"Mom, Dad I'm home!" I called from the doorway. "Okami, your home late..." My father replied coldly, stepping out into the room. "Dad I'm sorry. There was traffic along th-" "I don't want worthless excuses!" He yelled, striking me across the face with a piece of broken glass. I put my hand to my cheek and kept my head down, falling to my knees. I bowed and put my freehand on the floor in front of me. "Yes, no excuses. Don't pity me, I'm as worthless as my excuses. Forgive my actions, father." I said monotoned. He didn't answer me back, as always, and returned to the dark living room. "Okami, get up from off of the floor. Would you like something to eat?" My mother said with a smile.
I hated when she smiled, she was always pissed at me when she did. "Yes mother, I'm very hungry." I lied getting up from off of the floor. Her smile faded and I followed her into the kitchen. "I made your favorite. Spring rolls and rice." "Thank you." I said with a fake smile. I kept my head down as I ate, letting my long light brown hair cover my pale, light blue eyes. I stood up and put the empty plate in the sink, walking up two flights of stairs to my room. I shut the door behind me and locked it, sitting back against the red wall. New high school starting tomorrow... I thought, staring out the window. I stood up and put a small cloth to my cheek. A new collection to the other cuts I have all over my arms and the rest of my face.
I didn't sleep at all, I stared at the clock, stared at every second tick away before my eyes. The alarm went off at 6 a.m. I clicked the button and put on the required school uniform. I looked horrible. I sighed and walked out of my bedroom, walking out the front door. I waited outside the classroom and a few minutes later, the teacher tapped my arm and led me inside. "We have a new student today!" She said cheerfully. I was disgusted with her tone. "This is Okami Tsukine." I stared at all of them and faked a smile, waving my band-aged arm. I sat down and swallowed hard, taking out a black notebook. "Hello." Someone said. I looked to my left and saw a boy, a little older than me, looking my way. I tried to say something, but nothing came to mind and I just sat there, tapping my fingers impatiently against the desk. "I'm Ryota, Masashi." "Okami." I replied, looking at him.
The girls that sat around me gave me an envious glare. I just glared back with more power. "I'll help you with your notes, this lesson is kind of difficult for new students." Ryota said with a smile. I stared at him for a second and nodded once. The hours dragged on as the lessons grew more complex. I was at the edge of clawing my eyes out. "Okami? Okami." Ryota said, shaking my shoulder. I snapped out of my confused state and glanced up at his smiling face. "Time to go. Lunch." He said. I gathered my books and stuffed them in my locker as we walked out of class.
"I see the girls don't like you." He said, looking down at me. "I've noticed that. Why?" "Because I'm hanging around a new student instead of them. Tell you the truth, I don't really like girls. But they constantly drag me everywhere with them because, I guess, I make them look good. I'm always being used for something." He let out a sigh and we sat together at an empty lunch table. "What do you like to do for fun?" He asked. "I like to draw and play video games." I replied, resting my head in my arms on the table. He scooted over a chair to sit next to me. His light brown eyes sparkled in the light and his dark brown hair hung over them; his hair layered in the back.
"I'm so tired." I groaned, including a yawn. "Did you sleep?" "No... I was up all night. I wasn't tired." "You should sleep then while you have the chance. You have an hour and a half until recess and lunch end." "Mmm... Sure." I mumbled, closing my eyes. Ryota patted my back and sat back in his chair. I fell asleep for what seemed like 5 seconds until someone shook me awake. "No, five more minutes..." I mumbled. "Come on, were gonna be late for class." He held me up by my arm and I stumbled, falling into Ryota. He staggered backward and hit the wall with his back, trying to balance himself.
"Okami, get a hold of yourself." He said, holding most of my weight. "I'm tired... Please, five minutes..." I groaned, holding onto the back of Ryotas shirt. "My, you're clingy." He said, grinning "I guess I'll have to carry you upstairs." "Carry me... What do you mean, where am I?" "Cafeteria." Ryota replied. I let go of his shirt and held my head, leaning against the wall. He held my arm and pulled me toward the stairs. "We gotta get to class quickly." He said. I stared up at the stairs and sighed, dragging myself up the steps. "Hurry, hurry!" He said urgently. I tried to keep up with him and we finally reached the class.
"Sorry we're late." Ryota said in an innocent voice, "Okami said he wasn't feeling too well so we had to move a little slower." "Oh, it's fine. Did you take him to the nurse?" "He said he didn't want to go. Said he'll try to make it through the day." We both sat down and I folded my arms on the black lab table, resting my head in them. I glanced over at Ryota, who was looking at me and had a smile on his face, and gave a small smile, closing my eyes. "You just rest, you don't look very good." Sensei said. I mumbled something but it wasn't audible enough for anyone to hear. Soon enough, I was asleep again.
I woke up in the nurses office, staring into nurses face. I jumped back and looked around, seeing Ryota talking to someone on his cellphone. The nurse smiled and backed away from me, sitting in her chair. Ryota closed his phone and looked over at me. "Sorry, Sensei made me take you to the nurse when I couldn't wake you up in the first few seconds. I was talking with my parents and they told me it was alright for you to stay over my house for a while." I rubbed my eyes and stretched, nodding slowly. We walked side by side out of the school and turned left down a road. "Feel tired anymore?" Ryota asked. "No, I'm fine now." I replied with a yawn. We walked a little further down and he took a key from his pocket and unlocked the front door, opening it. "After you." He said, smiling. I walked inside and looked around. There was a bright and happy feeling in the room.
Maybe...-I glanced back at Ryota-Maybe I do have a chance of getting my first friend.