(A/N): This book is up to 2k... *screams*

Disclaimer: Tuesdays suck.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Your POV

Your alarm clock suddenly blared a loud and annoying ring in your room, making you groan as your hand blindly searched for the OFF button with your head buried in your oh-so-soft pillow. You were close to smashing the small machine to smithereens when you finally turned the alarm clock off, sighing as you stood up on your bed. Your bed sheets crumpled up and swished against each other as you scanned your bed, searching for the familiar sight of a [P/C] ball of fur curled up cozily on your bed.

Instead, you were met with the dead sheets of your bed. No [P/N] here.

Feeling more lonely than discouraged by the absence of [P/N]'s presence, you started getting ready for school, knowing that you couldn't do anything about it.

After all, [P/N]'s a wild animal...

---

Surprisingly, you didn't run into the troublesome sextuplets right away. You didn't run into them in first period. You didn't run into them in second period. You didn't run into them in third period. You didn't run into them in fourth period. At lunchtime, however, they all immediately showed up outside, waiting for you.

"This is definitely better than the noisy cafeteria we have to eat in!" Osomatsu exclaimed as he took an overview of the place.

"Agreed." Choromatsu shortly replied as he licks his thumb, turning the page of the textbook he was reading while sitting on one of the seats of the bleacher.

"Aww, don't be like that Choro~ You should take your nose out of your books once in a while and smell the roses for once!" Osomatsu laughed as he purposely annoys Choromatsu by ruffling up his hair into a scruffy mess.

"Hey!" Choromatsu yelled out loud as he momentarily puts his textbook face-down on the bleachers and hastily tries to fix his hair to his usual neat hairstyle, only to grumble in frustration, realizing that he needs a comb to properly fix it.

"Cheer up Choromatsu!" Osomatsu suggested as he rubbed the underside of his nose with his index finger, bashfully closing one of his eyes, trying to look innocent.

"I swear that I'm going kill you one day..." In a bad mood, he huffed as he did the one thing he did best, reading. Osomatsu only grins in victory, making you assume that this was normal to the extent that there might be some invisible tally score counting up in their heads.

Those two are definitely close.

You then focused your attention on the next pair, only to sweatdrop a bit.

Todomatsu was just texting away his thumbs on his phone as uh...Koramatsu just awkwardly stood there, with a pair of shades on with a random smug looking smirk present. (A/N: I'm sorry Karamatsu...)

As far as you can tell, Konomatsu didn't make any snarky or witty remark to get that smirk on his face, so it creeped you out. Todomatsu seems to just let him be there as he madly texts and smashes the buttons with his thumbs. His brother is right there, in front of him, yet he manages to ignore him. Then again, you can't even remember his name...

"Hey, Karamatsu. What painful sins did you do recently?" A.K.A. 'how's your day' when translated from brother talk.

You then shifted your focus on the last pair, definitely seeing a contrast of different personalities blending together to make some weird yellow/purple solution, or whatever color you get from mixing yellow and purple. But it suits the two, you guessed while Jyushimatsu practiced baseball again.

"345! 346!" Jyushimatsu yelled out as he hustled his mus-ergh! I mean, as he swung his bat rapidly with his abnormal strength and speed, the rest pretty much ignoring his loud count. Dang, his catchphrase is super catchy...

Ichimatsu, being the supposed loner of the group, just sits in a seat far away from the majority of the group, only to get you to smile a bit when you realized the seat was close to Jyushimatsu. All the brothers had their own special way of looking out for the other, even if some are more comedic and cruel than others.

---

What a mess. Lunch being over, the sextuplets returned to their original classes, you being alone again as you look at your grades, confused by the red marks covering your paper. This paper was an assignment for Foreign Language, with you writing in English about the assigned topic.

You were sure you had this assignment figured out, but with these marks highlighting out the grammar and spelling of your paper, you definitely needed to study more this week. The scary part was when your parents would find out about this grade.

Shivering a bit, you prayed that someone would hit you in the head, somehow getting weird powers that can help you out in English.

---

So you didn't get in some freak accident and ended up at the hospital, thankfully, but you returned home after school, exhausted and slightly less confident as you looked over your grades. The rest were fine, but Foreign Language urked you a bit. Having the need to check over your mistakes for future reference, you stayed up till late to get the words on your head.

You kinda hate today. I mean, your cat abandoned you, you now have to review your boring paper, last Tuesday was the day you were humiliated by your teacher just because you were eager to get out of there. Honestly, Tuesdays are not your strong days.

What you didn't know was that a familiar figure was outside your house, looking at the lone light illuminating from your window, wondering why you're awake.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(A/N): I honestly wanted to post this on a Tuesday, but you guys would just riot if I did that. So instead, this will be posted on a Friday XD
10/21/16