I rushed down the hallway towards Room 68. The corridor was nearly empty. I kept running when I hit something, or should I say someone. I was pushed back and fell to the ground, my sketch books scattering everywhere. "I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" The girl asked and offered her hand. I took it and she helped me up. "I think I'll be ok," I answered. The girl crouched down and picked up all my books before handing them back to me. "I'm Anzu Chinen, from Class 5-A. You must be Hitomi."
"Um, yes,"
"I saw you and Takuro hanging out at lunch, anything special?"
"No! Definitely not!"
"Ok, ok, just wondering. I used to like him but he never likes anyone so just letting you know, you don't have a chance with him. No one does."
"Oh...um...ok, I better be off now,"
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"To the Artists' Club clubroom!" I yelled as she ran to the end of the corridor. Anzu then realised her mistake. There had not been an Artists' Club for years but before she could tell me that it was too late, I was gone.
I arrived, puffing and panting, at the clubroom. "You didn't have to run you know," Fujihara-kun stated. "I know, I just...thought I was being followed,"
"What took you so long anyway?"
"I ran into someone, literally,'
"Who? Would I know them?"
"Yes...it was a girl called Anzu...Anzu Chinen,"
"Oh...her,'
"Yes, she used to have a crush on you,"
"I know, let's get started then,"
"Ok! What do we do first?"
"First, we need a club captain, and, seeing as you wanted to do this, I think you should be,"
"What! ME! I don't think I can!"
"Well, I'm not doing it,"
"Fine, now what?" Fujihara-kun took a piece of paper out of his backpack.
"You create a poster to put up around the school, to get people interested and to join,"
"What should I put on it?"
"Anything you like, it's your poster," I picked up the pencil and immediatey thought of my two most favourite things. Cupcakes and jellyfish.
"Ughh..."
"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
"Cupcakes...and jellyfish?"
"Yeah, they're my most favourite things,"
"It's fine, I told you to do whatever you like anyway,"
"YAY!" We photocopied the poster and put them up all around the school.
"There, that was the last one,"
"Fujihara-kun, thank-you. For everything,"
"Huh, oh, no probs," I went to hug him but stopped myself and then turned and ran home.