"Ugh, I hate you so much!" She yelled at me, in the middle of our school's hall, everyone looked at us as she ran off crying.
Now, I knew she couldn't stand me, but never once before had she told me she hated me.
Plus I'd never done anything to her today.
I stood there, green eyes wide in shock, watching as she ran off like everybody else.
"Namine!" I called after her, but she was already gone. What had I done?
That had been a week earlier, I was now on my walk to her house, My hands in my denim-jacket-pockets.
Underneath I had on a red Panthers-Jersey, my schools team mascot, old blue jeans, and some old converse.
It was the beginning of Fall, trees were turning yellows, reds, and oranges, there was also a chilly breeze out.
I didn't know why, but I'd felt something went wrong, she hadn't been at school since our little 'discussion' and I felt it was all my fault.
"I wonder if she really hates me…" I spoke to myself.
A couple minutes later I stood outside of her house, and she apparently lived in a bad neighborhood.
I got her address from our friend Roxas.
I hesitated to leave as I got to her driveway.
Her house was about two stories tall from looks, the roof was missing it's navy-purple shingles, the white body of the house was falling apart, one of the windows had a huge crack in it and the door looked as if it would fall off at any given time, the cement porch was falling apart and the garden was dead, there lawn was over grown, The mailbox was poorly built and crooked, and there fence was old and needed a paintjob.
I decided to walk up anyways, careful not to trip or fall.
When I got to the porch I banged loudly on the door 3 times before I got a reply.
There stood Namine Akata, any exposed skin cut and bruised, her clothes were ripped and had holes in them, her longish blond hair was knotted in a messy pony-tale and she was crying.
My eyes widened at the sight of her and she wiped her tears with her arm.
"What the hell do you want, Ouhtorai?" She asked arms crossed.