"What???!" exclaimed Anko as she scanned through the invitation paper given by Onizuka just after the flag ceremony. "Practically, he's out of his mind!"
Actually, it wasn't just any invitation since it would only be a week before winter vacation. It was a week whole project built up by Onizuka himself. It was a christmas gift, he said. But expectedly, everyone in the class 3-4 wanted to enjoy vacation rather than spending a week of it doing some project.
"I'm one hundred percent sure the principal won't let this be!" shouted Urumi as she sat on her respective seat. "Onizuka won't get away with this."
Speaking of, Onizuka came banging on the door, holding a bunch of papers in his hands and of course a cigar on his mouth.
"Nice day, losers!" shouted Onizuka as everyone sat in their seats, a bunch of angry eyes set upon him. Instantly, Onizuka felt the wrath of his students and he made his face swollen-like as he said, "Why so gloomy, hah? He he he... I'm pretty sure you'll be packing your bags for the trip!"
"Oh, for God's sake," finally Murai couldn't take any longer. "What the hell do you think you're doing, huh?! You really think we're enjoying this? Do you have any freakin' idea about what you're doing? YOu are ruining our lives!"
Everyone almost fell silent but no sooner agreed to Murai's words by clapping and cheering.
"Oh come on, you underdogs! You should somehow work your asses off sometimes! This is going to be really fun!"
"Uh," Anko sighed just like everyone as they surrendered to Onizuka. "You better make sure this is good, Onizuka!"
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"Well, Onizuka, what are you really planning to do?" asked Fuyutsuki as she took a sip from her soda. It has been quite a while that Onizuka and her had hooked up together like this.
"Well, I have a goal before this year ends," replied Onizuka, looking blankly at the stars. "I firmly believe I shall accomplish it no matter what."
"And what would that be?"
"Do I really have to tell you? It's a bit hard to explain but... but..." Onizuka paused and read his watch. "Umm... it's already late, I think I have to go. See ya!"
And that was that. Onizuka ran off back to the school and left Fuyutsuki puzzled about his plans.
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The next day was just like the other days that has passed. YOshikawa as at a good mood at going to the rooftop to have lunch with the other boys when a group of three girls approached him - and it wasn't really nice.
"Hey, is this the Yoshikawa you were talking about, Anko?" a blonde girl asked. Definitely she was with Anko and the other girl but they were knew. Yoshikawa knew those two weren't from their class.
"Yes, the very stupid and wimp Yoshikawa Noboru from class 3-4." answered Anko in a very proud voice.
"Wh-who are they?" asked Yoshikawa in a soft tone. He was just as scared as it happened everyday of his life.
"How dare you ask, you ludicrous boy?" teased the taller girl, as black long curls fell to her face. "Well, introductions are well appreciated I guess. I'm Yukiko and that girl's Sora and we're from class 3-1!"
"Okay, okay girls. I think your introduction is well off. Let's get this over with." Anko grinned. "Give me that!" And with thise words she grabbed Yoshikawa's lunch and threw it to the ground. Yoshikawa instantly ran to his lunch, tears forming on his eyes as the other girls laughed at him.
"Now, now, Yoshikawa," Anko said as they approached him. "Bend over your lunch and eat it. And remember not to use your hands."
"Wha-what!?" Yoshikawa said, almost to a shout but was answered by a forceful foot above his head, pushing him to the spoiled food. At this time, Anko, Yukiko, and Sora were laughing their stomachs out.
Finally, Anko removed her foot from his head. Yoshikawa fell over, tears were heavily coming out of his eyes.
"I believe you don't want to eat such kind of food," Anko said, now turning serious. "You just have to say the word, Yoshikawa."
"What? What do I have to say, Ms. Uehara?" murmured Yoshikawa in between his sobs. "Tell me, Ms. Uehara."
"Agh! Never mind." Anko said, truthfully annoyed. "Let's leave him." she whispered as she started to walk away. Her two new friends followed suit.
"Why does it always have to be like this?" Yoshikawa whispered to himself as he hit the floor with his hands. The tears heven't stopped falling. The hurt hasn't suppressed. "I hate it... I hate it... I hate it... I hate it..."
"Hey, Yoshikawa," a voice behind him said. It was Kikuchi. "I saw those three girls passing by. I thought you fought back this time."
"What do you mean, Kikuchi?" Yoshikawa swept the tears away from his eyes, picked up his lost lunch and stood up.
"Well, Anko..."
"What about her?"
"She was..." Kikuchi suddenly noticed the wasted lunch on Yoshikawa's hands. "What happened to your lunch?"
"I tripped over while I was about to go to the rooftop." Yoshikawa was absolutely anxious to know what happened to Anko. "You were saying something about Anko?"
"Ah, right. But I think that doesn't concern you any longer since you weren't troubled by her anyway."
"Wh-why? What happened and why wouldn't it concern me any longer?"
"Don't trouble yourself with her, Yoshikawa. I know you've had enough."
"I don't understand, what happened?"
"Well, I thought you made her cry."
"She was actually crying?"
"Yeah, I was kind of surprised myself. I thoughtyou were the first one to make her cry."
"Why would I?"
"I don't know. YOu know, I've met a girl like her."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, some girls tend to bully the ones they like so that even in the worst ways, they know that they've been in your mind once in a while."
"Really?"
"Well, that's one of my theories. I don't ask you to believe me. I'm just someone with an IQ of higher than 180 and has rational logic."
"How do I know if you know anything about such things?"
"Take it from the expert, Yoshikawa," said Kikuchi as he started for the stairs. "Come on, let's go up before our pizza there gets devoured by Murai."
"You have pizza up there?" asked Yoshikawa as his face brightened up to a smile.
"Yeah, Onizuka ordered a large one. He's quite generous, isn't he?"
"Well, I think so."
"Let's go."