A/N: I apparently have nothing to say after blabbering so much in "Her Choice". LoL. I just hope you enjoy this chapter, though it's short. Give this series a chance, please. Thank you!
DISCLAIMER: If I owned DNAngel, that would be when pigs fly! I only own Hitomi Shirachi and all the rest of the OCs who are going to be appearing in this story plus the plot is also mine. :D
In Class 1-A, there were two kinds of smart. The first was the plain genius - Hiwatari Satoshi. He has yet to be caught stressing over exams but still he became the top of the class. The second was his total opposite. Hitomi Shirachi was someone who always went by the book.
"Don't talk to me!"
What made her different from Satoshi, besides their grade point average, was the fact that she becomes a snob during exams. Too much stress being the primary reason. They knew she had been trying to out-do Satoshi since who-knows-how-long so they somehow understood her transformations. It was only the Takehiko twins who enjoyed testing her patience.
"Onegai, Chi-chan! Teach us!" the female twin, Ren, begged as she placed herself forcefully in the way of Shirachi's view of her text book.
"Shut up, you two and don't call me 'Chi-chan'! It's annoying." Shirachi retorted, pulling her book from under Ren's head full of dark blue locks.
"Demo, Chi-chan, we need your help!" the younger twin, Ryoichi, insisted, stealing the book from the blonde's hands this time.
"You little demons! Give me back my book!" it was obvious by her facial features and her tone of voice that she was extremely pissed off by now.
"Ahhh! Satoshi-niisan!" the twins yelled in unison as they rushed to hide behind their older cousin.
"Come back here, you monsters! I'm going to kick your-!" Shirachi ran after them; she was so mad, it was scary!
"Watch your tongue, Hitomi-san." Satoshi looked up from the novel he was reading to tell Shirachi off in an indifferent manner.
"Oh, shut up, Hiwatari! I don't give a d'mn about what you want to say right now." Shirachi snapped rudely.
"How childish. Between you three, you're the oldest, so you should take more responsibility." Satoshi stated, looking up to meet Shirachi's angry amethyst eyes.
"Childish? They're the ones who attacked me! You know, Hiwatari, if you don't know what really happened, you better not say anything at all." Shirachi countered, her annoyance was now directed towards Satoshi instead of the twins.
"I believe they were merely asking for your help with something. But you were much too engrossed in your reading to take notice. You got mad because they took your book." Satoshi stated, making her eat her words.
"Know-it-all jerk." she mumbled, glaring at Satoshi.
"Violent witch." he retorted with pure indifference that it made it more annoying than if he said it with any fervor.
"Devil's spawn."
"Grumpy old lady."
"Creepy four-eyes."
"Second place."
"Nerd."
"That's you."
"Oh. . . .right. Well, you're -"
"Your book." he suddenly interjected, handing over the manuscript that was stolen from her earlier.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
Shirachi returned to her seat after that rather odd exchange. Their classmates could only stare at them for their strange relationship. They always wondered why they haven't gotten together yet. Even if shirachi considered Satoshi as her rival and Satoshi didn't seem to be the playboy type, they made such a cute couple. Perhaps they could find a way to get them together. . . .
