Author's note: This is my first attempt to create a story on fanfic. Enjoy Btw, it's fastfwded to "Eighth grade" so don't get confuzzled )
Profusion of MemoriesChihiro stood, anew, fully assessing the gakkou she stood before. Ookii. "Kasshin Academy." She murmured.
With a confident smile, she stepped into the gakkou.
Students chattered gleefully in the classroom of B-117. Shrieks of laughter and disbelief filled the room. Everyone was catching up on the summer gossip. Like, who got hot over the summer, where everyone went..
"Ehmagod, where'd you get that top? It's so adorbs; I LOVE it!"
"Yo, man, 'sup? Been working out?"
"Well.. I went to France. And I met so many celebrities at the Louvre.. It was simply fantastic!"
And so on.
Chihiro followed her schedule. "B-117." she read absentmindedly. I wonder how it'll be. Well, I am kind of anxious, but I think I can handle this.
After climbing two flights of stairways, she stopped in the hall way.
Breathing, she muttered, walking along the rooms.. "B-110…. B-111…. B-112…..B-113….. B-114….. B-115…. B-116….. One more number."
There. B-117. She breathed in and then, opened the door and was instantly greeted by disintegrated silence. It seemed as if no one was breathing.
Shizuka eyed the girl that had entered the classroom. Whoever she was, she was indeed pretty. Pretty in a casual way. Clad in a pink kimono top, cuffed jeans and a pair of white shoes, the girl had stepped into the center of the classroom, looking around as nonchalantly as she could. And her shiny brown hair, pulled back by a purple band slightly bounced as she walked. .
Her analyzation of the "new girl" broke off as the rest of her class slowly resumed talk. She rolled her eyes and then continued sharing gossip with her friends. But, she was glancing at the girl out of the corner of her eye, observing her carefully. And really, there was a new topic of discussion. Fresh and hot gossip. Everyone was really just talking about her. The "new girl," even as she stood in front of them..
Chihiro shifted uncomfortably. Was it the way that she was dressed? Frowning, she tucked a stray hair behind her ear. This didn't go as she had planned. Just as she was about to sigh despondently, a cheerful voice behind her spoke out. "Hey there!"
Alarmed, she spun around. Face in face with a guy who wore glasses. Class geek, she presumed, noting his laptop nearby with slight amusement. She held back the smirk tugging on the corners of her mouth.
The guy laughed, amused by her abrupt reaction as well. He adjusted his glasses again and pushed his black hair out of his eyes. He held out his hand.
She looked puzzled.
"What? Never heard of the Western handshake?" he mused out loud.
She shook her head.
"Well, you must take me for a weirdo for now. But I don't mind, because that is what everyone's impression of me is. Same impression. For as long as they've known me." He noted with slight humor. "Of course, I don't intend to change my 'weirdness factor' any time soon, so I will assure that you shall get accustomed to the way I am soon enough.. and also the fact that--"
He was interrupted by her laughter. He looked pained.
"Fair lass, you've succeeded in breaking my confidence in my first attempt at humor."
She broke out in a surge of giggles. Yet again. "Stop, stop. You're making me…. laugh… too…much…" she looked at him imploringly, giggling.
"That's making you laugh? My failure? I've encountered all sorts of lasses. All of whom who have rejected me. But none of them have been so cruel to laugh at my witty charm!" he fumed.
Her peal of laughter rang loud and clear in the classroom. Bubbly and bell-clear.
Ugh, Shizuka thought, Pretty girl, shooting a sour look at her direction. The girl didn't seem to notice. Too busy intermingling with Takaomi, the brainy Geek.
Then, she slowly glassed, in a fashion as casual as she could muster, at Rei.
Indeed, that girl had his attention. He ran his hand through his hair, gazing at her rather intently. That new girl.
Silent and much of a loner as he was, he seemed to always be surrounded by a crowd of girls, and occasionally, some admiring guys. Girls liked sensitive, deep and soulful guys like him. The kind that said so little but when he spoke to you at all, it was a huge compliment. And those golden brown eyes of his… Completely charismatic.
Rei found himself studying the new girl. He watched her throw back her head and laugh carefreely… Her ponytail swishing around.. He noted her ignorance of fashion with a hint of surprise, stifling back a chuckle. Strange girl..
Before he could protest, his left hand picked up a pencil and started sketching the new girl.
Rei found himself completely mesmerized. Strange feeling..
He was so concentrated… Shizuka noted. She couldn't figure him out. Why did it seem that he was sketching the new girl? She shook off that preposterous idea. With casual flair and her easy look-at-me walk, she sauntered over to him. Enough of observation.. time to act. she thought.
The eyes… he thought, as he sketched her, from his desk, before interrupted by a familiar voice..
"Hey Rei, how's it going?"
He looked up, meeting Shizuka's gaze. Shizuka, as popular and rich and beautiful as any girl would dream of being. She smiled knowingly as he looked at her, tossing her flowing, raven-black hair over her right shoulder. Ah, and of course, arrogant.
He cleared his throat and said, "You know, the usual." Then, he politely added, "You?"
Smiling, she answered, "Great. Like always… Even better since school started." And that she noted with sarcasm.
He nodded distractedly, continuing his detailed sketch. No, she wouldn't look at the paper. She wouldn't bring herself to look at it. …But how come he wasn't reacting at all?" she thought, frustrated. She was trying. Really trying to have a conversation with him. And he.. how dare he… She slammed down her hands hard on the table.
He looked up abruptly. "Is something wrong, Shizuka-san?" he asked, confused.
"No, nothing." She said. Mustering the best fake smile she could, she walked out of the room, filled with fustration, confusion, and… tears…
Chihiro smiled as Takaomi told her jokes and she laughed till she forgot the earlier uncomfort. This guy could surely make a fine comedian in the future, she thought with a smile. Then, smiling distractedly, after fifteen minutes of his banter, a girl came into view. Not just any girl, but the most beautiful girl she had ever seen before.. clad in a white tank top, ripped blue-jean capris and brown Gucci sandals.
He stopped talking as he noticed her attention was averted to the girl who had rushed out the door, a moment ago. He smiled knowingly, "Ah. That's the girl that guys and girls lust over." He commented.
Chihiro whacked him with her book bag.
"Vicious, are we now?" he asked, still grinning.
"You know it." she fired back. "But really, who was that?" she pondered aloud.
Takaomi smiled. "According to my sources… that is the Eighth Form's most popular, rich and beautiful girl. Or at least that's what my survey results tell me."
She looked at him in disbelief. "It's true. My sources are the verdict of truth." He said, hand over heart, trying to plaster a solemn look on his face. Quite unsuccessfully.
She couldn't help but laugh. He grinned as well. "Well, one thing for sure, her name is Komachi Shizuka, and her father is a famous actor. Does the name Komachi Ryoko ring a bell in your mind?"
She shook her head slowly. He patiently explained, "Well, he is internationally and nationally famous. He starred in "Once in a million," a recent movie. Anyways, Japan loves him.. and his star daughter attends our school, the Kasshin Academy." He finished with a flourish, gesturing with his hands. Then, he hastily added, wrinkling his nose, " And many have transferred here just to get acquainted with Shizuka and maybe receive the famous Komachi signature or to get connections…" Then, he looked at her, with new interest.. "So, what brings you to our school?"
"…The wonderful academic programs it offers?" she replied, lost in thought. And then, without thinking, the next words tumbled out of her mouth.. "And, in any case, it wasn't my choice. I…"
He looked at her. "Daijoubu desu ka?" he asked concernedly.
She noticed the wetness in her eyes. Damn. Not now. "H-hai. I'm f-fine. I'm peachy." she replied, faking a smile that hurt her face. "I… just have to run. Bathroom." she finished, awkwardly.
He was about to tell her the directions to the bathroom but before he could start his sentence, the girl had disappeared. Rushed out of the classroom..