Tatsuki's P.OV
I sat there in our maths class as usual trying and failing to copy Ishida's work. Can you blame me he's the smartest person in that class? Although I hate it when he unintentionally shielded his own work. Its like he's seen me through his blue eyes, he's seen me scanning his page for the correct answers. Did I mention that once he wrote down some answers a couple of weeks ago and allowed me to copy them and guess what? They were all wrong every single last one of them. I don't think he likes me very much.
Although I hang around with him since he hangs around with Ichigo and Inoue and Keigo and Sado. However as I have we ever had a conversation? No we haven't we've not even exchanged a hello. I glared at him as he once again pushed his glasses up his nose.
Ishida's point if view
I inwardly laughed at Tatsuki's vain attempt to copy my answers again; you'd have thought she'd learnt from a couple of weeks ago. Although I hadn't intended on embarrassing her that much. I remember face changing from her usual colour to a bright stoplight red as everyone laughed at her errors. Of course I'd made them to, but me being the intelligent guy I am made a page with the right answers for myself. As egotistical as I just sounded I don't think I'm that wonderful, its not like I'm good at sport or anything else, its not like I'm that brilliant in the looks department either.
I'm just the 'nerd' as they call me of the class.
I felt eyes rest on my spinal cord, I didn't know or wish to know who they belonged to; I mean there's one gay guy in our class. Rather I think he's gay, after all he acts it. He likes to get way to close to me for my liking. Keigo is his name, Ichigo's friend and the one person I loathe with a passion.
Unfortunately for me Ichigo usually insisted on my eating lunch with him and his friends which usually frustrated me since he doesn't take no for an answer. He doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the word no either. Or perhaps he does and he might just ignore the word no.
No-one point of view
He felt a burning sensation behind his ears; perhaps from the embarrassment of feeling the presence of 2 eyes staring at his back it frustrated him. His eyes widened as he turned around in an attempt to see who was making him so uneasy.
"Inoue-san?" he made his statement into a question.
"Yes Ishida- kun?" Inoue asked. He felt his face grow hotter as she spoke; the reason for this was unknown to him.
"Nothing," he replied pushing his glasses up his nose.
Inoue cocked her head to one side in pure confusion, Ishida was acting strangely and when she thought about it he looked a little bit uneasy. She didn't ask not now when the teacher was giving her death glares across the classroom.
Ishida continued to look at her until the teacher yelled at him, he turned red cleared his throat then turned around. He heard Tatsuki snigger from beside him; he looked at her blankly and continued with his own work.
Inoue's Point of view.
I don't understand how on boy could have so much composure, I mean he always has the same straight face on his face. He's even more beautiful when he smiles. Its one of the most gorgeous smiles you'll ever have the pleasure of seeing. I can't tell him how I feel can I? I mean he most likely doesn't like me in that way, I mean he's beautiful even if he insists he's and I'm just Inoue.
"Ishida-kun," I mumbled.
"Yes Inoue-san?" he asked, he didn't turn around but I guess I could look at his spinal cord.
"I'm sorry Ishida-kun," I said.
"It's ok Inoue," he flashed me quick small smile. It made my heart melt every time I saw his smile no matter how small it was, they're images I treasure forever. His smile.