i. Dalliance
A pencil rolled across the table before someone flicked it, making it roll back to its original spot. The noise kept her from going mad.
Amu sighed. That didn't mean she wasn't bored out of her mind.
Amu picked up the animate pencil mid-roll and began lightly tapping the end on her cheek. Her other cheek rested in her palm as she scanned the classroom, her eyes stopping on the clock. 'Just ten more minutes to go...'
She was the last one to stay behind in class, one, because of cleaning duty, and two, she had to pick up her younger sister. Cleaning was done in no time, so she allowed herself to stay another few hours till her sister was done. The teacher wouldn't mind an honors student hanging around to finish homework and roll pencils.
Instead of resuming her pencil game, Amu watched the birds outside the window. It was the first she'd seen in awhile, being that cold January had yet to end. Her seat near the window allowed her to do so. Very convenient.
She sighed again.
As soon as her sister was ready to leave, Amu whisked them away to the grocery store. They needed milk. She was currently squatting in front of a glass refrigerator door, trying to see beyond the first row of milk gallons. It was the middle of winter. There was no way she was going to open the door in the middle of winter to search for the best milk.
'Ew, fingerprint smudges.' Amu rolled her eyes at the smiley face behind the glass, obviously drawn by a child and their finger. She opened the door quickly and grabbed what she needed. 'Don't they know how oily their hands are?'
As soon as Amu saw her sister, she groaned. Ami was standing in front of the candy section with stars in her eyes. The candy section, a sweet-induced toddler's dream. 'Note to self, never let younger sibling wander anywhere with a candy section again...'
Amu ended up buying Ami chocolates. Tugging on the handles of her reusable shopping bag, she reminded her sister, "Remember, Ami, don't tell mom about the chocolates or else I won't get you any more." Not that she was planning to...
"Okay, big sis." Then Ami went back to sifting through her bag of sweets.
Amu sighed in exasperation, holding out her other hand for Ami to hold. The streets were crowded with tired businesspeople and high schoolers still in their uniforms. All she needed to do was cross the street and take the train home. What she didn't understand was how people could take so long to walk a few yards even as the light turned yellow. They all had somewhere to be, didn't they?
As the older girl pushed her way through the masses, she could make out a tall male with dark blue hair. As the boy turned around, Amu recognized the indigo-colored eyes. Ikuto Tsukiyomi. He sat in front of her in all of her language classes and was someone who gazed out the window, just like her. A decent person to talk to.
Her trance was broken when someone bumped into her. Tightening her hand around Ami's, she growled at the person who just elbowed her from the back, but they were already gone. How rude.
The crowd thinned once they reached the other side. When Amu looked up again, she noticed a blonde standing next to Ikuto. He stood closely to her and leaned over to pick up the plastic bags next to the girl's suede boots. It was especially weird since Amu knew, along with the rest of their class, that the oh-so-popular Ikuto Tsukiyomi had a redhead girlfriend.
'Was he playing around?' Amu looked away and feigned indifference. She wouldn't admit it to anybody, but she had taken a liking to Ikuto. In the past, he'd been her partner for a French project. Not only did he have good looks, he was smart and somewhat nice to her. She felt comfortable talking to him, not too stiff like how she was with other classmates.
Though it was none of her business, she resolved to confront him about it. Especially since he didn't seem like someone who would do that kind of thing.
By the next morning, Amu had nearly forgotten about dealing with the problem. That is, until the morning bell rang to signal the end of first period.
She caught the navy blue mess of hair casually walking in the hallway with his redhead girlfriend clinging to his arm. She didn't know why she felt the burning need to barge into his business, but she did. Maybe being bored was taking a toll on her mental state.
Without thinking, the pink-haired female stepped in front of him to block his path. He looked up from whatever he was doing and their eyes met.
"Ikuto, Nikaidou-sensei wants to see you," Amu said as she broke her gaze on his deep blue eyes. His eyes seemed to stare deep into her soul, as if he knew what her intentions were.
"Oh, sure thing." He turned to the redhead next to him and said, "Saaya, I'll be back."
The clingy redhead called Saaya clutched Ikuto's arm tighter in a death grip and glared at Amu. Saaya huffed before releasing him and left the two. They watched her back until she turned to the next corner.
Ikuto turned his attention back to Amu. "So, where's sensei?"
They stood in the middle of an empty classroom where he sat on top of the teacher's desk and she stood next to the window. Even without her saying anything, Ikuto knew he wasn't here to meet Nikaidou. There was no answer when he asked her about sensei. Amu merely led the way with him following her trail. There was only silence between them.
Then she broke it.
"I saw you." Amu walked over to where the dark-haired boy was and sat in a student's desk in front of him.
Confused, he cocked his head to the side and tried to comprehend what she was saying. "Saw me? What do you mean?"
"You were with a girl."
His brows furrowed and narrowed his eyes. "Saaya?"
She glared at him and cut to the chase. "Don't play dumb. The blonde. You're totally two-timing Saaya."
His face became expressionless, though his eyes showed amusement. Ikuto just stared at her, in thought, before a smirk formed on his lips. "Uhm, okay..? Who cares?"
Amu felt her mouth drop. Did he not care about what she knew about him? It puzzled her. The dark-haired male was known to be smart and sweet to his girlfriend. Definitely not the playboy who was sitting in front of her. It kind of frustrated her to know he didn't seem to care.
Her frustration got the better of her and she blurted out, "Then you should date me too!"
Why yes, I totally ended the chapter like this. xD
I was not planning to make it chaptered, BTW... but seeing as how I am a super slow procrastinator, that so did not happen...
I like- the summary of this story. It's decent. Meh to the actual story. But I'm excited. New story. cx
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