IMPORTANT: This chapter is rewritten, updated, renewed! There were a couple of things that I and a few readers weren't happy with.
So here you go!
Chapter 2: Girlfriend.
The next day Yoko found herself frowning in confusion. Not only didn't the blonde get angry at her, but he didn't seem to notice her at all. As if he had forgotten she even existed.
She wondered whether she should be annoyed or relieved about this.
Unfortunately for the new girl, the other students weren't so quick to forgive and forget.
The school had to close the third wing, due to the floor give way a second time over night and having to do some reconstruction on that part of the building.
Until then, homeroom was given in the gymnasium.
It was a good thing her father had a construction company, who offered to rebuild the floors as payment for the damages.
Yoko wished social damages could be repaired with as much ease her father could repair a destroyed school wing.
She could literally taste the angst in the air the other students were emitting with her and Shizuo being in the same 'class' together.
But really, Yoko figured that if he ignored her for the rest of their lives and she him, the incident that happened the other day wouldn't ever happen again.
And surely enough, the girl could start working on building a better reputation then she had at the moment.
During lunch, Yoko got herself a coke and a vanilla muffin. The transfer student looked around the cafeteria for welcoming eyes – though there were none. Of course everyone knew, gossip like this would spread like wild fire.
Sighing, Yoko decided against forcibly sitting at a table to introduce herself to a random group of fellow students and went to sit at an empty table.
Getting out one of her notepads, Yoko started to draw absently – she wasn't really great at it, but it was a great way to keep her hands busy and her mind distracted.
"T-that's pretty" A quiet voice said from behind her.
Looking over her shoulder, Yoko came face to face with another girl, standing so close to her that their faces almost collided.
"Sorry!" The girl exclaimed, backing away nervously.
"That's okay," Yoko smiled and turning in her chair "you're into drawing?"
The girl kept her gaze down "Uhm…well…I"
"I don't bite, you know" Yoko snickered, her smile widening as she understood what was going on. Looking behind the girl, Yoko could see a table with a group of girls wearing a whole lot of make-up quietly laughing. Turning back her gentle smile to the girl Yoko asked "Did they force you or was it a bet?"
"Uhm…N-no!" The girl exclaimed in panic, sweat forming beads on her forehead. "I mean…it's not!" The girl blushed deep red "I really do like your drawing…" She hung her head in her hands, totally embarrassed.
"Hey," Yoko said quietly to make the girl look at her and smiled again "Like I said, I don't bite, the name's Garcia Yoko" and she held out her hand for the girl to shake.
There was a moment of silence as the girl simply stared at her hand before taking it and shyly introducing herself "Hamasaki Ayaka"
Gently taking the girls hand and shaking it once, Yoko grinned widely "Nice to meet you, Hamasaki-san" and let go of her hand.
Flustered, Ayaka bowed and scurried off back to the bullies who had forced her to try and poke the scary new monster, when in fact, it only helped Yoko gain more of an appeal by not flipping out like the idiot would.
She knew it when the other teenagers started to discuss what had transpired with amazement and a new flow of gossip would be going around.
Satisfied with the prospect of restoring her social life, Yoko delightfully sunk her teeth into her muffin and began to hum quietly to herself.
Yoko made it through the day without any other incident happening. Shizuo didn't suddenly go berserk on her and her classmates didn't run away screaming whenever she reentered the gym.
Walking back home Yoko stopped by a local convenience-store to buy some garbage bags and an ice-cream cone. She bought the garbage bags because Yoko discovered that they ran out yesterday and the ice-cream because she needed it.
Walking outside liking her strawberry cheesecake flavored ice-cream, Yoko thought all was right with the world.
"Oi."
For a split second, Yoko felt her pours open with sweat and her eyes widen with fear until she looked and saw who the call belonged to.
Looking left Yoko found a large group of teenagers around her age, all of them wearing a different uniform from hers and if it weren't for their 'totally-beaten-up' appearance, Yoko would have called them delinquent looking.
Yoko blinked. "Excuse me?"
"Are you Heiwajima's girlfriend?" The most beaten up of the bunch continued without any shame. They all seemed pretty pissed about something.
There was a long pause.
"What." Yoko spat. She racked her brain to figure what the other teen implied with that and why.
"Nevermind answering that, like you'd response honestly." The boy continued. "You see, your boyfriend picked a fight with us and then beat all of us up, for no good reason."
Yoko blinked confused and watched as they circled her. She very much doubted the situation she was in and asked. "What on earth are you talking about? Are you trying to quote some kind of movie I don't know?"
That only pissed off the leader of the group more. "DON'T PLAY IGNORANT ABOUT WHY WE'RE HERE LIKE YOUR BOYFRIEND, YOU BITCH!"
There were only eight of them and if Yoko wanted to, she could have easily given them a second beating for calling her such a foul name. But that wasn't in her nature, never would it be.
So when they suddenly jumped her, she jumped higher and landed behind them, her ice-cream slipping off her cone and falling on the head of their leader whom screamed.
"Oh my god! Sorry!" She exclaimed whilst very hastily running away.
After running a couple of blocks with no weird delinquent boys hot on her heels, Yoko stopped and looked at her cone.
"My strawberry cheesecake." She pouted.
"Onee-chan."
Yoko spilled the rice onto the counter as she was startled by her younger sister.
"Woops!" Yoko laughed as she cleaned up after herself.
Terra looked at her second eldest sibling with bored eyes – not that the girl was bored in anyway, it was simply how her elegant features were set. Much like that of a cat really.
"Are you alright?" Terra questioned, flipping her smooth dark hair over her shoulder and removing her middle school blazer, folding it over one of the kitchen chairs.
"Yeah, of course, I'm just dozing off I guess." Yoko smiled continuing filling the plates with cooked rice and meat with vegetables.
"Did you get into a fight today too?" The fourteen year old asked sighing as she started setting the table.
Another spoonful of rice was spilled.
"Whahahaha! no! no!" Yoko laughed but then stopped herself from acting like an idiot "I ran this time."
Yoko turned around with four plates in hand and arm, as experienced as any waitress, and put them in their places.
"You shouldn't let yourself get bullied" Terra commented putting glasses next to the plates.
"I'm not"
"Okaa-san's gonna disagree"
"Okaa-san doesn't need to know"
"So you are being bullied"
"Terra!" Yoko all but slammed the last three plates onto the table "for the hundredth time! I'm NOT being bullied!"
At that moment her eleven year old brother sauntered in, his sullen face looking at his eldest sister questionably. "Whose being bullied?"
"No one!" Yoko screamed in frustration at both her siblings "And I don't want to hear another word about it from either of you."
"Are you on your period?" Kou asked without blinking. The boy had been on a bleak streak as of late and everyone was fearing the worst.
This didn't mean a thing to Yoko, who smacked him across the head for good measure. "If any of us is on their period, it's you, sit down, dinners ready." Yoko turned to walk to the living-room. "And don't you dare start eating!" She added, her mood sour.
Author's Notes:
Hello boys and girls, long time no see, I HAVE been busy. Especially busy being stuck at chapter two because I myself and a dear reviewer, weren't really happy with it. (you know who you are ;) )
I really meant for this to be a lighthearted kind of story and that really happen with the first draft of chapter. Yes draft, since I take your critique at heart and muse over it seriously, I rather see it as a draft then finished chapters.
Not that I would go rewrite EVERYTHING though, or that I would completely sidetrack from the story in my head unless I do it myself. :P
Anyway, the third chapter will also be up soon in a week orso.
Lots of love,
Siaanna