Why Did I Have to Fall for the French Exchange Student Chapter 2
"Okay, class, only a few days until Halloween. I expect you to finish your fruit basket paintings by that time."
I kept my eyes on the shitty paint splattered canvas in front of me. I really hated art, I never seemed to get any project we did right. Whatever, come Halloween we would be doing exams for a few days instead of our ninth period classes. Only a few more days, then I wouldn't have to worry about getting my lines right, or care if I used orange instead or red paint.
"Um, sir? I finished my painting, sir." I looked over at Momo, sweet little Momo, I bet her painting was like Mona Lisa perfect. I looked back at my putrid splatter of random colors on an empty canvas, it was pure shit, and everyone knew it. I looked back at little Momo who was making small adjustments to her painting. Miku, who continued to be a total bitch about my crush and self-esteem, asked-
"Hey, Momo, can I see your painting?" The girl nodded and turned the easel to Miku, who sat smug in her seat next to mine. I gaped at her art work. It was a beautiful mix of reds, browns and other fitting fall colors in a uniquely designed, maroon bowl. It looked like she had mixed various colors to get the perfect shades in the painting. Miku smirked at me and I gave her a frown in return.
"Show me your painting Luka." I didn't move it, instead she stretched her neck to look over at it. She hid a laugh behind her hand. I blushed a little, she had the right to laugh, it was terrible. Just a combined bunch of nauseating hues in an uncolored bowl on a free draw penciled in table and a white background. It didn't even look like fruit in the uncolored bowl, it looked more like someone puked and sneezed a bunch of random color on it.
"Sir, may I use the washroom, please? " The teacher nodded and I watched Momo get up and leave the room. I scowled when I saw her join Akaito outside the door. He was going to make a rebel out of her. It was a shame really; she was such a nice girl.
"Luka, can I borrow a smaller brush, I only have a big one." I looked back at Miku who was adding small pencil marks to coordinate where each color should be placed. I shrugged reaching over to hand her the brush. Miku reached out then recoiled quickly.
"Gross, Luka, you need to wash the paint off your hands!" I looked down. She was right, I had so much paint on my hands they were gray and brown.
"Sir, may I go wash my hands?" He narrowed his eyes at me then gave a quick nod. I got up and went to the bathroom at the end of the hall on the second floor, the one that no one else seemed to use. And I knew why.
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*Flashback*
"Hurry up you two or I'll drop you off in the alley!" Miku and I pouted and quickened our pace to catch up with my brother. Luki was smirking so I figured it was something I wasn't going to like. We were only five years old at the time so the high school hallways were unfamiliar to us then. We followed Luki up the flight of stairs, and down the hall to… a bathroom? I blinked up at my older brother and he smirked at me.
"But Luki, this is a girls' bathroom! You're not allowed in here." Luki continued to smirk.
"Yeah, but remember that hot girl I was dating last month?" We nodded in unison, those two really looked like they would work, too bad she had to hate salmon.
"Well, one time, she and I were make'n out and-"
"Luki!" He blinked.
"What? You two are old enough to understand that, or are you little babies." We looked at each other, then back at him, we shook our heads.
"Anyway, she yanked me in here and we found something awesome!"
He walked over to the last stall in the row and pulled away a grayish mat in from of the toilet. We both stared. There was something that looked like the trap doors in my story books. He reached out quick as lightning and grabbed a clip from my hair. I frowned.
"Hey!" He ignored my complaint and fumbled around with the lock until the doors swung apart and we all looked down at the stairs that lead down into darkness at the bottom. He smirked at us again.
"After you." We gaped at him.
"We can't go down there! It's dark and really scary." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh, come on! Don't be chicken!" And with that, Miku and I put on our tough faces and led the way to the bottom of the creepy dark secret passage way.
"Luki, what exactly is down here anyway?" I looked over at Miku as she asked the question, tripping over her miniature feet as she fallowed us down. Luki shrugged.
"I don't know, I've never actually gone down here before." I gulped nervously; maybe this wasn't such a good idea. My worries were interrupted when Luki stepped off the stairs and bellowed-
"Here we are!" Miku and I gasped.
*End of Flash Back*
I finished rinsing the suds from my hands and stopped the water flow. I walked over to dry them when I heard something strange, it sounded like a faint argument. And it seemed to be coming from…. Below? I rolled my eyes. -I must be losing it, finally- I thought to myself continuing to make my journey to the paper towels.
Then I heard it again, only a little louder, like someone yelling but, again, it was muffled and sounded like it was coming from under me. And, again, there was a person shouting in response. Then it changed, it was a scream. A long, tortured scream that made my head hurt. I gave a small laugh, it sounded like someone was being raped or something! I heard the scream again, and again, it sounded like someone was being brutally murdered.
I decided to walk into the end stall, and pushed the mat away. I knew if I was caught down there I would be suspended, or something like it. But, whatever, I didn't really care about school anyway.
I grabbed a clip from my pocket (always gotta have one handy, right), and made my way quietly down the stairs. It was completely dark, what did I expect, and it smelled terribly foul, so much it made my eyes water. But I knew I was in too deep, I couldn't turn back. I reached the bottom and slid behind the wall. I remembered from years ago what I would find down here. I heard it again, once more, only I recognized it as a young girl and she really did sound like she was in tremendous pain.
I decided to take a chance and peak around the corner. All I could see through the darkness was someone putting on pants.
"That's what you get!" I squinted a little catching a flash of red in the black room. I put a hand to my temple, I knew that voice. But from where. Then it hit me like an electric shock-
… Akaito! -Oh my god! I have to tell Momo- I was about to leave when I heard a slam and I turned to see Akaito walk up another set of stairs. I waited until I heard a faint closing door across the room. Then I ran to the cages I had known no one had moved since I had last been down here. I ran across the room I was told where she was by the small whimper coming from the cage on the end closest to her. I covered my mouth at the sight of the blood leaking through the iron bars. I decided to man up even if the color had all drained from my face and my shivering fists began to sweat.
"Hello! Whoever you are I'm here to help you!" Her sobs were interrupted by a frightened gasp.
"Please, I want to help you! Please let me help!" I waited. Then I jumped back, falling to my knees, shaking all over. The girl came over to the bars on all fours. The rose haired girl looked up at me with horrified eyes. I gripped my mouth with my shuddering hands, my eyes began to sting with tears.
"M…M…" The girl looked at the ground.
…
"God, what did he do to you Momo?!"
TBC