By the next day, the rumors had gotten worse. Mikoto was now thought to be a delinquent. It seemed someone, probably Kiba, had intentionally spread more rumors about her. Everywhere Mikoto went, she could hear people whispering, but she didn't let herself be bothered by this.

As Mikoto walked into class, she noticed that the spikey-hair boy was already sitting in his sit. She got close to the window near his desk, dazedly gazed at the students in the schoolyard, said:

"Your classmates are working hard out there. You should go and-"

Kamijou abruptly stood up and silently stormed out of the room. If looks could kill, the boy would be serving 25 to life.

Oh God why? Can't I have a day without people whispering about, or a time in which I don't attract the jealousy and hatred of everyone. Is that too much to ask for?

But as usual, she received no reply.

Back to Kamijou Touma,

"Neh Kamijou-kun. What's your relationship with Misaka-san?"

Kamijou was surprised at Miki-san's question. Since Mikoto came to his class, no one dared ask him this question. It was considered a very sensitive subject. Since other students wanted to live in peace, they decided to never interfere in the angry boy and a 'delinquent's' relationship.

"You two have a complicated past "

"You shouldn't be involved in this Miki-san" Kamijou warned.

" I know. Just curious. I'm sure that she had done something to you"

Kamijou didn't say anything. He didn't deny or affirm it either. Miki -san continued:" I just have known Misaka-san for like..2 days? Despite her cold attidute I think she is really a good girl. I can see the compassion and kindness in her eyes. Do you know how all the tables and chairs that remained on the hallway of the 3rd floor were moved to the warehouse this morning?"

Kamijou shook his head. He heard his friends chatting about that when he came to class. The chairs and tables were even arranged carefully in a corner - which baffled the students.

"I came home late yesterday due to the student council business. I'm the vice president you know. When i was hurriedly running down the hailway, I saw a person holding 2 chairs in her hands walking toward my direction. She seemed tired because I saw her break a sweat though. I asked her what she was doing and she told me she saw that everyone was tired, so she sent them home and continued on with the heavy lifting. You know moving 20 chairs and tables between 2 different building is not easy. I wanted to help her, but she said that was her last trip and she would go home right away so I didn't need to help anymore. So we walked together. After we got out of the building and parted, I walked near to the school gate and looked back, I saw a certain girl walking across the school yard, carrying something again."

Miki-san giggled a bit in that part as she watched Kamijou's expression.

She asked him, "Do you know who that girl was?"

Kamijou didn't respond and kept on walking.

"It was Misaka-san... "- Miki -san beamed brightly. "Seemed our 'ojou-sama' has waste her precious time instead of going shopping or beating her roommate"- She laughed." I have reason to believe she is a good person even though I've just met her and we only had a brief chat. It's hard to think that she could have done something wrong."

Miki-san paused for a moment. She stopped walking and faced Kamijou.

"You know that don't you? "

"Things are not that simple Miki-san"

"Well I'm not suprised if things are not as simple as you think Kamijou-kun"

"..."

"Anyway I have to meet Komoe sensei now. See ya " -Miki-san leaving the boy with wide eyes

It's true that he's never thought she could have done that.

But the reason for their current predicament was because of her. And she HERSELF admitted it.

After that he didn't see her anymore-he didn't want to anyway. 8 months had past and they finally met again 2 days ago.

Thinking about it,maybe he should ask her again. Maybe he should...

He didn't know why, but he had a feeling he should go with his instincts. So he decided to do just that

Such misfortune; Kamijou Touma never had a chance to talk to her. His anger was still there. Their eyes naturally avoided each others. Why was he hoping for a private conversation? He was torn wanting to hear from her on the one hand, but also could not stand the sight of her and her forced civility. It was useless.

Ignoring the fact that Kamijou's mind had changed a little,nothing seemed any better.

With the day drawing to a close,tomorrow the celebration would began

okay,we are now in chapter 4. I've never thought i could made this far hehe. I hope this chapter is better for everyone (even though it is short) since i made a lot of gramatical errors in the previous chapters. Thanks to werewolf2005 for beta-reading. You dont know how i appreciate your help :3

Anyway,enjoy while Im preparing for my onee-sama's birthday \ :D /