The next two weeks dragged on painstakingly slow for Lucy. She typically came to class early, asked for her work, and left for the library. Anytime class wasn't taking place though, such as lunch, she found herself camping out in the bathroom. Avoiding people had become what her life was centered around. Not avoiding them meant pointing, stares, whispers, looks of disgust. If it was just a bitchy clique it wouldn't be so hard, she felt. But when it was you against everyone, it began to feel very lonely. So lonely, that isolating yourself intentionally felt better because it was as if you were the one making the choice. Being alone in an empty library during class? Quiet, serene, even relaxing although rather boring as she waited for the day to end upon completing her work. Being alone in a room full of people? Enough to make one feel pretty awful.
Her fate for the rest of the school year was sealed on that third day of the third week, when she received a call at three o'clock that a car had crashed into her driver. Nobody was hurt, but it did mean that he would be running late to pick her up. All three libraries were packed with people chattering loudly. She sighed, continuing to walk past the classrooms that were either locked or had a club taking place. All but one: Music room number… you guessed it. Four.
'Finally, an unlocked empty classroom,' Lucy cheered upon finding one, finding a couch and laying down on it, pulling out the book and opening it where she'd left off. 'I knew they were crowded during lunch, but they're even worse after school! Why would anyone want to be at school any longer than they have to?'
Lucy was only a few paragraphs in before she heard the door open, and suddenly she was no longer the only person in the music room.
"You know Haruhi, if you would just get dressed with the rest of us guys then we wouldn't have to make the guests wait so long," She heard a voice, causing her to look up from her book
"Well maybe it would be more efficient if you changed in the club room while I change in here?" Another voice replied with a slightly annoyed tone, which was then followed by the shutting the door. Lucy peered over the back of the couch to see what was going on. What was going on was a rather attractive male student, okay very attractive male student setting down a pile of clothes on a table, back facing to her.
'Maybe if I stay quiet he won't see me,' she thought. The boy began to unbutton his uniform causing her eyes to widen, yet she couldn't seem to pry her eyes away.
'Lucy, you're not some sleazy kind of girl! Have some respect for men, avert your gaze!'
Yet her gaze did not avert when his jacket slipped from his body and fell onto the floor and she saw that in fact 'his jacket' was 'her jacket'. Lucy's eyes somehow managed to get even bigger than they were in their already widened state.
"Well alrighty then," Lucy blinked in surprise, gasping and slapping her hand over her mouth upon realizing she'd said that out loud as the girl turned to face her. The two stared in awkward silence.
"…Fuck."