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As usual, D!3 still doesn't belong to me--neither does Cinderella Story...
Hope you all enjoy the story though...
Definitely Not a Cinderella Story
Oh c'mon Cindy… how long r u gonna do this? Give me at least 1 clue 2 who u r…
I shook my head as I read the message my virtual-best-friend had sent me last night. I had been too preoccupied with everything that happened last night that I slept without replying to his last message.
You can tell what my head was preoccupied with…
I typed in a quick message as I entered my Biology Lab—the first class to start of the week.
I'll tell you when d time comes…
I pressed "send" and then looking up at the class, waved at my friends who were seated at different places with people they seldom approve of. But what choice did we have since it was up to our teacher to sort us into pairs for the Lab.
As soon as she noticed me, my Biology professor, Miss Sagara said, "Kouzuki… you're at table one…"
I nodded and giving her a smile approached the table and putting my bag down, sat down. Before I put my mobile into my bag, it vibrated.
That's what you've been saying 4 d past 1 yr…
I smiled and typed:
G2g… :) class starting…
Without waiting for a reply, I dropped my mobile back into my bag and sat up straight.
Wait… where's my lab partner…?
Don't tell me…
I didn't get one…?
Typical…
"Ah… Saionji… you're at Table one with Kouzuki…"
I could swear that my heart almost stopped.
I looked up surprised to see the handsome brunet walk, almost bored, towards where I sat.
My heart began to pound hard against my chest.
Great…
The rest of the girl population in the class (save my friends) starting groaning and hissing what would be unmistakable insults directed towards me seeing as their Prince "Popular" is going to be the lab partner to a Dork.
More embarrassment shall follow…
I shifted my gaze to the empty table and bit my lower lip to stop myself from screaming in awkwardness.
"Today… we are going to start with the features of White Blood Corpuscles…"
Snap out of it, Miyu!
You have an important lesson to listen to.
You have to stop thinking about what happened last night…
I shook my head to rid of the memories but the brunet chose to shift his gaze to his lab partner at that exact moment.
I held my head down, trying to take notes but I couldn't help but witness the small quiver that his lips experienced at the sight of me.
"Hey…" he whispered, "you're… you're Towel-girl, aren't you?"
Huh?
I looked at him, my eyes wide (and possibly my face red).
T-T-Towel Girl…?!?!?!
Chapter III
The Towel Girl and The Jerk
I sighed as I sat down at beside Christine, rubbing my head while the latter looked at my sympathetically.
Well… I deserved her sympathy alright…
Not only did the guy of many of my classmates' dreams call me "Towel Girl", I had to fall flat on my back in Physical Education class. Well, the second half was totally my fault seeing as I wasn't paying attention when the ball came towards me for I glanced at the same brunet, who was playing Basketball, for just a second.
Sheesh…
Why is fate so cruel to me…?
But not many were actually surprised at the fact that I fell… seeing as I am the School Klutz.
"Miyu…?" called Chris tenderly, "do you wanna go to the nurse's office..?"
I faked a smile and said, "It's okay… I'm fine…"
She looked more worried.
Oh well… I wasn't that good an actor anyway…
But I wasn't going to tell anyone what happened yesterday when Saionji arrived at the Mansion to talk to Sûn.
The very thought made blood rise to my cheeks.
So… ok… of all people… why HIM?
The insolent jerk had the nerve to refer to me as The Towel Girl.
Geez… someone should teach him how to talk to girls.
"OW!" I yelled in pain as something round and orange hit my head at the exact same spot as the volley-ball had hit me.
I felt a little dazed and then regaining some posture back saw a basketball rolling innocently about my legs.
As I continued to stare much to the anxiety of my friends, a pair of Nike-shoes-wearing legs approached me lightly.
I looked up, ready to pounce.
But he took the basketball from the floor and then walking back to the boy's side shrugged, "sorry…" without even bothering to look at me.
"Hey!" I called the brunet, all of my pent up anger ready to overflow any second now.
He turned and at the sight of me, his eyebrows rose in mild surprise.
Great… Great… Great…
HIM again…
He walked back towards me whilst all I could do was wish I didn't call him back.
"Towel-girl…" he said as if it was some kinda greeting and wore that ever-so-irritating smirk of his.
Christine frowned at the name but didn't ask any questions.
Infuriated, I got to my feet and snapped, through clenched teeth, "its MIYU!" and stressed every syllable, "Mi-Yu!"
Everybody stopped whatever they were doing and turned to the Dork who had the nerve to talk back with such a raised tone to a Popular.
I wasn't bothered.
Actually I wasn't even aware of the audience.
"Some smart guy you are!" I found myself pouncing on him, "can't even get a name right…!"
His blinked confusedly and then another smirk formed across his lips.
I frowned as he bent towards me and said in almost a whisper, "it's not my fault that your towel made more of an impact…"
"Jerk," I muttered, glaring at the brunet.
Blood rushed through my face as his smirk widened and he left the girl's area and dribbled the ball right into the court and made a basket, his smirk still in place.
Damn it!
The first time we had ever had a conversation inside the school…
He called me Towel-Girl and I ended up calling the most handsome guy in school a "Jerk".
Some day I'm having…
"Why did he call you Towel-girl?"
"He's such a jerk!" I couldn't help but exclaim while exiting the school with the rest of my gang.
I stopped when I realized that they were all giving me weird looks.
I frowned and asked, "Why are you guys looking at me like that?"
Santa rubbed his nose, trying very hard to suppress laughter.
I scowled.
What's going on…?
"What's going on?" I asked.
"If I didn't know any better…" started Nanami, grinning.
"…"
"You have a crush on the School Soccer Team Captain!" accused my entire gang.
…
…
…
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
"What?" I gasped.
Their grin grew wider as they came close to me.
"This is impossible!" I exclaimed, flabbergasted, "how could you even think that I would fall for a jerk like that idiot!"
They continued to grin like idiots.
Damn it!
"Ugh!" I cursed, "I'm going home!"
I heard them call out to me but I didn't take much heed as I headed home, infuriated.
I already had a hell of a day not only with that jerk humiliating me by calling me "Towel-girl" but I had to dodge his fan-club the entire day for they were focused on annihilating me cause according to them I don't even deserve a second of his attention.
To hell with them…! I don't even want his attention!
I hate that jerk!
I dropped on the chair facing my PC, exhausted whilst rubbing a towel against my wet hair.
I had to take a bath cause the twins forced me into doing gardening today.
I shouldn't complain…
I should've seen this coming…
Even though they had no chance at all, the twins did nourish a crush for the brunet…
I sighed…
Why are all these girls smitten by this jerk?
What qualification did he have to deserve all of this attention…?
…despite being rich, handsome, athletic and spoilt…!!!
I sighed again.
Just then, my IM popped open as I got a message from PP.
PP says: hey… you there?
Thank god…
Me: Hey!
I waited for a reply. It was almost instantaneous.
PP says: wow… that was fast… I thought u hit d hay already…
Hit the hay…? No way… I couldn't sleep tonight that easily even I was as tired as I am right now.
Me: I'm too much in a bad mood to sleep soon
PP says: Y in bad mood? What happened?
Great… Should I tell him…? I really want to…
Me: You don't wanna know…
I knew what he was going to reply before even he thought about it. I was experienced to that line way too often to mistake it.
PP says: Try me… :)
I chuckled.
That's what he always says…
"Try me"
I never did… I've always postponed telling him about my life…
Maybe I can tell him this…
Me: Well….
I didn't know how to begin.
I can't tell him everything about Saionji and what he saw…
I blushed at the thought.
PP says: Well…?
He can be so impatient sometimes.
Me: It's like this… there's this guy at my class…
What should I write…?
PP says: you have guy-trouble?
I frowned.
No way!
Me: No way! I hate this guy! He's a total jerk!
Again, the response was instantaneous.
PP says: A jerk?
I sighed.
Me: Yeah… I hate him… but my friends think I have a crush on him…
He didn't respond.
So I continued.
They think its cause I keep telling them I hate him!
Tell me… doesn't "hate" mean just "hate"…? When does it magically acclaim d meaning "like"?
For once, he seemed to be out of any replies.
I frowned.
It wasn't like him to not respond to a direct question like that.
So I asked him: U still der or r u already asleep?
I was half expecting him to tease me like the rest of my friends. But he did nothing of the sort. What he asked was the most unexpected.
PP says: Do u?
I frowned.
What?
Me: What?
There was no response. This was totally weird.
PP says: Do u have a crush on this guy?
I didn't know what to say…
Did I…?
No way!
I hate that jerk!
But I couldn't bring myself to tell that…
So I decided to type the most accurate answer to his question.
Me: I dunno…
A few blocks away, a message popped up in a PC:
Cindy says: I dunno…
The mouse which the guy was holding broke with the effort with which he had suddenly grasped it at the sight of the message.
~To Be Continued~
