.

“You the boss,” he said.

“/Yeah,/” Sid replied softly. Silence passed for a moment. Snake grabbed Sid in the crotch. Sid was caught off guard by this. His mouth opened wide in shock. The drug dealer drew back his hand. He took another puff of his cigarette. Sid breathed out in shock.

“Just checking ya,” he said. “Your balls are your collateral. You know what I mean?” Once Sid got his breath back, he turned back to Snake. He nodded a bit. Snake nodded back.

You do look, my son, in a moved sort, as if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir. Our revels now are ended. These our actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air: and, like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd; bear with my weakness; my, brain is troubled: Be not disturb'd with my infirmity: If you be pleased, retire into my cell and there repose: a turn or two I'll walk, to still my beating mind.” Fujisaki read aloud in English class. Today, the class was reading the Tempest by Shakespeare. Their sensei, Ken-san was getting to sucked into the drama. Fujisaki had this annoying from time to time, but he would keep on reading like he normally would. Ken-san was crying in passion for the part.

“Oh yes!!!” he cried out. The students all looked at each other uneasily. Here he went again. Ken-san was still crying. He was a fairly young sensei. He was only twenty-seven years with short black hair. He had a nice tone body to him. The man always dressed nice. It was safe to say that Ken-san was very in touch with his emotions. Sometimes on days like these, he showed them in front of the class. Fujisaki and the rest of the students forced themselves to continue. Emma smiled at the sensei.

“#More pathetic heartbreaker girls in your life, Ken-san?#” she called. The man wiped his tears and nodded.

“I know,” he said.

“#Hey,#” the Aussie girl said. “#No matter how great in bed she is--#”

“Emma!” Fujisaki interrupted. “Drop it!” Ken-san wiped his tears away again.

“You’re all so great to me,” he said. “I need your coursework in next week by the deadline. It’s okay. It’s important for my department in school. In a…” He broke down crying again. The students all left quietly. Some of them were whispering about him. Ken-san just cried even more. Emma walked over to him. She lightly tapped him on the arm.

“You know, I can say that you touched me up in the shower or something,” she offered. He looked up at her with tears in his eyes.

“Could you?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she said. But then, Fujisaki hurried in, grabbed her, and dragged her away. Emma looked around confused.

“#What?#” she asked. Then, they hurried out of the classroom and shut the door behind them.

Meanwhile, Sid was roaming the busy halls. Simon came right over to him.

“/Where the f**k have you been?/” he asked.

“/Doing what you said!/” the other boy replied. “/My f*****g nerves are still on. You got Arisu?/”

“/Yeah, but…/” Simon said.

“/I’ve got the spiff!/” Sid cut in.

“/Did you get my messages, you twat?/” his mate asked him. Sid paused and pulled out his phone. He opened it up and looked at it. There was a list of missed calls on it. He scrolled through them on. *Sweat drop on Simon’s head as he sighs stressed by Sid’s incompetence* His looked up at him.

“/Problem?/” he asked. Simon shook his head. He just sighed and walked away. Sid looked at his phone again.

Ken-san was coming out his office with paperwork in his hands. He leaned against the wall and sighed out stressed. Emma came around the corner and found him.

“Hey Ken!” she said to him. The sensei looked up at him. Emma came around to him in semi-decent way.

“Another day another dollar, eh?” she asked. The Aussie smiled at him sweetly. Ken-san smiled back at her.

“Yeah,” he said. Then, he began walking on. Emma watched him excited. She quickly wanted more. She quickly turned around to him.

“Can I carry your books?” the Aussie girl asked him. Ken-san froze in his tracks. He smiled again.

“Um,” he said. “Sure.” He completely turned to her.

“You know Emma,” Ken-san said. “You don’t have to do any of that every day.”

“I do!” she said. Then, she took his work and held it for him. But before she actually could, his phone rang. She grabbed it and answered.

“No,” the sensei said. “There’s no need!” But it was too late.

“Ken’s phone!” Emma replied. She listened for a few seconds.

“Okay,” she said. “Stop ringing him you f*****g whiny tart!” Ken-san became completely nervous and tried to take the phone from her.

“Emma! No!” he called. But, the girl turned away quickly.

“Let me have it!” the sensei said. Emma quickly held up her hand.

“This is Emma Miles here!” she said. “Ken’s friend! He’s got a lot of friends, you hear what I’m saying, you whore? What? Right, he’ll have the course work in by Thursday. Can you call by extension? Yeah. And don’t ring him again! Yumi!” Then, she hung up and handed to phone back to Ken. Emma turned to her man smiling.

“Sorted her out!” she said. Ken breathed in some.

“Right,” he said softly. Emma’s happy glow faded away when she saw his face.

“I’m not sure you’re supposed to…” he began. Emma looked down nervously. Ken-san smiled at her anyway.

“Thanks Emma,” he said. The Aussie girl cheered up again. She laughed a bit.

“Pleasure is all mine, Ken!” she chirped. Ken smiled at her again.

“Shall we?” Emma asked. Ken kept his smiled. Then, the girl took the books and they walked down the hall together. Ken-san looked at her as she walked. He started to have some fantasies about her, but then he came back to Earth just in time.

In the student lounge, Shuichi, Hiro, and Shawn were sitting near the TV looking at all of the other students. Hiro and Shuichi noticed that the Brit Goth was in a good mood today. Of course, this was the day that his clingy girlfriend was in her drama class and Shawn was free from her for fifty minutes. But, there had to be something more. They were curious to find out way.

“Hey Shawn,” Shuichi spoke up. The Goth looked at him.

“Yeah,” he replied. (He too spoke Japanese very well.)

“You’re in a good mood today,” the singer commented. Shawn smirked at him. This boy called himself the prince of darkness. Nearly everything on him was black. His black-brown was always spiked up. He wore black eyeliner every single day. His t-shirt were black with some sort of heavy mental reference to them. The English boy’s jeans were tight and black as well. His sneakers were always messy as well. Shawn also wore chains and skull jewelry on his pants and around his neck receptively. He was scary-looking in appearance. But, the crew accepted that anyway for some strange reason.

“I’m good right now,” he said. “Top young artist in the city, high grades, making my own money, and everything just fall into my hands. Hell, I could get anything I wanted right about now.” Shuichi smirked at those last words.

“Really now?” he asked.

“Hell yeah!” Shawn said. Then, an idea came into Shuichi’s head. He looked around the room for a moment. Finally, something caught his eye. The singer was smirking to himself.

“Shuichi,” Hiro spoke up. “What are you thinking?” His friend turned to Shawn grinning.

“Okay then,” Shuichi challenged. “I want to see you seduce her over there at the bar.” Both Shawn and Hiro looked up at the direction their friend was pointing at. A girl was standing at the bar ordering a drink. Her hair was long with a mix of blonde, black, and pink. She looked about sixteen years old. This one was a very pretty girl. Her profile was quite charming. This girl was dressed like a punk rocker and black. Shawn smiled as he admired what he saw. A smirk came across his twisted face.

“Alright,” he said. “I’ll do it!” The boys looked at him slightly surprised. Then, Shawn rose to his feet and walked over to the girl. Shuichi leaned over to Hiro.

“You think he’s going to win her?” he asked.

“We’ll have to see,” Hiro whispered back. Both boys watched on. Shawn was chatting up[9] the girl at the bar. She smiled and nodded at him. Shawn returned back grinning. Shuichi and Hiro were amazed.

“Well?” Hiro asked. Shawn grinned at them boldly.

“She said yes!” he replied. The boys looked at him confused.

“Yes?” Shuichi asked. “Yes to what?” Shawn smirked at him wickedly.

“I tapped her on the shoulder and said to her, ‘You have such a pretty face. I’d like to draw it.’ She thought about it and said yes and I gave her my card,” he replied. “See? Told you I could get what I wanted right now.” Shuichi and Hiro looked at him amazed as he sat down. Once again, the creepy Goth pulled a shocking scheme on them all.

Nick was wandering the halls out of boredom. This part of the day was his alone time. He could do as he pleased at the moment. But to tell the truth, he was looking for the new girl today. Ever since Simon called him this morning and told him that someone had moved into the Wisteria House in his block, Nick had a strong curiosity to find out all about her. But first, he had to find her. After a few minutes of searching, Nick finally hit a jackpot. He came across the young skinny English girl wandering the halls as well. His first thought was that he wanted to pump the girl’s stomach some. Then, a smirk came across the English boy’s face. “Jackpot!” he thought. Then, he made his way over to her. Nick lightly grabbed the new girl on the shoulder. She looked up at him quickly. A boy was grinning at her like a Cheshire cat. The new girl got a good look at him. Nick was a fairly decent bloke[10]. His chestnut deep brown hair came down to his ears. He had the loveliest sea blue-green eyes that any girl had seen. The boy was in casual dress today. Nick smirked at her.

“/I’m Nick,/” he said. “/And you are?/” The girl smiled at him cheerfully.

“/I’m Cassie!/” she said. There was a moment of silence between them.

“/I heard you moved into the Wisteria house in the east British slum,/” he said. Cassie’s eyes lit up brightly.

“/Yeah!/” she said. “/Andy Warhol wanted to expand his factory out here in Japan so I came here with him. I’m part of his entourage after all!/” Nick at her like she was out of her mind.

“/How old are you?/” he asked her.

“/Sixteen,/” Cassie chirped. Nick was really looking at her like she escaped from the funny farm now. Even a moron with a quarter of a brain would figure out that: this was 2009, she sixteen, and Andy Warhol died in 1987. She wasn’t even born then! Still, Cassie was new here. He couldn’t let a good corruption go to waste, now could he?

“/Say Cassie,/” Nick spoke up. “/How would you like to come with me to a party tonight? There’s going to be free smack and booze./” There was another pause for a moment. Then, Cassie smiled at him again.

“/That’s really lovely!/” she called. “/Of course, I’ll come with you!/” Nick smiled at her wickedly.

“/Great!/” he said. “/I’ll pick you up tonight!/”

“/Want to walk with me?/” Cassie asked. Nick looked at her for a moment. Then, he shrugged at her with a smile.

“/Sure,/” he said. “/As long this doesn’t turn into an everyday thing!/” Cassie smiled at him lightly.

“/Okay,/” she said. Then, they headed down the hall together. She bragged all around how she was very close to Andy Warhol along the way. Nick just listened in silence.

The night zipped into night quickly. It was now party time. Sid and Simon made it all the way to Gabby’s house. The boys looked around for a moment. Sid was amazed.

“/Jesus is that it?/” he asked.

“/Yep,/” Simon replied. “/It’s Gabby’s party and we’ve got to sell an ounce of dope./”

“/Yeah, but I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that…/” Sid spoke up.

“/So what I reckon is,/” Simon cut in. “/We tell her it’s like, I don’t know, Mongolian or hallucinogenic or something. They’re all so dim they might just buy it./”

“/Yeah, but you see,/” Sid tried again. “/That’s the…/”

“/Simon!/” a girl called out to the charming English boy. The boys looked up quickly to see Casper running towards them with Arisu.

“/Hey!/” Simon said.

“/Hey!/” Casper said back. The girls made it right over to him. Casper embraced her boyfriend happily. They kissed over and over again. Sid watched on in discomfort. He then looked over at Arisu. She currently looked high out of her mind. She was a cute-looking girl. Arisu had her short black her cut like a boy’s with short messy little ponytails in it. Many shiny colorful hair clips invaded her hair as well. People would notice her from a mile away. Arisu’s face had been done up rather nicely this time. Usually, she looked like a clown geisha in make-up or didn’t wear any at all. Tonight, Arisu have a black mini-dress with a dark blue business jacket. She looked at him for a bit as well. Casper broke off the kiss and looked around.

“/Um, where is everyone?/” she asked.

“/Not coming,/” Simon replied. “/And Sid has to sell or he’s in shite with his dealer./”

“/Hang on!/” he shouted. “/My dealer?!?/”

“/Uh… anyway, I brought Arisu!/” Casper cut in just in time. She walked over to the dazed girl.

“Arisu you remember Sid, right?” she asked her.

“Yeah,” Arisu replied with a light laugh. “Wow! Lovely! No. But, I like that you’re funny-looking. It’s cute. Like, wow man!” There was a slight pause. Everything that came out Arisu’s mouth was always mixed up beyond belief.

“So how’s treatment going, Arisu?” Simon asked.

“Oh, it’s cool!” she said. “I wear a white dress and I’m on happy pills in the morning and night. Some I have to take at night, because I fall asleep right after I take them. If I’m not sick, they let me play with the cats. Yeah, it’s like… being in a hazy Toyland on a good day. You know?” Sid looked at her as she had escaped from the funny farm. “This is the girl I’m supposed to f**k tonight?” he thought in slight worry. He looked over at his friends.

“That’s encouraging,” Simon said at last. Arisu became overjoyed.

“Oh thank you!” she called as she hugged him happily. “You’re so nice!”

“Right, right!” Simon said to her. Then, Arisu gave him a big kiss on the lips. She didn’t stop there. More kisses followed.

“Arisu!” Casper called out as she pulled her friend again. “Arisu! Arisu!” The hippie girl turned the Japanese girl to Sid.

“Sid’s going to be looking after you tonight!” Casper said. Arisu’s eyes lit up brightly.

“Oh, witty!” she called. “Wow!”

“And Sid has got a whole bag of drugs!” Simon added.

“Wow! That’s so nice!” Arisu called. “And I bet you won’t let me near anything sharp.” Sid looked around for a moment.

“No, no!” he said.

“Thank you!” she called as she hugged him tightly. Then, she let go of him smiling.

“/Hey!/” a voice called out to the crowd. Everyone looked up to see Nick and Cassie rushing over to them. They were walking as fast as they could. Simon smirked at him.

“/Nick! You bastard!/” he called out. The pair made it over to the crew.

“/That’s me!/” he said. “/Shawn and his new model are coming on the way as well./” Simon smiled at him.

“/Sweet!/” he said. “/He’s got another model?/”

“/Yep!” said Nick. Then, he pointed over at Cassie. “/This is Cassie by the way,/” he said. “/Girl who moved into the Wisteria house./”

“/Hi,/” she said.

“/Hi!/” the other said. Nick turned to Arisu.

“Hi Arisu,” he said.

“Hi!” she called back.

“All better I see,” he said. “How was the hospital stay?”

“Good!” she replied. “Sid’s going to take care of me tonight!”

“I see,” Nick replied. “Trying to get the boy to pop his cherry, huh?” he thought to Simon. The charming devil stepped forward.

“/Right, great!/” he said. “/Let’s go in and shift this ounce, yeah?/”

“/It’s three ounces,/” Sid cut in. “/I… got… three ounces,/” Simon looked at him for a moment. Then, Sid took out the drugs and showed them to him. Simon just looked at him again. Oh shite…

The crew all made it inside. Gabby opened the door. Simon smiled at her in a charming way.

“/Hi Gabby!/” he said. The girl smiled at him brightly.

“/Simon!/” she called. “/How lovely! These must be your friends!/” Casper looked at her confused.

“/Sorry?” she asked.

“/Yeah,/” he replied. “/This is Casper, Nick, Cassie, Arisu, and Sid./”

“/Super!/” Gabby called.

“Wow!” Arisu called as she rushed forward and hugged the rich schoolgirl. “You’re lovely!” Gabby was a little shocked by this. This was rather random.

“/Oh super!/” Gabby said.

“Where’s the bathroom?” Arisu asked. “I want to see the bathroom!”

“Through there,” the hostess said pointing to her right. Arisu rushed off that direction. Gabby turned back to the other guests.

“/Come in!/” she said.

“/Cheers!/” Casper said. Then, they all proceeded inside. Gabby led them into the living room. She paused and quickly turned around.

“/Oh!/” she said as she remembered something. “/Shoes! It’s the culture here, yeah? We’ve got to respect that. You know?/”

“/Fine, fine,/” Simon said. “/Sure./” Then, the guests began taking off their shoes and placing them near the doorway.

“/Fine,/” said Casper.

“/Yeah,/” Nick replied. Gabby looked and noticed Sid’s damaged and worn socks. She just burst into random laughter at the sight of them. She had to force himself to turn away.

“/Um, can I get you some punch?/” Gabby asked them. “/Um, I’m afraid you might not be used to this type. The mix came all the way from India./”

“/We’d love Indian punch!/” Simon replied. Gabby served them all kindly. Simon turned to his girlfriend.

“/Don’t we, Casper?/” he asked. She didn’t answer and just looked at him. The hippie took the punch without any questions.

“/Super,/” Casper said softly. They all drank quietly. After the punch, Gabby led her guesses further into the living room. She stepped forward to her other guests.

“/Everyone!/” she said aloud. “/This is Simon and his friends!/” Then, she turned to her new guest.

“/Simon,/” she said. “/This is Susan, Bill, Suki, Lynn, Dave, Tom, Sebastian, Jill, Tommy, Tish, and Pam!/”

“/Hi!/” the other guests called out. Gabby turned to Sid.

“/What was your name again?/” she asked him. The boy looked up quickly.

“/Sid!/” he said quickly.

“/Sid, is it?/” Gabby asked. “/Is that German or something?/”

“/No, I don’t think so,” the boy replied.

“/Hilda is German!/” the rich girl said. “/Hilda!/” A big German girl dressed in all black looked up at them. Sid looked one shocked.

“/She doesn’t speak English or Japanese,/” Gabby went on. “/But you can speak to her in French./” Sid looked at her confused. Then, Gabby spoke to the German girl in French like a socialite from Paris. More than likely, it was about Sid himself. Hilda took one good look at the English boy. Then, she smirked and said something back to her that was just as sharp as a double-edged samurai sword. She held up her pink finger as well. Both girls laughed. Sid looked around confused. Casper and Simon were mingling already. Nick just rolled his eyes just himself. Cassie was looking around of course.

“/She likes you,/” Gabby said to him. Sid smiled at that one.

“/Oh,/” he said. “/Cheers!/” Then, Hilda walked away smiling. Now, it was time for business.

“/Gabby,/” Simon spoke up. “/We were wondering… uh… wondering if your friends would like a little treat or something?/” Gabby looked at him for a moment.

“/A treat?/” she asked.

“/You know,/” Simon replied. “/The good stuff!/” He mimicked smoking a joint.

“/Oh!/” Gabby said. “/Yeah, that would be so cool and all!/” Sid looked up happily.

“/Great!/” said Simon. “/Because we’ve got some really great stuff!/”

“/But,/” Gabby cut in. “/We can’t smoke anything in the house./”

“/The house?/” Simon asked.

“/Yes,/” Gabby answered. “/Our maid has asthma and she gets really sick with cigarette smoke. And plus, mummy is very strict on odors in the house./” Sid dropped his head down in defeat. Simon looked on a little disappointed.

“/That’s too bad,/” he said. Then, the intercom came on loudly. Everyone looked up quickly.

“/What’s up all?” the DJ asked. “/This is DJ Mike with you! And we’re going to rock this house out, yeah?”

“/Yeah!!!/” the crowd said.

“/So let’s rock it with jam and party down!/” the DJ said. Then, he turned on the music. Some “I Like to Move it” by Reel 2 Real came on and everyone started dancing. Sid, Nick, and Casper looked around like they had all lost their minds. Cassie just stared on. Simon had struck out tonight.

“/Isn’t that something?/” he asked his mates. Nick just glared at him. “/I’m going to kill you later, you big dummy!/” his eyes seemed to say.

“/Right!/” Casper said trying to humor him. Then, Gabby walked over to the couple.

“/Come on, Simon!/” she called out. “/Join us!/” Then, she went back to the crowd and danced. Casper took off her jacket.

“/Whatever,/” she said. Then, the hippie went out into the crowd and danced as well. Simon took off his jacket too. Sid looked around for a moment. He was watching Casper dance. She looked great in her black and white Jackie O-inspired party dress. The make-up and hair was just as hot as well! The dancing was really sexy too. Simon dancing with her made it even hotter. He wanted to join in so much. But that was just it. Sid couldn’t. Casper only had eyes for Simon. They even looked like the perfect fit. Meanwhile, Cassie came over to Nick and sat down. She was amused by the shining lights.

“/Why aren’t you out there dancing?/” Cassie asked him. Nick just snorted.

“/I don’t dance at parties!/” he hissed. “/I just drink and get high!/”

“/I see!/” the new girl said. Cassie looked at Sid, Casper, and Simon.

“/That Sid boy seems to really like Casper!” she remarked. Simon snorted again.

“/Ha!/” he said. “/He just wants what he can’t have!/”

“/Oh,/” Cassie said. They kept on watching. Sid turned away and headed into the downstairs bathroom. He walked inside and looked around.

“Hello?” he asked aloud. Arisu paused from the medicine cabinet and turned around.

“Oh hi!” she said. The Japanese girl looked all around again. “This is so, so wicked!” she called out. “She’s got so many pills! Look at it all! Wow!”

“Right,” he said. “Are you trying to cut yourself again?” Arisu turned back to him again.

“Oh no!” she said. “You mustn’t do it! Just arrange stuff!” She keeps on doing so with the pills. Sid looked at her work. That girl was really busy tonight.

“I haven’t gotten them all organized at all,” she said. Sid still looked around nervously. This girl was a fanatic. She then fixed the last bottle.

“There,” Arisu said. “That’s it! *Giggle* I don’t feel sad now!”

“Cool,” Sid said at last. There was a moment of silence. Arisu smiled at him again.

“So, you going to f**k me later?” she asked him cheerfully. Sid looked up quickly at that question.

“Pardon?” he asked.

“You know,” Arisu said. “Like Casper said!” Sid looked around a bit.

“She said that?” he asked.

“Oh yes!” Arisu said. Sid sighed out in stressed.

“Look, I’ve got all of this f*****g weed!” he said. “You want a hit or something?”

“No,” she said. “I can’t have any. It messes with my meds and makes me depressed.” Sid looked up for a moment.

“Oh, I don’t mind,” he said.

“I do,” she said. The English boy paused.

“Sorry,” he said. There was another pause. Sid then gently leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Arisu smiled at that.

“Oh,” she said being flushed. “Well… You can keep me company. Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Sid agreed. Meanwhile outside, the people were still dancing. Nick and Cassie were still watching the people do so.

Downtown Tokyo, Shuichi, Emma, Lexie, Ando, and Lucas were in a gay bar out a gay night out. It was all Lexie’s idea really. She wanted to get Shuichi to make some gay friends. So far, that was looking like disappointment tonight. There weren’t many people there, the food wasn’t that great, and the only thing exciting to do was karaoke. The only thing good tonight was the sake. (Lexie had some ginger ale. She can’t have any alcohol; she gets sick from it too easily.) The crew was looking very bored.

“#Jesus!#” Emma called. “#As far as gay nights go, this is not that big!#”

“+Sorry guys,+” Lexie said. “+I just wanted Shuichi to make some gay friends as well. You know?+”

“+I appreciate the gesture,+” he said. “+But…+” Lexie just sighed. There was a moment of silence.

“I’m definitely not turning gay!” Ando declared.

“#Me either!#” Emma said. Lexie looked at the two men at the karaoke. They looked like the loser slacker type with no jobs at all.

“+Well, it could be a lot of fun!+” she tried again. “+They had the Tokyo All Boy’s Dance team here last week!+” No reply.

“+What a blast!+” she called. That didn’t work at all. Emma finished her drink. She sat it down on the table.

“#Well,#” she said as she got up. “#I just have to imagine that!#”

“+Where are you going?+” Shuichi asked aloud. The Aussie turned back to him grinning.

“#To that party!#” she called.

“+Naw,+” Lexie said.

“#Look, it’s posh kids! Every one’s going to be there!#” Emma reasoned. “#All of the boys are gay or bi!#” (Okay, it was lie. But, Emma was desperate to take time with them for some better action by this point!) That could Lexie and Shuichi interests.

“Yeah?” Shuichi asked. Emma nodded.

“Are the girls gay too?” Ando asked. The Aussie paused for a short moment.

“#Everyone’s gay!#” she yelled. Everyone looked on happy. Emma was overjoyed at her work.

“#Now, let’s get the f**k out of here!#” she called. Everyone left in a rush.

Meanwhile, the party was still going on. Morning was slowly coming. Shuichi, Emma, Ando, Lexie, and Lucas met up with Shawn and his new model, Nicole, and walked over to Gabby’s house.

“This is the place?” Shuichi asked.

“Yep!” Shawn replied. “I think we found it!”

“+Double posh!+” Lucas said.

“And it only to five buses, four hours, and two bottles of sake!” Ando summed up. Inside, the party was still kicking. The boys and girls all looked around the place. Emma swiped a couple of IPhones and put them in her backpack. They all headed into the living room. Ando helped himself to one of the half-empty punch cups.

Casper and Simon were still dancing on the dance floor. Shuichi, Emma, Ando, Lexie, Lucas, Shawn, and Nicole found the couple.

“#Simon!#” Emma yelled out. “#Changed our minds, man! The crazy bitch is here!#” Then, she took off her jacket, hat and shirt and the crew pounced on them in a rush. Casper yelped out loud.

Meanwhile outside, Arisu and Sid were on the trampoline. Arisu was jumping up and down having blast. Sid watched her as he smoked another cig.

“Arisu!” he said to her. “You okay?” The Japanese flopped backwards laughing.

“Come up here with me!” she called. “You got to got to bounce! Whew!” Sid looked at her for a moment. He threw aside his cigarette.

Meanwhile inside, the party was getting really wild. Gabby tried to get it back under control, but Ando kept trying to molest her in the process. The boys were cheerfully aloud as well. Emma pulled down her skirt when Gabby was yelling at her to take off her shoes. The boys were really happy then. A fight broke out as well. Even Hilda was happy at the action. She took off her shirt and kissed on Shawn. Outside, Sid was jumping on the trampoline as Arisu was lying down. He nearly fell over and on top of the girl. Arisu reached up and kissed him on the lips. The English boy seemed to enjoy it so much. They slowly pulled away.

“It’s no good though, Sid,” she said.

“Huh?” he asked as Arisu was playing with his hoodie.

“Is it?” she asked.

“What?” he asked. “What is?”

“You like me,” Arisu explained.

“Uh…” he said. “Sure,”

“But, you really love Casper!” she said lightly tapping him on the nose. Sid lied down beside of her sighing in stress.

“It shows?” he asked.

“F*****g right it shows!” Arisu called. “Anyway, she told me!” Sid looked at her again.

“She told you?” he asked. Arisu smiled at him.

“Aw, f**k!” her crush mumbled to himself.

“She said, Simon doesn’t lover her properly,” the Japanese girl pressed one. “Like you do. And it’s too f****e up, because she totally loves him and she thinks you’re sweet.”

“Sweet?” Sid asked. “She’s thinks I’m sweet!” He sighed again. “I’m in so much shite!” Arisu lightly held his hand.

“No, you’re not,” she said. The girl sighed.

“No?” he asked. “I mean what would you do if everything was just so f****d up and you just don’t know what to do?” Arisu smiled at him softly.

“I’d keep swallowing pills until they take me to the hospital,” she said. There was a moment of silence. Arisu breathed in again. She looked up at the sky.

“Look at those clouds!” she called out. “Wow!” Sid looked up for a moment and then looked at her. Then, he looked at the sky again. Arisu slowly shut her eyes as if going to sleep.

“You want to do it with me now?” she asked. Sid looked over at her again.

“Huh?” he asked.

“I won’t mind,” Arisu spoke again. “But you’ll have to be quick,” Sid looked at her confused.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because,” she answered. “I told a shit load of pills earlier.” Sid at up at those words lighting fast.

“Pills?” he asked. “What kind of pills?”

“Oh you know,” Arisu said in a tired voice. “Just pills.” A smile came across her face as she said no matter.

“Arisu!” Sid called to her. No answer. He began shaking her.

“Arisu!” he called again. She still didn’t answer. He looked around in a panic.

“Oh,” the English boy said. “Oh f**k!” So, he got up and dragged the out-cold girl off of the trampoline. This was real shit now!

Inside, everyone was still partying. Actually, more fighting than partying by this point Lexie was getting beaten up by three prep girls. Sid walked in slowly with Arisu on his shoulders. Casper hurried over to him.

“/Shite! Sid!/” she called. “/What happened to her?!?/” Everyone hurried over to Sid and Arisu. Emma mumbled something incoherent as Simon was dragging her away.

“/Shuichi, Ando! Come on!/” he yelled out. They all quickly ran out of the house. The Aussie was holding her clothes in her hands.

“#Good party!#” Emma remarked.

“/Guys, can we get going in case Arisu is dying or something?/” Sid asked as he set her on the green grass slowly. Hilda ran out to the crew.

“/They had an all-night walk in at the city hospital,/” Casper spoke up. “/That’s where we normally take her./”

“/That’s miles away!/” Simon called. Hilda blew a kiss at Ando.

“I think she likes you, Ando!” Shuichi said to him. The boy smiled.

“Safe!” he said. “Yes, but…we have no bus or taxi, we are stuck. Yeah?” Then, Hilda held up some car keys and waved them around.

“We steal car and then me f**k Japanese boy, yes?” she asked. Ando nodded at that one. Anything to save Arisu by this point.

“Yes!” he said aloud. The car ripped through the streets rushing to the hospital. It was literally a race against time. Simon was driving as fast as he could. His friends were all yelling at him to hurry.

“/I’m driving as fast as I can! But this thing is crap!/” he yelled out. Casper had Arisu cradled in her lap. Ando and Hilda were making out in the back seat.

“It’s a f*****g old model, Simon!” Shuichi yelled at him. The English boy swiveled to miss a van coming towards them. They all kept screaming out as Simon was driving as fast as he could to the hospital. Time began to tick even faster.

“/She’s not breathing!/” Casper screamed out. Simon sighed out stressed. This was not good at all.

“/There it is!/” the hippie yelled out as she pointed to the hospital. Simon pulled in front of the entry doors.

“/Okay, quick!/” he said “/Get her inside!/”

“Yeah, but what do we tell them?” Ando asked.

“/I don’t know,/” the alpha male replied. “/Improvise! Go on, we got the stash in the car!/” Right then, Arisu came to and sat up. Simon didn’t notice and got stressed.

“/Come on, what are you waiting for--?/” he asked aloud as he turned around to the back. He was surprised to see Arisu alive and well again. She smiled at them brightly.

“Oh,” she said. “What a strange and lovely dream. Wow!” Everyone relaxed. The crisis was over, for now anyway. Simon drove everyone to the park. Ando got out of the car to take a leak. Arisu leaned out the window smiling. The alpha male turned to his mate.

“/Get it out!/” he ordered. “/We can at least have a couple of joints before you are taken out in the bollocks,/” Sid got the weed out and looked at his friend.

“/Oh nice!/” he called. “/Thanks, Simon!/”

“/Relax,/” Simon replied. “/We’ll sell it tomorrow!/” Sid looked up at him quickly.

“/Where?!?/” he snapped.

“/We just will,/” Simon answered.

“I like the boats,” Arisu said aloud to no one in particular. “They just go places. Like to the sea and everything.” A tour boat was sailing by along the river. Today was very peaceful. Everyone was just in a quiet mood at the moment. Simon looked out the window.

“/You okay, Ando?/” he asked. The Japanese boy was still at the tree trying to take a piss.

“Shut up!” he yelled. “I can’t f*****g pee if you’re looking!” Everyone was still watching him. There was a moment of silence.

“You’re looking, aren’t you?” he asked aloud.

“No!” the others called. Then, they all faced forward. Ando was finally reliving himself.

“/Whose got any paper?/” Shawn asked.

“/Aw me,/” Simon replied. Then, he began looking around on him.

“/Are you sure you have any?/” Casper asked.

“/Stop worrying!/” Simon remarked. “/Had enough screwovers today!/”

“/You put them in your back pocket!/” Sid called.

“/When?/” he asked.

“/Come here,/” Sid said. Then, he buckled himself and reached over to help his friend get the wrapping paper for the pot. But unfortunately, Sid put the car in drive and the station wagon rolled straight forward into the water!

“/Got it!/” Sid called.

“/SIMON!!!/” Casper screamed out as they headed into the water. “/SIMON, DO SOMETHING!!!” But, it was too later. The car fell straight into the water! Ando turned around when he heard the splash and ran straight to the edge.

“Oh f**k! Oh f**k!” he yelled out as the car sank all the way to the bottom. Ando looked on in a panic. He waited for any life to resurface. This looked pretty bad! (But me being a merciful writer, I wouldn’t kill them off in the pilot, now would I?) But then, Casper swam back up to the top.

“/Oh my god!!!/” she screamed out. One by one, they all swam back up to the surface again. They all were coughing and gasping for air.

“/SIMON!!!/” Casper screamed out. Her boyfriend just panted at first.

“/Could have been worse,/” he said. “/Don’t you think?/” But, it did. Sid looked around quickly. He swore to himself under his breath.

“/The dope’s gone!!!/” he yelled out.

“/At least we got our health!/” Cassie called as she swam around in the cold water. “/That’s the important thing!/”

“/Shut up!/” Nick hissed.

Everyone except Ando of course walked home in cold and wet silence. They all had enough adventure for one day. Sid took off his hat and rung it out. The dope resurfaced from the water.

Simon’s neighbor across the street began her daily strip show as usual. She opened the blinds and looked out. This time, the blinds across the street were closed. The woman looked out as she dried her hair.

“/For god’s sake!/” her English husband yelled out as he sat up in bed. “/What are you doing, Suki? Why do you have to get up so early?/” Suki just smiled to herself tenderly.

“Just getting ready, dear,” she said. “Just getting ready!”

“/Anyone would think that you wanted the neighbors to see you!/” the husband said. “/Do you heard me, woman?/” Suki turned to him smiling.

“Yes, darling!” she said. Then, she came away from the window and back into the room. On the other side, Simon and Sid were both in Simon’s bed. Simon yawned aloud.

“/Simon,/” Sid called to his friend.

“/Yeah Sid?/” he asked.

“/Emma and that German girl,/” his friend spoke up as he turned to his friend. “/They got out at that hospital, right? I mean, they got out before the harbor, yeah?/” Simon thought about that for a second. Then he turned to his friend.

“/Yeah,/” he said pretty sure. Sid turned back to the ceiling.

“/Yeah,/” he said. There was a moment of silence. Simon turned back to the ceiling.

“/You still a virgin, then?/” he asked his friend.

“/Yeah./” Sid answered. Just another wild day with this lot.


[1] Pants are underwear in the British English language

[2] Answer Phone is voice mail or answering machine in England.

[3] Mobile is a cell phone to the English

[4] Wanking is jerking off to the English

[5] Trainers are sneakers to the Brits

[6] Cheers=Thanks

[7] Holiday=Vacation to English

[8] Having a naughty=Sex in Australian

[9] Chatting up= hitting on/pick up to the Brits

[10] Bloke=Guy to the English


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