Chapter 4
Rima
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What could I say? It's another normal, lackluster day:
"Ah! Rima-tan! Yaya missed you so much! It's been soooo long! Yaya hasn't seen you for fourteen hours! WAAAAAAAAH!" Yaya wailed whilst glomping me to the dirt.
Behind me, by the bleachers near the field, a tanned handsome boy with brown, messy hair was 'chatting' with a pretty pink-haired girl.
"Yo, Hinamori! Let's do thirty laps for today!"
"What! Kukai, No, no no NOOOOooooooooo" The girl's screams faded as the boy dragged her further away from us- into the circular lane in the field.
A blonde boy with light facial features and a pair of magenta eyes was sitting alone in the bleachers, screaming at the boy that was dragging the girl, "Soma-kun! There's a bump in the lane! Careful not to tri- WATCH OUT!"
BAM!
"Kukai! Look! Now my uniform's all dirty!"
"Geez! Why didn't anyone tell me about a loose bump in this lane?"
The blonde-haired boy sighed.
Yaya got off me, allowing me to sit back up. When I did get up, I felt my hair, only to groan.
"Yaya, don't you know how hard it is to fix my hair? It's like taming eighty-eighty million venomous snakes and you messed it up just like that!"
"But Rima-tan…"
"By the way…" Amu was dusting off the dirt in her uniform as she made her way towards me. "Nagihiko isn't here yet. Maybe he didn't receive our call or maybe he's too sick to come by to deliver the homework…"
"WAAAH! Yaya hopes that he'll be well by Saturday! Yaya has tickets for all of us for Hoshina Utau's next concert!"
The worry in Amu's eyes was replaced by a glimmer of excitement. She turned to Yaya then exclaimed, "Utau Hoshina, as in the Utau Hoshina?"
"Yes!" Yaya screamed.
Soma-kun walked up from behind Amu then yawned.
"She's just another boring diva celebrity who will die from eating too little. What is it with divas and anorexia anyway?" He grumbled. This caused the only two members of the group who are interested in girly stuff to gasp.
"KUKAI!" Yaya scolded.
"Not all of them die from that! Some die because of suicide, some die because they drank too much alchohol, some die because of lung cancer, some die because they were murdered while some die because they're just too old!" Amu wailed.
"Back to the topic of the purple-headed freak" I said, causing everyone to look at me. "There're only eight minutes before the first bell rings. Looks like he won't come today after all so Yaya…too bad. You can't copy off his homework this time. Everyone, we have to get back to class. Lunch break is almost over."
Yaya cried then begged Kukai to give her the answers, but the boy said that he didn't have such a homework to begin with. Soma-kun kun is my classmate and we're lucky to not be under Sanjo-sensei.
Poor girl. I feel sorry for her. I really do.
After all, Sanjo-sensei- sends anyone who doesn't do the homework that she assigns to stand on one leg while facing the wall for an entire hour. Not that it's a problem for Yaya though (she's a ballerina). It's the pride that you lose by doing this.
Hours later, I was taking down notes for science until I was oh-so-rudely interrupted by a piece of paper crumpled into a ball accurately landing at the center of my desk.
With a groan, I opened the piece of paper.
Tadase-kun, Kukai, Yaya and I are visiting Nagihiko after class. We're worried about him. I know that you probably won't want to but I'll ask anyway- do you wanna come?
- Amu
Going to Nagihiko's house…
I had to repress a blush at the very thought.
I mean…despite being pretty 'close with him' I've never been to his house. In all honesty, I am interested to know what kind of lifestyle he lives.
Also, if I do go there, I could see Nadeshiko again.
If I don't see her (though hopefully I do) I could demand Nagihiko to explain the whole twin ordeal…
I sighed then wrote:
Since I can't think of anything more interesting to do for today, I guess I'll go. Who knows- I could find something to use against him- like a diary of some sort!
Yours Truly,
Rima
When Nikaidou-sensei wasn't looking, I tossed the balled paper to Amu, whose desk was by the window two rows behind me.
I watched as a wide grin made its way to her face after reading my response. She turned to Hotori-kun - who was two rows behind me, one seat from Amu- then gave him an okay signal. He remained silent then stared at me. Suddenly, he bent down, tore off a page from his notebook then started writing something. When he was done, he folded it into a plane then, with great accuracy, threw it to my lap.
Curious, I unfolded the paper plane then- oh my god! What have they done to Hotori Tadase- the only innocent being in this world?
Mashiro-san,
I know that you've been staring at Fujisaki-kun's desk for the past two hours.
-Tadase
I decided not to reply. Instead, I continued to take notes.
The notes being…the name of Nagihiko being written in different fascinating fonts.
All the while, Kukai was sleeping.
Hi, everyone! Thank you for all the reviews! Keeps me going, but unfortunately, school starts tomorrow (boohoo). I'll still update, though; every once in awhile.
And yes, the chapters won't be as short as this one.
Again- thanks!
