"Pfff, if I eat one more thing I think I'll explode!!" Elie said while she shoved the bits that were left over from her sandwich away from her, and leant a little bit behind. Her stomach was filled, yes, but Elie had just eaten without thinking. Just bite after bite she had worked the sandwich with cheese, lettuce and turkey away and her mind hadn't even paid attention to it.
If it would have been mud that I was eating, then I wouldn't have even tasted it.

Elie had no idea why she was like that. Yes, she was smiling and joking with her friends, but it appeared as if she was doing it out of habit, not because she was enjoying it.
"Hey Elie. What's up?" she heard somebody saying.
It was Musica.
He was her best pall, you know: a "male friend", and he was looking a bit strange at her. He knew Elie better then anyone else, even better then Remi did, but that was because of the fact that they used to be a couple. They went out for like 2 years, but then they both realized that they knew each other tó well and decided to split up. In the beginning it had been a bit awkward, but after a few weeks they were behaving normally at each other and they had gotten closer ever since.
His dark brown eyes looked at her deeply and were wondering why Elie was acting like that.
He even knows now, how I'm feeling and that's something's wrong.
"What's wrong Muze?"
Muze…
That was the nickname he had gotten ever since he had introduced himself to this group.
"Hmhm… is there something wrong El?"
And where Musica became "Muze", Elie had been called "El".
Simple, and everywhere Elie came, there would be Muze.
Just at the point where Elie wanted to say that everything was okay, Remi interrupted and said energetically angry:
"How would you feel if there was some kind of perv sitting underneath your seat, staring at your panties while you just wanted to take a huge bite out of your sandwich?!"
"Well, first of all, I don't wear short skirts, so I don't hàve that kind of problems." Musica said sarcastically.
"And second of all, I would grab that guy from underneath he table, kick his ass and forget about it."
"Well, we are girls, so we pay a little bit more of attention to such things, not to forget…"
Remi and Musica started to argue and Elie sighted.
She was having a slight headache, and stood up from the table.
"I'm going to go to the toilets for a sec."
Both Muze and Remi looked up and both said, at the same time:
"Should I come along with you?"

Then they both looked at each other, then made a sound that looked like "poeh!" and looked angry away from each other, but after a few seconds they aimed their looks at Elie again.
"No, I'll be fine Remi. And Muze, I don't think that you're allowed in the girls toilets."
It became quiet for a second. The other people of their table looked a bit strange, they had started to feel kind of uncomfortable.
"Be right back." And with that said, Elie just walked away. Her headache had gotten a little bit worse, and she had the feeling as if somebody was poking her with a knife in her head.
Is this all because of 1 unknown guy?

--xXx—

Haru was still sitting underneath that three.
He sighted and decided that he'd better get back to the main building, otherwise he would be late for class.
With a "now I only need to find the way back" he grabbed Plue, his stuff, and he slowly walked back. With his I-pod in his ears he putt his hands in his pockets and wondered on.
The gentle September sun was shining bright, and Haru was enjoying the warmth. He had dumped Plue in his backpack, and had prayed that the little annoying idiot wouldn't escape for the second time.
After the boy had walked for about 15 minutes, he smiled. The main entry of the building where he would have his next class was still opened, what meant that he wasn't to late.
His grin even widened when he saw a familiar face.
"Hey Muze!"
A kind of tall guy turned around, his black hair moving along with his movements. Although it wasn't that long, it still seemed…well.. it just seemed pretty cool.
That's something that would never happen to me…Haru thought silently.
Musica' s brown eyes searched for the person who had called his name, and when he saw Haru he smiled to.
Wow, he even got that third piercing just above his left eye! Haru thought.
"Well, well, isn't that our penpall Haru! What are you doing here? Didn't yah lived in some country town, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, where nobody has ever heard of a cell phone?!"
"I just moved here. This is my new school, but I have nó idea where I'm supposed to be."
"In which class are yah?"
"Uhm, I think it's 4A."
"Oh, that's crappy. I'm in 4B. But I know 2 people in your class, so I could introduce you to them?"
"Wow, that would be great! But hey, I haven't seen you today around here… is that possible?"
" Yeah, that's normal." He said laughing.
"I kind of ditched my lessons so far, at least today."
"Oh." Haru said.
Ditching school?
I've never done that before, my mom would KILL me.
"Hey, yah coming along? Then I could show you your classroom. You're lucky that I know where you're supposed to be."
"But aren't you going to get in trouble if you'll be late?"
"Haru, I haven't even showed up at class today, they don't really expect me yah know."
Both boys laughed loudly.
Well, this school might became kind of okay after all.

--xXx—

Elie was looking at her own reflection. The mirror in the girls toilets was a bit dirty, but she could still see herself clearly.
She had put her brown hair in a low braid, but a few locks of hair had escaped and it made her hair look kind of messy. Just the way she liked it. Her white top, that showed of her shoulders, and ended just under her belly button, made her look like some kind of gipsy.
Her big silver earrings seemed to be shining brightly, and Elie had just checked her eyeliner.
She smiled to herself and sighted afterwards.
With her left hand she went trough her hair locks and after she had done that she stared at the short skirt that she was wearing.
Maybe I should wear a jeans tomorrow?
The material of her skirt was really soft, in a soft yellow shade, and it felt really girlish.
Suddenly Elie didn't felt comfortable in the elegant garment and wanted to exchange it for something completely different.
What the hell?
I love short skirts, I've always wear them, and now I'm suddenly not in the mood for it??

"TRIIIIIINNNGGG!!"
"Oh great, class." Elie mumbled.
She grabbed her backpack and opened the huge door that closed of the girls bathrooms of from the rest of the school.
Hundreds of students were running through the hallways, trying to get on time in class.
Elie didn't wanted to rush right now. She knew she would have Mister Shiba, an old teacher who gave history, and who didn't even knew your name at the end of your high school.( he had already gave her lessons since freshman's year and still called her "girl at the window.")
Not really paying attention to the rest of the hallway, she suddenly saw a flash of grey hair.
Grey hair?
Then something strange happened.
Elie' s body moved without her commanding it to do anything. Her left arm reached out, and grabbed the person with the grey hair' arm. Her heart was beating really fast and she could feel adrenaline rushing through her.
The pervert from before.
He's here.
In my school.
I need…
I need…
I need to know his name.
The man turned around and Elie held her breath.

--xXx—

"See Haru, this is your class."
Haru looked around, and investigated the classroom with his eyes. Immediately his eye fell on the seat at the last row, at the window. He grinned and started walking towards that place.
"Oh no, Glory, if I were you, I shouldn't do that."
"Why not?" Haru asked.
Suddenly a voice sounded, and interrupted Musica, just when he wanted to say something.
"Com 'n class, let's all sit down. We're going to start with the lesson, so don't-…
Musica! What do you think you'll be doing here! Get out!"
"I don't think I'm welcome anymore." Musica said softly.
"See yah later Haru!"
And with that he run off.
The old men who was standing in front of the class sighted and pointed at the black board.
"As you all know, I'm your history teacher and you'll be calling me mister Shiba for the rest of this year. Got that?"
The class answered polite and Haru quickly sat down at the desk, just next to the one at the window. The sun was still shining and from where Haru was sitting, he could still feel it's heath.
I wonder who's seat that is… he wondered.

--xXx--