That morning, I got up before her, feeling like hell in a hand basket. (A saying my mom would always say.) I held my phone over the trash and snapped my it in half. I wouldn’t have her calling me a liar, nor do I want to carry on being Sai at the moment. (A moment later, I regretted not writing down numbers and such, but then if you think about it…)
I’d have to either tell her the truth, or lie to her even more. (Probably the latter one…) I tossed it and sat down at the table and sighed, head in my hands. Nii-chan was drinking coffee by a counter, and cautiously watching me (Like a tiger starved for weeks and there was still no food around), just in case. Sora came over to Nii-chan and delicately kissed him like he was the one who was pissed, and mumbled “good morning.” He gently kissed him back and mumbled the same, eying me in case for some reason, it angered me. I got up and quietly went upstairs, and my aura with it. I could tell it was choking them and making them feel awkward to be around me; I knew it was. I quietly sat down at the edge of the bed and stroked her hair whilst she slept.
She looked exhausted; she was still in her dress, and it would probably be wrinkled once she got up. Her eyes were rimmed red, (no make up was running because she didn’t wear any, yet alone need any) but she still looked beautiful… I gently kissed her forehead, and she woke up and jumped in the same instant and looked over at me. I just stared, not moving. She sat up slowly and looked around my room. She saw the broken box I had thrown at the wall, and she made a face like she was about to cry. I pulled her closer by the back of her head and kissed her forehead.
I felt her eyes close and her eyelashes brush against my cheek.
It reminded me of butterfly kisses I would give my mom when I was little: How I’d bat my eyelashes against her cheek, and she’d do the same for mine, which would result in me giggling.
I closed my eyes and let my gentle kisses trail down to her cheek, then I hugged her and batted my eyelashes, making me give her butterfly kisses.
Light, delicate, fragile, kisses. I felt her gently grip the back of my shirt. I sighed and sat down next to her.
“…You hungry?” She nodded, eyeing my floor. “What do you want…?” She shook her head. “…Whatever…” I stood up and went to my door. “You know, you look really pretty in that…” I said, then quickly left.
I decided to vamp up so waffles for her. She did say whatever. I heated her up two of them, and if she wanted more, I’d just get her more. Simple as that. I sliced some strawberries and put them on there for her. I went upstairs, and she hadn’t moved from her spot on the bed. I handed them to her. “Do you want anything else on them?” She shook her head and daintily started eating like a princess. I looked away and spotted my broken mess. I went back downstairs to get the dustpan before it ended up in my foot. I cleaned it up while the only noise between me and Tereya was the slight sweeping noise of me cleaning and the slight clanking of silverware as she ate. I heard the doorbell ring. I tossed the broken glass into a small plastic bag and then put it into the kitchen garbage. I hated when I took the trash out and there was a piece of something sticking out and just itching to slice my leg open. “Nee, Uru, Mom and dad are home.” My ears perked up. “…What?”
“Mom and dad are home.” My eyes wandered up to the ceiling, where my room was, where Tereya was. I just sighed and tromped upstairs. She was just sitting there, staring blankly at the empty plate. “My parents are home.” I simply told her. She just looked up at me. “I want to go home… Take me home.” She said, her voice seemingly neutral, but I could hear it discreetly shaking. I nodded. “Okay.” She stood up, and in doing so, her pride seemed to come back. “I’ll be back because I’d like to talk to your parents, but I’d like to change first.” She said, gesturing to her outfit. I just nodded and started stripping in front of her to change. She glanced away face red. “Wh-What are you-”
“When we first met you got all pissy because I hid under the covers and changed. Remember?” She stared at the floor, gripping the rim of her dress nervously.
Right now, I didn’t care. I took off my underwear, bra, everything, THEN looked for clothes and got dressed. The entire time, her face was heated, her ears were down, and her tail was tucked in between her legs a she glanced in the opposed direction. I turned to her once I was dressed. I had on jeans with a purple, skirt that layered and frilled at the ends over them, and a shirt that was the same shade of purple, but had a built in thermal. “Alright, let’s go.” Her cheeks were as red as the strawberries I had given her. She nodded and followed me out the door. “Hi, Urusai!” Mom greeted me. “Hi mom. I’ll be back.” She tipped her head, seeing as she had just got back and I was leaving, then saw Tereya and nodded with understanding. “Oh, so your to good for your old man? I don’t even get a hello?” I stopped and let a smile wiggle it’s way onto my face. I went over and hugged him, my face buried into his chest. He rubbed my back and mumbled into my ear. “You okay?” I swear he had radar specifically for when I was upset. I shook my head. “We’ll talk later. I promise, okay?” I mumbled back. He nodded at let me go. As much as I love my mother, I got along best with my father. He ruffled my hair, laughed at me and how crazy I looked, then smoothed it out.
Mom said one of the things she loved best about dad was his brilliant hands. They were so big and warm and strong.
I understood that. When I was little, I loved it when my dad would let me sit on his lap and pet me while he talked with mom, or watched the television, or whenever else I could sit on his lap.
It was the one thing in this messed up world, that even now, I know are safe and sure.
I walked out of my house with Tereya following close behind. I had handed her a spare coat, and she simply draped it over her shoulders, while I put mine on. We went to the garage, and I got into the car’s driver’s seat, she got into the back. I eyed her funny. You think a spoiled-rotten princess would want to sit in the front. “There’s more space back here is all…” She mumbled. I Must have been staring to hard…
I started the car and we drove in silence. I decided to play my cd- then I was so glad we were at a red light. I hit my head so hard on the steering wheel and left it there, it beeped for about the entire red light.
…
…
…I had left my cd.
Dear god she had better not find out and use it as a Cinderella thing… FUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!
“What?” She asked simply. I shook my head. “Nothing. Just left my cd in the house. Thought it was in the car.” She raised an eyebrow. “Meaning I don’t know where it is. It’s one of my favorites is all.” She just nodded, then looked out of the window. “I hate when that happens…” She mumbled.
Wait- was she agreeing with me? Holy Sh-”So… um… Are you feeling better, now that you got to yell at me?” I looked back at her, then quickly looked back at the road. “No. Because I know I’m just going to regret it…” She leaned forward. “How so? What do you think I’m going to do?” I shrugged. “Tell. Screw me over ten times, then burry me six.” Her laugh sounded like a sneeze. “Funny. And yeah. But really… It would help if you used that brain of yours sometimes.” Another red light. “Well, I don’t use it because I don’t know what I’m supposed to be thinking of because SOMEONE won’t tell me, so there’s no need.” She rolled her eyes. “Your so stupid.” She huffed, leaning back. “By the way, did you really break your phone?” Green light. “Did you NOT see the broken glass? Phones aren’t that hard to bust.” She nodded. “Uh-huh… So, you don’t have Sai’s number?” I almost slammed on the breaks. “No. I don’t.” I said simply through gritted teeth. She pouted slightly. “Alright, Hime-sama. Stop wining. What happened anyway that made you come over to MY house of all places.” She looked out of the window again. “He… Well…”
I looked in the rearview mirror to look at her.
“He didn’t ditch me or anything… and wait- WHY am I telling this to you?”
“Because you came over to MY house, dearest.”
“Don’t call me that!” She said, sounding disgusted. “Fine, whatever…”
It was quiet, meaning she wasn’t going to continue, meaning in turn, I would have to prompt her to. “So, he ditched you, but you swear up and down he didn’t?”
“I’m really gonna choke you and get you into a wreck. No he didn’t. He just didn’t want to show me his face, so he left…”
“Maybe he was ugly. You ever think of that?” I felt her smack the back of my head. “Not with eyes like that he isn’t.” I was glad she didn’t sit in the front. I felt my face tint magenta. I turned on the radio so it wouldn’t be so awkwardly quiet.
“Oh… Unmei No Hito… I haven’t heard this in forever…” She mumbled.
“It’s pretty.” I replied. “Yeah… I like all of Fujita Maiko’s songs. The first one I had heard by her was called Mizufuusen. I went to this festival when I was little and they had it playing.”
…I remember that…
It was over one of the breaks… She had hauled me out of the house to go. I didn’t want to because I was a big baby, but seeing her in a yukata… I melted and caved. I went, and she made me enjoy going out…
“MUTT!” I slammed on the breaks. “What?!” I whipped around. “You missed the turn and you were ignoring me!”
I sighed/grumbled and turned around and did a U-y.
“Now what were you bitching about while I thought of days when I was happy?”
“Oh shut up. I was saying, it was the one coming up break after next. That’s the one I went to as a little kid. I want you to have Sai’s number by then so I can go with him.” I felt something in my chest tighten.
Was this all I was going to be good for, now?
“…Hey… Tereya… Can I… Ask you something?”
She looked away from the window, her chin was in her hand. “Hn?”
“…Say you wouldn’t need me anymore… What would you-”
“Are you saying your dead? Because that’s the only way your going to be useless in every aspect. Do you understand? Even then, I could use your organs for when I get old or sick or something, so even then, I’d have a use for you.” I pulled into her drive way and turned off the car.
“…So… What your saying is…” I turned around in my seat to face her. “You still need me?”
She looked at me with wide brown eyes, and faintly nodded. “If that’s how you want to word it…” Then glanced away.
It was quiet, as if even the molecules in our bodies were trying not to stir.
“…Honestly… I’m jealous…” I said and turned back around so she couldn’t see how much of a girl I was being.
“How so?” I laughed, a bit. “Not a single thing between you and I has changed after a couple of months, and you spend one night with this guy, and…”
“Get the fuck out of the car.” She stated, anger in her voice. “What?”
“Don’t you make me repeat myself.” Why do I have the feeling she’s going to beat me? I got out and so did she.
She glared at me, then smacked me.
It stung, and at the same time, reminded me to not let my head fly off or leak through my mouth; Those stupid, angst-y thoughts of mine…
I felt her take the same hand that she smacked me with an the opposing one, and gently cradle my face. She made it so I had to look at her, then she gently placed a kiss on my lips.
“Don’t you dare go spouting one-sided, retarded, obnoxious SHIT- do you understand?” The warmth from the kiss spread through the rest of my body and I almost forgot how to move.
I nodded. “…Good.” Was all she said as she walked into her house.
I tipped my head back and stared at the bright blue sky. I felt so muddled right now.
…What in the hell does that girl want?
WHO in the hell does that girl want? Me? Or Sai? Or someone else entirely?
If I had a brick wall, I swear my head would be through it I’d hit my head so many times.
I sighed and went inside. “Pardon the intrusion…” I mumbled as I striped of my shoes. I went to Tereya’s room and sat outside the door to the side.
She had faint music playing.
“…hayaku ichiban taisetsu na hito no tokoro e
Konomama kimi wo hontou ni ushinau sono mae ni
Totae wa tokku ni kimatteru
Omoi wo katachi ni kaerunda…”
I laughed at the irony of the fact that she was listening to a song like that, and that’s how I felt… I pulled my legs close to my chin and listened to the song she was listening to.
In an odd feel, listening to music that gets to your heat, as well as someone else’s, it makes you feel closer to them. It honestly does. I heard her sing a single line, which was cute. (Her singing, not the line.)
“…Boku tachi wa…” She opened the door and looked down at me. She had on a pair of skinny jeans and a white t-shirt with a catchy, graffiti looking logo on the back. “…Um, what are you doing?”
“Sitting. You?” I asked. She rolled her eyes and went downstairs. “Hey, mom!” She called. “Yes?” She asked, her head poking around from a corner. “Can you and dad come with me to her house?” She asked. Her mom nodded. “Um, sure, but why?” Tereya pulled her closer by her arm and whispered in her ear something I couldn’t hear. Her eyes grew a bit wide, but she nodded. I’ll, um, get your dad. I’ll be right back.” My face screwed into a worried one and stuck. “Don’t worry, I didn’t tell her.” I could hear the “yet” just dying to be put there- no wait. It wasn’t just dying. It was dying multiple, dramatic times, and getting revived, just to die again.
She walked by me and put her hand on my head and barely petted me as she walked by. She went into the kitchen and got a granola bar from the cupboard. She sat down in a chair and munched on it as she waited. I felt really angst, and my stomach was twisting around so much, I felt sick.
“Can I use your sink?” I asked. She raised an eyebrow, but nodded. I went over and vomited. Her face quickly turned to a disgusted one. “Ew!” She hollered. Her mom came running. “Oh my god, are you okay?” She asked, rubbing my back. I heaved and vomited again. (Now that I think about it, I didn’t even eat anything, so where is this vomit coming from?) I gagged, and whipped my mouth. “I’m sorry…” I said. “No it’s fine. Are you okay?” She asked again. I nodded. “Yup. Thinking about angst stuff is all. It’s nothing. I think I just did it to myself is all.” She rubbed my back some more then got me some water. Tereya just sat there and stared, grossed out.
“That’s disgusting.” She said, and went back to eating her granola bar.
I chugged the water, and then was handed a granola bar as well. “Relax, okay?” I nodded and sat down. “Yeah, relax, man.” Tereya said, intentionally making herself sound like a hippie. I rolled my eyes, trying not to smirk.
“Alright. You okay? Your dad’s almost ready, so uh… Wait-” Tereya’s mom said and turned to me. “Were you driving?” I nodded. “Not anymore. Not after that. I don’t know if you were dizzy or, what, but let Tereya drive.”
She can drive?
“She can drive?” She crossed her arms at and glared at me. “No stupid. I can’t drive, yet I was appointed driver, because that how my mother thinks.”
“Okay, I’m sorry…” I said slinking down into my chair. “Sheesh…” She rolled her eyes and got up to toss her wrapper. She also took mine- with about a third of the granola still in it.
She looked at me once she sat back down, knowing what she did.
We waited as her mom ran around like a chicken with it’s head cut off (they really do do that before they die, it’s quite scary…) because of the last minute “get ready and go!” Tereya imposed on her. She was finally ready and ran out of the house (latterly). Tereya’s dad looked after her, and laughed a little. “Alright girls. We can go, now.” We got up and followed. I sat in the passengers seat, while Tereya got into the drivers seat. “Keys.” She said with her hand out. I took them out of my pocket and handed them to her. She took them and was about to put them into the ignition, when she stopped and stared at my key ring. “What?” I asked her. She shook her head, looking perplexed, then said “Nothing…. It’s nothing.” And started to drive.
I had to give her the occasional “Turn left after this light” and “You passed the turn off” because she really, honestly didn’t know her way to my house. (Wait- remind me how she found her way to my house last night again?) I shrugged it off. No biggie- right…?
We arrived upon my lovely little abode, then got out. “So remind me why your parents are here?” She just looked at me, then got out of the car. “You’ll see.” Why in the HELL did I just get a chill down my spine?
We went inside, and Tereya had everyone sit down; my parents, Nii-chan and Sori on one side of the couch, her parents on the other, and me with them. “Okay, so um…” She started.
“Uh… How do I word this…?” She started pacing. Why do I feel sick again? “Um… I guess I should just be blunt. Um… My Hari-No-Nekkuresu broke. Urusai accidentally broke it.” I felt my face pale, and my body start to shake. I got up and ran to the sink and vomited again. Because I only had that bit of granola, most of it was me just dry heaving.
Everyone stared at me; mom, dad, Nii-chan, Sori, Tereya’s parents, and HER.
TEREYA with wide eyes like a child that had just told her parents she had done something minorly bad and was hoping to be forgiven.
Like HELL she would. I did all that SHIT for her, and she goes and TELLS? Did I tell you I have this urge to just go JUMP out of a window and KILL myself? FUCK this, she’s EVIL.
I looked at everyone, who in turn was still staring and pale faced. I dry heaved again and made a hitching noise in my throat. I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door and bolted it. I ripped open a cd case, not caring if I broke it at the moment, and hurriedly put it in and blared it. I didn’t want to hear anyone at my door asking me questions, or even myself as I screamed what she screamed. That’s right; metal. My world mainly revolves around Automatic Loveletter, but that doesn’t mean I only listen to one artist.
In This Moment, Prayer.
I wanted to die. I liked it better when she just screamed, so I could just scream. FUCK singing right now.
“NEVER BRING ME BACK A-GAIN! NEVER BRING ME BAAAAAAAACCCCKKKK!”
I stopped dead scream. I blared the next track. This song… This goddamn song was HER.
Beautiful Tragedy.
That’s exactly what she was…
“And this confession is killing me again…” I mumbled. What confession? That I fucking busted her necklace? That I totally wanted to make-out with her and I got off on thoughts like that?
What the FUCK. I grabbed a blanket and buried myself in it in the bottom of my closet. I made it so no new air would come it. I burst into tears. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!
“Will you be there by my grave,” The radio sang. “Or will you be THE DEATH OF ME?”
I wondered… I sobbed… I passed out… I awoke to blaring music, and not being able to breathe. I climbed out o my closet and turned it down. My ears were ringing and I felt congested. I opened my door. I was going to have to face the music sooner or later. I mean the pretty blonde posing as a fat lady DID sing, so…
I went downstairs, to find no one inside. They were all in the backyard; My music must have been to loud.
Tereya and her parents were still there.
Mom ran up to me and hugged me tight. “Uru why didn’t you tell me?” Nii-chan asked. I didn’t hug her back, and I didn’t answer him. Instead, I gently removed my mother, and went over to sit on my fathers lap like the big baby I was. He didn’t ask me questions, he didn’t say anything. He just stroked my hair as I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung like a baby koala. My eyes were puffy and red.
“…I didn’t mean to…” I mumbled. “I know.” He said into my hair. Gravity seemed to want to pull at my face extra hard right now. I blame that for more of the tears.
“I’m sorry…” I whimpered. He stroked my hair as I cried into his shoulder.
“It’s okay…” He said.
“Alright. I think we should just go. I’ll tell her tomorrow.” Tereya said.
“Tell me what?” I asked, leaning away from my father to look at her. “What we agreed on as a temporary, uh, solution.” I narrowed my eyes at her.
“I wont date anyone- because it’s broken. If anyone asks, I’m engaged. We just need to find someone I’m engaged to. And you…” I stared, waiting for an answer. I probably looked ridiculous, nose and eyes red, and trying to be serious.
The next part, she almost whispered, and it came out very fast and in her highest, prettiest, sugar coated voice she could probably muster.
“And you have to do whatever I say until then.”
I clenched my fist and teeth. I got so angry, I saw spots, then I blacked out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up to my alarm clock going off. Why in the HELL did I feel so- My face auto-scowled.
Tereya. That BITCH. Ugh I was gonna- Ooo, I like this song- wait- damn it!
I sighed and got up. I turned it off and went to the bathroom. I wet a washcloth and washed my face. I felt Nii-chan come up from behind me and hug me. “Hi…” I mumbled. “You okay?” He asked. I nodded. “Mom says if your not you can stay home.” I shook my head. “No I’m good. Plus, I have a few things to tell that… ugh… so many words, and it would take all day to say them.” He buried his face in my back, then sighed. “It’s okay. By the way, you also have to give her “Sai’s” number because I said that I had it.” I turned around and he let go. “Would you be alright with me banging my head on the sink, full throttle?”
“No.”
While eating breakfast; “Jumping off of the empire stating building?”
“Nhope.” He said while chewing.
While he changed, me doing the same outside of his door; “Jumping into Mt. Fuji?”
“Nuh-uh.”
“Oh, come on! It’s not active or anything!”
“Still no.”
“Damn…” I mumbled and walked away.
As he got into the car to drive us to school;
“Can I lay under the car as you back out?”
“Uru,” He sighed. “Yup?”
“Stop.” He said. I sighed. “We’ll get you a new phone, and that’ll be Sai’s number. That one will be a minute phone though.”
“That one? So I’m getting two?”
“Yes. One for that charade of yours, the other for you. For Sai, you can lie and say something like “my parents thought I talked on the phone to much, so now I have to text like a girl”, er, something.” I nodded as I got into the passengers seat. “That’ll also keep you from having to talk to her.”
“Smart.” I said. “Mom and dad came up with that one.”
“Wait- mom and dad?” I asked turning in my seat as he started the car. “Yup. I had to tell them because she asked about Sai and if we had his number. I told her only you had it, so we’d have to get it again.” I nodded. “And mom and dad went along with it?”
“After I explained and weaved in some lies, yes.” He said, backing out of the drive way. “And your lies would be so I don’t tell the truth?”
“That you wanted to go, but didn’t want to embarrass yourself -for various reasons- so you went as a guy, and she liked you. She noticed similarities, so you lied and said you were your own cousin.”
I nodded. “You are amazing, you know that?” He nodded. “Yup. I know.” I rolled my eyes. “Stupid senior.” I said, lightly elbowing him because he was driving. “Stupid sophomore.” He said, elbowing me back- hard. I gave him a look that said I’d get him back later. He laughed at me. “Don’t gimmie that look.”
“Oh I will.” I said simply. “And I’ll get you back. Just you wait ‘till you get out of this car.” I threatened him. He smirked. “Oh, yeah. Smart move. Embarrass yourself in front of everyone in the parking lot.” He said. I punched his shoulder. “Oww.” He quietly hissed. I smirked. “Okay, okay. You win the car round. I’ll kick your butt later.” I nodded and sarcastically agreed. “Mmm-hmm.”
“Oh, I will. Just you wait.”
“Okay. Whatever you say.” It was quiet for a minute, then he struck up another conversation. “So did you check your new schedule?” I turned to him. “New schedule?” He nodded like I was slow. “Yeah. New-Sched-u-al.” He said each syllable distinctly. Okay I know for a fact I’m not slow….
That often…
“…No…” I mumbled, slumping into my seat. “Well we got ‘em in the mail because the marking period’s over- as you know- wait, you do know THAT MUCH, don’t you?”
“I swear I’m tempted to seriously hit you and jump out of the car as you get into a wreck.” He brushed what I had to say like water off of a ducks back and kept talking. “Well I shoved your into your bag, I mean, figuring you probably didn’t know we got them, yet alone look at it.” I punched him like he was the source of all my sorrows. I made him swerve. “Damn it Uru! Cut that shit out!” He curse at me as we avoided another Honda. I stuck my tongue out at him.
In situations like this, I just tend to make them worse. I’m stubborn and don’t want to apologize, and I continue aggravating people, even if I know how they feel. It’s part of my bad side that I hate. And I always play it off like them yelling at me doesn’t bother me… Which it does.
I sighed and rummaged around in my bag for my new schedule. I skimmed for gym. I liked it- just not early in the morning. Lucky me, it was last block. I mentally did a happy dance while the outer me remained calm and continued to skim over it. Everything was pretty much the same except for three classes: Gym, obviously, which used to by my two study halls, a.k.a. nap time, (Our school was retarded, so you only have gym two marking periods all four years, but because of that, we have it twice a week.) technology which was now art, and home economics, which was now music. Sweet. I sucked at technology and hate home ec. Both were nothing but extra math (Which I was OKAY in, but you know… Could do better.) “Anything different?” He asked me. “Yeah. Nap time got replaced with gym.” He sucked his teeth and shook his head. “I’m sorry.”
Nii-chan does the same thing as me during study halls. We parked into the student parking lot and got out. Nii-chan looked around then started walking away from school to the front gate to go be with some friends. He turned around and walked backwards and pointed to the front doors, his book bag (which, if you asked me resembled a mini duffle bag) was slung over one shoulder, swaying as he walked. I looked over. Oh, HELL no! Was she- was she LOOKING for me?! “No, no, no!” I yelled running after him.
He caught me and turned me around. “Go!” he said pushing me. I looked up at him. “But I don’t wan to!” I pouted. He jerked his chin in her direction. “It’s public now. Get, or else we’ll all be screwed because of YOUR problem.”
I tipped my head. “All of you? How?” He nodded to her again and left me to my own accord. I sighed and gripped the strap of my book bag and started walking over to her.
“Hey…” I mumbled. “I’ve got something for you.” She said, immediately as she saw me, rummaging through her bag. She pulled out a slip of paper. “Here. Sign it.” I tipped my head. Was that-
A Contract?!
The Hell?!
“Your parents already signed it, so it’s fine. It’s just a more formal version of what we agreed on when my parents came over.” I skimmed it over. “And it we break it?”
“You mean if you break it?”
“Hey! I’ve been a good little girl so far!” I retorted. She rolled her eyes. “Right.”
“Sai…” I mumbled just loud enough for her to hear. She stopped as she bit her lip and looking pissed.
Ah-ha, I win.
Wow, I’m so mature, right?
I sighed it on the wall, and gave it back to her. She ripped the back page off. “Here’s your copy. By the way, this HAS happened before, but not really, so…”
“So is this how you neko girls keep your men in line? Make them forever your slaves?”
I had the urge to write a dirty yuri fan fiction about this subject… Master-servant type thing, only their rich and one’s seriously her servant.
“MUTT!” She hollered at me. “Huh?” Why do I reply to that again? “Don’t space out when I was answering your question! God, your so RUDE.” She stated. I just smiled at her. Something about how she was getting mad right now was really cute…
“W-what?” She asked.
Shiranai…
Maybe it was how she clenched her fists to her sides all the time, or how she sometimes stomped her foot, or how her thin, shapely brows furrowed.
I bet you if she were to act immature and stick her tongue out at me, I’d think it was cute.
(Don’t get me wrong! I’m NOT one of those freaks that enjoys getting stepped on or things like that. Gawd, no!)
“Nothing.” I said, shaking my head. “I can see why you have everyone drooling all over you though. No matter what you do your so cute.”
“Yeah, I’ll be cute when I’m punching your lights out!” She said between clenched teeth.
WHY did I just see a chibi-Tereya punching me and doing no damage? I turned my head to keep from laughing. “What?!” She hissed. I couldn’t help it; I burst out laughing. “Na… Nothing!” I had to use the wall to hold me up. “Your just so…!” I laughed and pointed at her. Her face flushed and she stomped her foot.
“Stop it, and that’s an order!” I stopped and smirked at her. “Oh, so now there orders?” She glared at me. “I figured that if I worded it like that you’d stop.” I shrugged. “It worked.” I said as the bell rang. She brushed passed me like she had never even talking to me. Like I was just some stranger in her way. She walked over to a bunch of people I had never seen. (Well, I probably did, I just don’t pay attention to people unless they piss me off or are my friends.) I noticed how she smiled when she was with them. I couldn’t help but notice how it was off. Someone who didn’t know her all that well wouldn’t of noticed, but I did.
…
…
…
It wasn’t real.
I realized after staring long enough. I had seen her real smile, and they hadn’t. I smiled to myself as I walked to class, my own little secret dancing in my head.
Deviant Hearts Archive | Back to main index