C6 You make him an angry person

Zedekiah's standpoint

"Wait, what?!" I shrieked with shock. "You can't possibly be serious, you can't."

"I am, except you want to fail..."

"Yes," we both said simultaneously and then glared at each other.

"And what about me?" Odin asked. "I don't want to fail, my dad would kill me!"

"And so? One death isn't the end of the world," I said with a scowl.

"Have you met my father?" He gasped. "We are working together whether you both like it or not."

"Definitely not, and you can't make me." Witch said firmly.

"Oh yes I can," Odin growled with his authority tone. He barely uses it but when he does, no one can turn him down. I do, but not every time. For this, I had a reason to.

"Oh yeah, make me," we said simultaneously.

"Rosita, you are going to work with me so I won't fail. I don't care what issues you both have. It's either you do it or I make sure you fail the entire year..."

"Who cares," she scoffed. She folded her arms stubbornly.

"Zed, you don't want me blabbing out that thing, do you?" He asked with a smirk. I looked at him confusedly. He looked me deep in the eyes, conversing a silent message to me. "Agree and convince her because I know you can. It's either you do or I'm telling the world you two are betrothed to each other and also, I'll post that video of you from last year Halloween."

"Seriously, blackmailing now?" I groaned. "I thought you were better than that..."

"Tell me," Odin and I screamed from her sudden appearance. She rolled her eyes and looked at Odin. "Tell me what you have on him and I'll work with you, even endure him." My eyes widened.

"Odin, don't you dare," I said with despair. Odin grinned. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered something. She frowned and glared at me.

"You told him," she said coldly, her words spitting out like a hissing venomous snake.

"Unlike you, I have friends who I talk to. It's not my fault you are born to die lonely." Oh wow, really, Zed?

Odin snorted. "You only told me because you were drunk, you don't even talk to anyone. You are both dying alone with "Lonely Fool" written on your headstones."

"Hey," she shouted. "You can't compare me with this idiot," she pointed accusingly at me. "He tried to kill me!"

"Only because you tried it first," I defended.

"No, I didn't. You were already killing me with your existence so I decided to help you end your miserable life. How is that a bad thing?" She scoffed again. Odin looked between us with amusement.

"Your life is more miserable than mine, princess," I mocked.

"Better than yours, pauper,"

"I am an idol, what have you been doing with your life?" I taunted.

"You call leaping around on stages like a crippled leg frog, singing with your nonexistent voice while swinging your hair and trying to act cool something? Oh puh-lease, I've seen a lot of bad singers with much more horrible faces but you beat them all." Her insult brought a murmur. Everyone was speaking out their disagreement, my fan girls. I smirked at her.

"They don't think so,"

"It takes idiots to enjoy something done by a bigger idiot," she said boldly, glaring at every single person.

"I can't believe her! She's so mean!"

"How dare she!"

"She insulted us and Zed Senpai,"

"Whatever, that doesn't change anything. We are not working..."

"Zed, the video," Odin reminded me. I whimpered and sank into the chair.

"Do I have to?" I asked with despair. He gave me a look. I sighed and looked at her. "It's either you agree and kill ourselves in the end, or someone will be calling you Roe Roe soon." Her eyes widened with alarm.

"You wouldn't,"

"Try me, I dare you." I challenged. We maintained a fierce eye showdown for over a minute before she screamed with frustration and yanked her hair.

"I hate you, Grimshaw, I so fucking hate you!" She yelled with English.

"Back at ya, D..."

"Don't even think about it," she warned. She turned to Odin. "Fine, you win. I'll work with this...this...this..." She said while pointing her long nail at me.

"Flat chested ugly open-brained moron?" Darra completed. I shot him a dirty look.

"Thank you guy with the yellow hair? Really, yellow? You look like a walking banana,"

"I know," Darra winked at her. She smiled and rolled her eyes to amused Sensei.

"Can we at least get another story? One that doesn't have to do with romance? Please?"

"Yes, give us one that has to deal with a poor miserable girl who lived all her life in sorrow, got raped, beaten, got pregnant, lost the baby and then died. Misery ended. We can call it Withered Rose or Rose of Agony." I said with a wide grin.

"Why you..." Odin caught her before she launched herself at me and scratch my face off. His hands held her waist tight so she won't get to me. "Let me have em!" She screamed as she tried to get away from him and get to me. I was laughing at her struggles with delight.

"Okay, okay, enough. You two really need to get along. Endou-sensei, please, can we choose any subject? I promise it won't be anything they want." Odin pleaded.

"Why not the story of the girl who went to a graveyard to visit her dead family only to be caught by a sexy vampire and have her blood sucked out of her and then she died to be awaken as a vampire to serve the sexy vampire for the rest of her life?" I suggested.

"Yes," Rosita agreed, "and then at the end, the vampirina broke free and thrust a stake into the vampire's heart, ripped it out and fried it. That'll be a nice ending." She said with mock excitement.

"Can I still change partners, please," Odin begged. Sensei laughed.

"Good luck with them. I permit your short story to be anything you choose, even if it's about death. As long as you submit something."

"Yes! We can write about a boy who loves singing and dancing then became a singer. One day on stage, he lost his voice. The shock made him break his legs and then his teeth and hair falls off. That's a nice story, huh Odin?"

"This is going to be a very, very long two weeks." Odin sighed.

Rosita's standpoint

I knew I should have killed him when I had the chance. I tried but I failed. Should have tried harder. Currently we were at the same table at the cafeteria and arguing over Odin's head. The guy was holding his head as he whimpered but we didn't care. I've lost count of the words we threw at each other. And to make sure no one heard it, we were both speaking Czech and mixing it up with Swedish and Arabic. The way we mixed it up, no one would understand. I'm pretty sure they can't speak Arabic or even Swedish.

Yes, Zed could unfortunately speak five languages fluently: Japanese, Chinese, Russian, English and Arabic. And he can speak, Czech, Swedish, French and Spanish enough and understand two he can't speak. He wasn't like me, but that didn't mean I didn't hate the fact. We also knew how to talk in a way no one would understand. Somehow, we created some kind of slang talking by skillfully mixing up languages in a way only us understood. Trust me, I still don't know how we vibe at the same frequent. It's annoying and makes our parents think we are really meant to be.

"For the unfortunate hundred time, there is no us!" I screamed and yanked my hair. "What is wrong with you?!"

"Me? Tell that to your gold-digger father who won't stop throwing you at my father. If I need a whore, I know where to get them plenty!" I reached forward across Odin's head and slapped him. It caused a really loud gasp. His face remained bent to the side. His foolish guards walked forward quick but Odin raised his hand.

"Stay out of their fight," he warned them.

"Don't you ever call me a whore again. God knows I rather be dead than spend the rest of my life with you!" I shouted with our mixed language. He turned his face and flipped his hair.

"Tch, you are a whore, deal with it. Even if you aren't, your father already pass you out as one."

"That's it!" I roared. I wanted to take off off my jacket and tie it around my waist, but then I remembered that everyone would be able to see the tattoo of a rose on my right arm and the green stem wrapping around it to my forearm where it wrote "Ultimate Heir" with our secret code. My left arm had a much more scarier tattoo.

"Calm down, Rosita. Use your words, not your swords. Come on Rosita, don't let him get to you." What would I do without my Romi who is always in my ear. So far, Zed had made my staying low more worse.

I inhaled and smirked. "You are a fool, always have, always will be. Me? A whore? You are talking to the girl who shot you with a gun and planted a bomb in your car. Come on, Zeddick, try something that actually hits a nice spot. Look at it this way," I placed my hands on my hips, "even if I am a whore, you're the last dick I'll ever suck. Give me a dynamite, any explosive, I will gladly suck it to death than be with you. The mere thought of it makes me wanna puke allover your stupid face." He glared murderously at me.

"You are the worse female to walk this earth," he said as he grabbed his phones.

"Keep walking, cockroach,"

"Bitch," he cursed as he walked away.

"Scream it louder, baby. I'm a bitch and you're a dick," I called after him. Many of the students choked on their foods and drinks. He gave me his middle finger. It wasn't any use answering him, he wasn't looking. I threw myself down on the chair with a loud puff.

"Now I'm really starting to believe this is a bad idea," Odin said with a funny smile. "Sure you don't want me to buy the casket in advance?"

"Make his old," I said with a frown.

"Nay, he deserves a golden casket," he said playfully. I gasped outrageously and placed my hand on my chest.

"It's like I don't know you anymore. How could you say that to me? That's just being unfair." I said dramatically.

"Honey, look at it this way: he gets a casket and you get to walk the earth, isn't that better?"

I grinned. I totally grinned at the stranger. "So you believe in my victory?" I asked excitedly. "You know I will win?" He nodded.

"It's actually nice to meet someone who can rile him up a bit, make him show an emotion other than boredom, tiredness, carefreeness and unfriendliness."

I scowled. "are you trying to say I make him a better person?"

"You make him an angry person," he laughed.