Lies and Secrets: Glances
Tsubomi laid on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Her dark green hair was tangled and she remained motionless. Her eyes fixed on the ceiling. She had been awake for about 30-40 minutes. She couldn't go back to sleep nor did she bother to get out of bed.
A knock was heard on her door.
"Come in," she called out. Her voice empty. No emotions filled it.
The door slowly opened revealing a woman over the age of 30. "Lady Tsubomi, your father wishes to see you downstairs and for you to be ready for school."
"I'll be downstairs in fifteen minutes." Tsubomi assured and sat up on her bed.
The woman nodded and closed the door. Tsubomi reluctantly got out of bed. Her bare feet touched the cold floor but she didn't wince. She walked to her dresser and opened it. She randomly put on a gray T-shirt and dark jeans. She stared at her reflection when she stood in front of her mirror. She started to brush her long dark green hair.
She tied her hair up and left two long strands lay on her chest. She didn't care much about her looks. She slipped on converse and walked out her room and went to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, brushed her hair one more time and tied it again, and she washed her face. She then went to her room quickly to grab her IPod and headphones. Finally she ran downstairs.
She walked into the dinning room knowing that breakfast would be ready. At the head of the table was her father. As usual he kept a serious expression. On his right was Tsubomi's half older sister. She had a bored expression while her mother sat on Tsubomi's father left. The woman isn't Tsubomi's actual mother. Her mother was one of her Father's mistresses. Tsubomi didn't like the woman nor did the woman like her. The two detested each other.
Tsubomi sat across from her father "Good Morning Father," she muttered.
"Good Morning Tsubomi," he said. Even though he didn't show it, she knew that he always hated her presence.
The so called family ate in silence. As usual the food tasted like ashes to Tsubomi. In reality the food is amazing but to Tsubomi it isn't. Probably due to her depression. No one cared for her. No one actually taught her the meaning of happiness, love, etc. The one who was wonderful to her was her own mother but that was in the past.
Barely halfway through the meal, Tsubomi stood up. "I'm leaving," she announced then started to walk out. She took her school bag and purple sweater from one of the maids in the household then walked out the house. She didn't bother to ask one of the workers to drive her to school. She has two strong legs so walking is fine. She stopped for a moment as she shuffled through her school bag, searching for her IPod. Finally she found the device and took it out along with headphones. She put on her headphones and music blasted in her ears.
She walked to school, alone, with music blasting in her ears. Her eyes fixed on what was ahead, making sure that it was a clear path. A few people were walking around but they didn't seem to notice her. Up ahead was the school that she attended. It was a regular school.
A sigh escaped her lips as she grew closer and closer to the building. She was reaching the school so there were already groups of students hanging around. Students laughed with their friends. Tsubomi ignored all the chattering and laughing teens that surrounded her. She never bothered to create friendships since she thought it was pointless.
Walking into the school, Tsubomi kept her school bag slung over her shoulder and she put away her IPod and headphones. She walked through the crowded hallways, unnoticed nor bothered. She chuckled a bit. It amused her how now one seems to notice her, the girl with green hair, though deep down it hurt her. She wanted to be noticed.
She hated herself for being so torn apart. She wants someone to notice her...yet she also wants to be ignored. "Pathetic," she thought.
She walked in a classroom that wasn't full but wasn't empty. She walked to her seat which was in the third row of desks, next to the window. She sat down and sighed. She was tired and just didn't want to be surrounded by people who only gossiped and talked about pointless topics. It bored her and annoyed her.
She gazed out the window, staring at the blue sky. There weren't many clouds in the sky so it wasn't a gloomy day. Gloomy or not, she didn't care. She looked away and took out her IPod. She plugged in her headphones and allowed herself to be swallowed in the music that played in her ears. She put her IPod on shuffle then slipped on her purple sweater.
She hid her iPod behind her sweater so it presses against her shirt then she put on her hoodie, adjusted her hair, and kept her headphones hidden. She rested her elbow on the desk then rested her chin on her palm. A sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes. She ignored her surroundings and was absorbed in the music she listened to. It was as if she was drifting away from reality.
The teacher then walked in and cleared his throat, silencing the class. He greeted everyone then immediately started teaching. His words never reached Tsubomi ,though, as she only ignored him and gazed out the window. The sky was still the same, cloudless, and blue. Her dark eyes gazing at the sky. A sigh escaped her lips. "What a boring day," she silently muttered.
She kept her chin on her palm as she could feel herself grow drowsy. She rarely had peaceful nights. She always had problems sleeping. She just wanted to avoid dreaming of something that will never come true or that was in the past. Thus she resulted into having insomnia since she would spend her nights listening to music, keeping herself awake.
She struggled to keep her eyes open but when soft music is playing in her ears, her sweater keeping her warm, and on a boring and calm day, it was almost irresistible. Her head lowered a bit a few times. She silently yawned a bit. Her eyelids felt heavy. Slowly she was falling asleep.
Right when she was about to fall asleep, the door swung open. Silence filled the classroom as everyone stared at who had opened the door. Everyone was startled but Tsubomi was annoyed. She usually tends to be in foul moods when she's tired. Well who isn't?
At the door way was a boy around her age. He had blonde hair and unusual wild, yellow eyes. A smirk was on his face, his shirt was wrinkled along with his pants, and his bag was slung over his shoulder. A few girls smiled at the boy's appearance. From the looks of it apparently he's a womanizer.
The teacher sighed. "Young man, may I help you?" He asked, impatiently.
The boy nodded, his smirk never fading. "Yeah, they changed my schedule so now I'm part of this class."
The girls (except for Tsubomi) all looked like they were fangirls at a concert, ready to scream out of sheer excitement. The teacher sighed again and grabbed a paper that had all the names of the students in the class. He grabbed a pen. "What's your name?" He asked.
"Shuuya Kano," the boy replied. Tsubomi felt like she had heard that name before.
The teacher wrote his name down then put down the pen and paper. "Sit wherever you like," he waved his hand as he turned to face the board.
The boy ,who is named Shuuya, smiled and examined the classroom. He winked at a group of girls, smirked at a group of boys, then noticed Tsubomi. He felt like he had met her before. Her hair, eyes, and attitude was familiar. He looked away when Tsubomi glanced at him. She only felt like he was familiar for a moment but then let it go.
Shuuya glanced at her and chuckled. He found it amusing on how she was the only girl in the class who didn't look excited to see him. He started walking to the back of the class, passing by her. The two exchanged glances. Tsubomi kept her emotionless face while Shuuya only smiled and winked at her.
She shuddered and looked away. Shuuya was a bit surprised by her reaction but only chuckled again and went to an empty seat at the back. The teacher resumed teaching though both Tsubomi and Shuuya ignored the teacher. Shuuya spent his time making random drawings on his notebook while glancing at Tsubomi. Tsubomi was too busy spending the time falling asleep.
She had her head lowered and her eyes closed. Finally she had fallen asleep. Though it didn't last.
"Tsubomi Kido! Are you sleeping in my class again!"
Tsubomi was awoken by the teacher's loud and angry voice. She felt even more annoyed than when Shuuya had interrupted the class to announce that he would be attending the class. She clenched her fist as the teacher started complaining about how it was the fifth time that she had fallen asleep in his class. Everyone snickered except for Shuuya who was too busy trying to figure out where he heard her name from. The teacher finally took a deep breath and calmed down.
"One more time and its off to the principals office, understand? I'll give you your detention slip after class," he rubbed the sides of his head and sighed. "First the boy interrupts class and now the girl sleeps in class..." he muttered.
Tsubomi sighed as well. Another detention. Another pointless lecture from her father. Another nuisance. It was just the usual. The only thing that made this day somewhat different was the appearance of Shuuya Kano.