Friday's Good Morning
II: Marron
A/N: As promised here is Chapter 2! After Next Gen week...I might post an epilogue, but that's only if it's actually desired.
Thursday
Sunlight filtered in through the large picture window that laid adjacent to the magnificent canopy bed. Cerulean eyes flitted bothered by the sun, and quickly the blonde with messy hair sat up. Glancing over to her manual clock laid on her bedstand - 6:25 AM, she noticed she woke up five minutes earlier than she usually does. A sigh emitted from her lips as she sauntered over to her mirror glancing at herself. She adjusted the salmon colored silky pajamas before beginning the usual process of getting ready, starting with brushing her teeth and slipping into her uniform.
But what took so much of her time, was her repetitive "Good Morning's" to a boy who has seemingly never given her the time of day. She cranked up the faucet as she rehearsed the two simple words whilst applying her mascara. She rolled the wand on her lashes masterfully, spraying on her favorite perfumes on her neck and then heard a soft knock on the bathroom door.
"Marron?" A soothing voice stated through the doorway, "Honey, you've been in there for twenty minutes...breakfast is ready." Marron perked her head up and swiveled to the door opening it with a brilliant grin, staring at her mother who simply shook her head and chuckled, "silly, what are you doing in there for so long."
Marron smiled shrugging dubiously and made her way down the stairs to a table filled with her favorite breakfast food: strawberries and waffles. She sat down watching her father read the newspaper with much intrigue, the blonde popped a waffle in her mouth tilting as she attempted to decipher the headline. In doing that she took far longer than usual with her breakfast. Looking down at her phone she took at the blaring announcement that it was 7:40 AM and if she wasted another moment she was going to be late!
And given her unrequited crush sits on that bus she can't miss it! She plants a kiss on her short father's cheek and hugs her mother tightly before snatching her bag from the hooks near the door, nearly vaulting out of the door. It seems every morning was the same old routine, but somehow, Marron hoped today was different. She passed the same old white buildings with big fences where many families of her stature lived in and sped through the areas which she has come to know like the back of her hand. The blonde's pigtails seem to never fall out of place with each bouncy step she took, almost as if her hair decided to defy gravity as she arrived at the station door. Her friend Valese tapping her foot impatiently at the entrance. The brunette pointed accusingly at the blonde as she approached.
"Any later and I might have just left you!" The brunette shouted, "you're lucky I'm such a good friend!"
Marron smiled sheepishly, clicking the tips of her shoes together, "Aw jeez, no need to say thing like that Val."
Valese rolled her eyes as she led the blonde down the station to their usual waiting area, and almost immediately the brunette decides to gossip about Marron's "prince charming" that she won't quit yapping about. "You think he'll be there today?" Valese stated excitedly before frowning, "I swear Marron if you don't make your move on him, I will personally go up and smack you!"
The blonde shifted her weight to-and-fro as she glanced about nervously. She didn't have so much to worry about, she was a model, so looks weren't a problem. What if he thought she was weird? He was the rugged kind of guy, she wouldn't be surprised with that entire tough act he puts up...he very well may not be into the girly types and that very fear of rejection struck Marron deeper than anything. She could almost feel her stomach doing somersaults when train #2 arrived at the station, her heart and mind knew he'd be there at the entrance and this time she still wasn't sure if she will be able to spew out her hello.
As she entered the train she talked to Valese for comfort, knowing she'd probably cry from how nervous she felt but she glanced over to him, for only a mere second and felt his gaze burning on her, and quickly she noticed his eyes avert. Was he looking at her? Maybe now she could say her good morning! But alas, no hope. The more she stared at him the more she melted. She watched her crush from across the train, glancing at his boyish face and seemingly rugged appearance. A smile pouring over her face at the sparkly bandaid on his chin.
The crowd of highschoolers bee-lined out of the train, Marron shuffling between as she attempted to step closer to her crush. She refused to allow him to get away this time around but things didn't seem to be in her favor, practically falling over herself to catch up to the lavender-haired wonder. Losing sight of him, the blonde made her way to school, keeping idle chats with Valese about life and her growing affections for a certain boy whose name she wouldn't spill. Whilst she attempted her hardest to pay attention, her attention was kept solely for the lavender-haired boy. Why am I such a wimp! Marron thought, a frown framing her face.
Arriving in class she sat down in her seat, located in the back of the center rear of the class. Silently, she practiced her different forms of saying good morning. Trying her hardest not to be heard by her classmates but receiving strange looks as people walked to their seats.
"Good morning!" Too formal.
"Mornin'!" Too friendly
"Hey!" Too awkward.
Marron groaned frustratedly, sliding her body down on the seat covering her head with the sleeves her pink cardigan. She only wants to become a more assertive, confident version of herself yet she couldn't decide how to even start. Her mind drifted to think of his smiling face, a rare but happy occurrence. His cat-like eyes closed ever-so contently when he genuinely laughed and the sound of his raucous laughter brought butterflies to the girl's stomach. Marron knew she had to give this her all on Friday or spend another Friday sulking alone.
Marron's head perked up a few fingers covering her lips as she glanced around the room checking to see if anyone hear her speak. Her cheeks growing hot from the embarrassment.
Friday
It was eight in the morning and Marron's heart thumped wildly against her chest. She had spent the entire morning making sure her hair was perfectly parted and her make-up perfectly done, she was set on making the first step to whatever would happen between them. The blonde's pigtails streamed in soft curls down her waist but her outward demeanor was anything but gentle, it was more akin to freaking out.
The blonde felt her self-confidence depleting as for the first time she was comparing herself to all the other girls on the platform. It was unlike her to think such things, she knew she was a pretty girl and she didn't need any validation from anyone and yet...Marron had never felt more insecure in her entire 16 years. The state of her being felt so terrible she felt the sky or even Kami was crying for her.
It was 8:07 AM and Marron felt the gust of wind slap her face as the train arrived abruptly. She was nowhere near ready to walk in and face him, and what was worse it was starting to rain as she got in causing her hair to frizz up. She walked in, noticing him standing, brooding eyes glancing out the window and as she shuffled in to make space she found herself standing right in front of him. Her cheeks burned, too embarrassed to turn around as she faced Valese and whispered signs of help - she hadn't planned on him being so close to her!
I failed again! Marron thought disappointedly as she made her way off the train station but shuffling out into the entrance she sees Trunks with his hands in his pockets staring upwards at the rain under the roof. This was her chance. The blonde looked over to Valese who was pulling out her umbrella before Marron quickly raised her hand to stop.
"Wait-!" Marron exclaimed, "Look, Trunks doesn't have an umbrella." Valese smiled knowingly and gave her a wink.
Marron walked up to him, gentle steps with her eyes not daring to look up at the taller teen. With flushed cheeks and possibly the softest voice possible she hands him her prized pink umbrella. "Y-You can use mine if you want." She did it, she said something! Albeit, bashfully Marron was exploding with happiness from their first interaction.
His reaction was unlike anything Marron would have expected, his face erupting in a shade of pink as he fired back with several panicked, awkward "Thank you's." The blonde tried her best to resist the grin that dared to pull on her lips as she turned around, now it's time for the next step in her newly devised plan - on Monday he'll return it...she was sure of it. It was sudden, sure. But Marron hoped they could get along starting from then on...she has to do her best next Monday or she's bound for another loveless week.
Monday
Marron has put everything into this morning, making sure her hair was prepared for any weather. Her face prepped to look as perfect as she could possibly muster and of course, her perfume and timing had to be just right. This was it, the final and crucial good morning. It's 8:07 AM and she knows he's waiting for her, and lo-and-behold he was, with her pink umbrella in hand and a boyish grin on his face. There was no way today wasn't her day! Marron smiled as she pictured spending weekends with him and quickly shut down herself in fear of getting ahead of herself.
It was fine to fall for him...right? Because in truth she wanted to get to know him more than anything.
"Good Morning!"
A/N: It's complete! Mwahahha
