Chapter 2:
Kisa walked down the empty hallway in her new school uniform. Tohru had bought her a pair of shoes and a new blazer and skirt. Her backpack was filled with books, but she carried them like they didn't weigh a thing. She opened the door to her classroom and suddenly felt very exposed to the stares of her classmates.
"Hello Kisa-chan," the teacher said, "have a seat over there."
Kisa had been at Hatori's all morning, and he had called ahead of time to let them know that she was going to be late. Kisa walked over to the seat the teacher had indicated and everyone at the table scooted away from her. Even though she was in high school and in advanced classes, people still shied away from her.
"Now," the teacher continued, "the joining of molecules is caused by…"
Kisa tuned her out, she knew that already. She thought about Hiro in the class next door, struggling with basic earth science as she was taking biology. Hiro still smiled at her in the hallway, but it was Momiji or Hatsuharu usually walked her to class, Hatsuharu not so often though.
She began to doodle on her paper and it turned into a sketch of Akito's face. She shuddered and tried to quickly change it, but it was him no doubt about it. She could almost hear his voice mocking her. Her eyes started to fill with tears but she fought them back as the teacher decided to put up notes on the board for once.
Momiji and Hatsuharu were hits with the ladies in this school, even Kisa saw it, and she was usually a 'love-retard,' as she liked to call it around Tohru when they talked about boys. Momiji had suddenly grown a few feet and his voice had deepened, and then Hatsuharu, well he had control over the female population any way. In fact, there had been rumors of the little sisters of the 'Prince Yuki Fan Club' making a 'King Hatsuharu Fan Society'. Kisa smiled to herself as she thought about the group of girls following him everywhere.
'Freaks.' She thought as she was assigned a group with two other guys who looked at her expectantly.
"You're gonna do the work right?" one asked hopefully.
Kisa sighed, "Sure."
What a great way to spend her time, earning other people's grades while they just chatted and she did the work. That's always what happened. Always, no matter which classroom setting she was in… well except for gym, but that was because the boys didn't want the girls to break a sweat, so they took the ball from her when playing a game. Kisa didn't participate any way… not with the curse at least.
Kisa kept in thinking back to the garden at the Sohma estate. It was so beautiful, but it just seemed like it was in the wrong place. She thought that the Sohma place should be barren with bare tress that never grew. Dark clouds would hang over it, and it would rain every Saturday. Yes, that's what Sohma estate should look like.
"Kisa-chan, are you gonna do the work or not?" the boy asked.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, "Sorry."
She felt very stupid and went to work on the molecule right away.
'Connect that one with this one-I hate Akito-san- then that one there- why is he always yelling at me? - And then the blue one to the black one. Is that right? - He's mean. He's a slotch.' Kisa thought while connecting the colored balls to form glucose. (A/N: a 'slotch' is a word I made up that has the same effect of calling a girl a 'bitch' but you call a guy this. It is a cross between slob, slouch, slow, and a bit of 'bitch')
"There." She said showing them the completed molecule, "now you do the other one!"
"Umm…" one said.
"We don't' know how." The other said.
"Weren't you watching?" she asked cautiously.
"No." they laughed, "Looks like you have to make the other one."
Kisa wanted to hit them upside the head, but instinct pulled her back. She still had the curse, so her natural instinct after having it for so long was to shy away from confrontation with boys.
"Okay!" she said smiling and silently cursing them in her head. Why couldn't she ever do that?
'Why can't I ever say what's on my mind? I am always holding back! I feel so weak… I guess I really am like a rag doll. I'm just so easy to use and throw away afterwards… I'm so stupid…'
Kisa had to fight the tears and when she finished she asked her teacher for a pass to the bathroom. She smiled absently and walked down the hallway to the bathroom, took a stall, and began to cry. Kisa sat and cried until she heard people come in. They were talking about someone.
"I heard her mother's abusive." One was saying.
"Yeah, well I think that her dad's a drunk."
"No way!" the other exclaimed.
"Way." She was saying. "I swear, that Kisa girl has some issues." The second said.
Kisa sat on the toilet and suddenly everything was getting louder. She could hear her own heartbeat, ba-dum…ba-dum…ba-dum.. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. BA-DUM. BA-DUM. BA-DUM!
She clutched her head and tried to calm down. She was so weak and… 'I have to stay in control! I have to try! I must-' everything went black.
