Of Truth and Lies

I have the tendency to lie alot. And I can never keep my promises, no matter how much I try. I lied to most of my friends so that I could protect them, but, that didn't work out in the end. I became negative, sombre and anti-social. I was not to associate with people. I wasn't prepared for it. I couldn't make friends, and I couldn't confess to anyone I liked.

Somehow it was a lie.

When I was put in class E for the first year at Kitahara, I barely stuck out. I was just there, gazing at the window. I didn't want to be class representative, because I lacked the confidence to do so. I didn't start rumors, I didn't have friends, I never went to school festivals. I was just there. The day I heard the rumors about a girl named Sadako, I didn't interfere. I didn't even know her, so I didn't hate her.

And then came the second year.

I wanted to be put in the normal, boring classes of the year, but luck ran out on me that day. I knew, that I was going to have a bad day.

It started with a nose-bleed. Then, I was late for opening ceremony, and fell asleep for half of it. The bell was about to ring, so I was walking quickly through the halls, trying to make myself unnoticable. It worked for awhile, then someone bumped into me. I groaned mentally, knowing I was going to be late.

"Oh! 'Sorry, didn't see ya there." I was busy rubbing my head, because of the oncoming headache, and heard an overly cheery, extremely positive voice.

I looked up.

Somehow, I felt something jolt me out of my anti-social, negative, depressed reverie. For once in many years, I felt the thudding of my heart that I thought had ceased to beat. I felt the blood rushing in my face that I didn't even think was possible because I never blushed in my life. He was just there, the smile he had looking too happy, the amused honey-brown irises covered by ruffled blond hair. Then I remembered, I was on the floor, looking stupid, and my eyes practically glued to the persons' face in front of me. Then, I saw his hand come into my view, realizing he reached out to me.

Strangely and shockingly, my hand snapped out and clasped around his own too quickly, to my suprise. I looked on with wide eyes, and I saw out of the corner of my eye the smirk that appeared on his face. I barely had time to react when he hauled me up, none too slowly, and I stumbled and leaned right into his chest.

Well, karma just bit me hard in my ass.

"I'm late," I sputtered out, dazed and confused. I dared looking up at the boy in front of me, realizing my mistake. I wasted precious time, all because of this happy-go-lucky smiling idiot? I was late to class, not to mention that my day just worsened, and that I was probably going to get detention?

"We both are," The boy responded, but strangely, he was still smiling. Actually, he was grinning. I stepped back away from him as if he had some terrible virus, trying to keep my pride that was probably squashed and blown away. The boy, who had his hands in his pockets and that stupid, annoying grin he had on his face irked me to no end.

I started to feel angry, feeling my fists clench along with my teeth. I lifted my hand and pointed my index finger into his chest, glaring up at him.

"This is all your fault!" I hissed at him, and for once the irritating grin dropped from his face. I was the one at reason here, right? It was his fault, he was the one who bumped into me and caught me off guard. The walls of my pride and modesty had been smashed down by him, the infuriating asshole he was! And why was he smiling? Doesn't he realize we're both going to get in trouble?

"Hm? Me?" He pointed his finger at himself, with his obviously fake innocent look. I wanted to growl, and I want to scream and kick and possibly bruise what he had between his legs. But, after creating that solid, wall of pride and ultimate modesty, I forced myself to calm down. I glared at him, turning my head away and storming off, my shoulder bumping his.

I didn't bother to turn around, knowing he probably had that cocky grin of his. I reached class, my anger slowly subsiding.

In the end, I got detention, my bad day continuing.

Instead of making an OC, I wanted to use Ayane, but then I decided an OC was better since she was used alot :p

I really wasn't planning this, I was extremely bored and I was watching Kimi ni Todoke, and even though Kent seems like a really annoying guy, I just had to write a fanfic about him. I couldn't resist ^^ I actually really like Kent, the guys too cute and freaking positive! I want to continue the detention session in the next chapter, if I get any reviews, because they both got detention :D

Review if you want, and remember, review equals update. I won't pressure y'all! Be ready for the steamy detention session!

Review please! Please note that I have changed my pen name, and I won't change it for awhile.

Love, Chuuci