His True Feelings

On a bleak and ordinary day, all seemed well. Some might even call it boring. The sun sifted through the blinds and onto my pale face. I squinted as the brightness caught me off guard. I then looked to the front of the class where the teacher was standing, giving a boring lecture (as usual). I then stared at my desk where some lined notebook paper sat, untouched. I then sighed and started to doodle to make it look like I was actually working.

Suddenly the teacher called on me, "Ms. Higurashi, please read the next sentence."

I stood up to read the sentence and then said embarrassed, "Um…"

He asked impatiently, "What is it?"

"I don't get it."

"Please pay attention next time. Finals are next week."

Of course. I have other things to concern me. But still…I have one important thing looming over my head. I shook my head violently and sat back down, nodding my head in agreement. I then sighed and stared back out the window. I noticed a boy wearing a cap on his head running out of the schoolyard. It made me think of…HIM.

The bell soon rang and we were dismissed to our lunch break. I picked up my books and jammed them into my bag. I looked around; trying to avoid my friends at best, so I wouldn't be asked anymore questions about what they thought was my supposed boyfriend. I sighed heavily once again and then left the room, still cautious. I then went to my locker and grabbed some more books, placing some back in a sloppy manner.

My friends then rushed me and asked, "Why have you been avoiding us?"

Yuka asked, "Yeah!? Are you mad or something?"

I sighed and said, "Just leave me be you guys."

"Why!? I bet it was that no good boyfriend of yours!"

"What'd he do now!?"

I breathed in deeply and then explained briefly, "Look. He doesn't love me."

They were all taken aback and shouted at me in unison, "WHAT!? But you told us that he said…"

I shook my head. "It was only to protect me from being hurt."

"Well…aren't you hurt now :

I nodded my head slightly and said, "It's fine though. Now if you don't mind…I'm kind of hungry."

As I walked away I heard my friends whisper, "You hear that!?"

"Yeah. Inuyasha really hurt her."

"Poor thing."

I then stopped listening and turned a corner. I held my books to my chest and realized that my heart wasn't pounding like it did when Inuyasha's name was brought up.

Why though? I still loved him…didn't I?

(To be continued in chapter 2…Don't know title yet…Sorry…)