Ring Ring.
Ring Ring.
The tone startled the dirty blond girl as she reached over her bed to grab the noisy mechanism that disturbed her sleep. She grunted in disgust as she read the name of the caller, Himawari, what did she want at this ungodly hour on a Saturday morning. Sakurako took a moment's pause to try remember if she was late for something or maybe even forgotten something to do with them meeting or the student council. Nothing came to mind as she checked the time; they weren't meeting for another three hours yet giving her plenty of time to sleep.
Ring Ring.
Ring Ring.
She gave up and decided to answer the phone before it left her with a headache or at the very least an irritating start to the day.
"Hello boob-Monster" she answered as she lay back down in her bed trying to block her sight of the sun streaming through her curtains
"Sakurako! You do answer at last, what would have happened if I was attacked or something and was ringing for help?"
Sakurako glared at the ceiling "don't be stupid, your boobs would have saved you"
The tone on the other side of the phone became irritated "what's that meant to mean?!"
"Nothing, nothing" it was too early for Sakurako to argue with her "what did you ring for anyway?" she asked "we're not meeting until ten, it's only seven"
it went quiet on the other side, then Himawari's voice came through a little quieter "That's what I need to speak to you about...I'm sorry I can't make it today"
"WHAT?"
"I have to do something, but we can hang out later in the week if you'd like"
Sakurako felt her chest hurt a little and a sadness swept over her "oh..."
"I'm sorry Sakurako, I really am"
suddenly the sadness turned to anger "I don't want to meet in the week! If you can't meet me today I don't want to hear from you!" and with that she threw her phone across the room.
