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"Tsukasa! Makino's over here!" the perky and michievious Nishikado Soujiro shouted to Douumyouji Tsukasa.
Makino Tsukushi blushed, letting her long mane of brownish hair fall over her face to hide her embarassment. "What are you trying to do?" she hissed to Soujiro. She tried to struggle from his tight grasp.
Tsukasa glanced over at her and stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and nodded his acknowledgements to Soujiro ONLY. He walked over to Soukiro and high-fived him. "Hey, what's up, man."
Tsukushi looked at him with surprise. After what happened yesterday, how could he act like she was non-existent?? She could still remember it vividly.
Tsukushi's P.O.V
"Makino!" he had called me just as I was leaving my classroom.
I swiveled around and looked at him expectantly. "Yeah?" Although I was acting cool on the outside, I was trembling inside. Afterall, he had tried to kiss me when I refused to reciprocate his like for me.
But just looking at him took my breath away. Did he ever appear so tall and hunky to me? And not forgetting his cute mass of unruly hair that sat on top of his head? I shook my head to compose myself. "He's a monster deep down, remember? Don't ever trust him too much or you'll regret it, Tsukushi!" I warned myself quietly.
"Err.I didn't ever apologize for that day right.?" He coughed and looked away for a split-second.
I could feel my face getting warmer as I looked at him and the whole scene came back to my mind. "Actually, no. You didn't," I confirmed his question.
"Ok, well, sorry. I really am..." he trailed off and rubbed at a spot behind his neck. He turned around and glanced somewhere.
Curious, I leaned forward to see what he was looking at. I saw the other F3 standing behind a wall scrutinizing us. Hanazawa Rui was leaning against the wall with a "heck-care" look on his face, Nishikado Soujiro was grinning at us like a Cheshire cat and Mimasaka Akira was nudging Nishikado and grinning at us too.
I felt a sudden burst of anger. "What do you take me for? Some girl who you can toy her feelings with and later just dump her? Oh, and meantime let your friends see how you do it?" I shouted at Doumyouji.
Doumyouji seemed shocked at the sudden outburst. "What the hell are you talking about? Since when did I toy with your feelings and then jilt you? Am I that kind of guy?"
"Yes, you are," I replied honestly.
"What! Don't you act like you know me very well. I know a lot of girls who would die just to go out with me, but are they after me? NO, they are after my dad's money which will go to me after a few years' time. Do you think I like that feeling?? Of being liked because of your wealth? I just hate it when you accuse me of doing such things!" He said in a low, menacing tone, glaring daggers at me.
My anger faltered a little. He did pin-point some facts about why he was so popular with girls. I felt a trickle of pity for him.
"I'm sorry." I said contritely. I tucked back a strand of stray hair behind my ear and looked at him sincerely. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the other F3 and remembered why I was angry with him. Even if what he said was true, did he have a right to display what he had to say to me in front of his friends?
He saw where I was gazing at and he immediately stepped in front of me, blocking my view. "Wait, listen to me explain before you get all blustered again."
"Idiot, it's "flustered", not blustered." I couldn't help correcting him. It had become a habit ever since I met this idiot. He had a problem with his language, I swear.
"Whatever. Flustered, blustered.what's the difference?!" he said dismissively. "But I have more important things to tell you." He suddenly broke off and looked at me shyly. At least I could detect it.
"What? Spill!" I ordered. My heart was fluttering like crazy and I could swear there must have been at least a thousand butterflies in my stomach.
"Makino, I."
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Izzit very short or boring or wadeva? Please gimme ur reviews! PLEASE! I depend on review (good OR bad) to improve on my story! THANX!
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"Tsukasa! Makino's over here!" the perky and michievious Nishikado Soujiro shouted to Douumyouji Tsukasa.
Makino Tsukushi blushed, letting her long mane of brownish hair fall over her face to hide her embarassment. "What are you trying to do?" she hissed to Soujiro. She tried to struggle from his tight grasp.
Tsukasa glanced over at her and stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and nodded his acknowledgements to Soujiro ONLY. He walked over to Soukiro and high-fived him. "Hey, what's up, man."
Tsukushi looked at him with surprise. After what happened yesterday, how could he act like she was non-existent?? She could still remember it vividly.
Tsukushi's P.O.V
"Makino!" he had called me just as I was leaving my classroom.
I swiveled around and looked at him expectantly. "Yeah?" Although I was acting cool on the outside, I was trembling inside. Afterall, he had tried to kiss me when I refused to reciprocate his like for me.
But just looking at him took my breath away. Did he ever appear so tall and hunky to me? And not forgetting his cute mass of unruly hair that sat on top of his head? I shook my head to compose myself. "He's a monster deep down, remember? Don't ever trust him too much or you'll regret it, Tsukushi!" I warned myself quietly.
"Err.I didn't ever apologize for that day right.?" He coughed and looked away for a split-second.
I could feel my face getting warmer as I looked at him and the whole scene came back to my mind. "Actually, no. You didn't," I confirmed his question.
"Ok, well, sorry. I really am..." he trailed off and rubbed at a spot behind his neck. He turned around and glanced somewhere.
Curious, I leaned forward to see what he was looking at. I saw the other F3 standing behind a wall scrutinizing us. Hanazawa Rui was leaning against the wall with a "heck-care" look on his face, Nishikado Soujiro was grinning at us like a Cheshire cat and Mimasaka Akira was nudging Nishikado and grinning at us too.
I felt a sudden burst of anger. "What do you take me for? Some girl who you can toy her feelings with and later just dump her? Oh, and meantime let your friends see how you do it?" I shouted at Doumyouji.
Doumyouji seemed shocked at the sudden outburst. "What the hell are you talking about? Since when did I toy with your feelings and then jilt you? Am I that kind of guy?"
"Yes, you are," I replied honestly.
"What! Don't you act like you know me very well. I know a lot of girls who would die just to go out with me, but are they after me? NO, they are after my dad's money which will go to me after a few years' time. Do you think I like that feeling?? Of being liked because of your wealth? I just hate it when you accuse me of doing such things!" He said in a low, menacing tone, glaring daggers at me.
My anger faltered a little. He did pin-point some facts about why he was so popular with girls. I felt a trickle of pity for him.
"I'm sorry." I said contritely. I tucked back a strand of stray hair behind my ear and looked at him sincerely. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the other F3 and remembered why I was angry with him. Even if what he said was true, did he have a right to display what he had to say to me in front of his friends?
He saw where I was gazing at and he immediately stepped in front of me, blocking my view. "Wait, listen to me explain before you get all blustered again."
"Idiot, it's "flustered", not blustered." I couldn't help correcting him. It had become a habit ever since I met this idiot. He had a problem with his language, I swear.
"Whatever. Flustered, blustered.what's the difference?!" he said dismissively. "But I have more important things to tell you." He suddenly broke off and looked at me shyly. At least I could detect it.
"What? Spill!" I ordered. My heart was fluttering like crazy and I could swear there must have been at least a thousand butterflies in my stomach.
"Makino, I."
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Izzit very short or boring or wadeva? Please gimme ur reviews! PLEASE! I depend on review (good OR bad) to improve on my story! THANX!