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Rin's POV
"Your partner will be the person sitting next to you. He or she will be the person who will work with you for the rest of the year so try to get along. Remember to arrive on time for your first photo shoot dressed in your appropriate attire in which you have been assigned with. That is all, dismissed."
YES! THANK YOU SENSEI!
Because of our similar last names, Len and I are working together and, must I say it, being photographed in the SAME EXACT SHOOT. Life couldn't get better than this. I felt that I've committed a crime, looking and being so happy as of now.
"So Rin, we have to dress up very restaurant-y tonight," he remarks casually.
"Don't be so calm! I don't want to dress as a waitress..." I complain.
He shrugs. "You did say you wanted to dress in sexy clothes."
"Dude, my tummy skin is going to SHOW!"
We head out the building to eat lunch at the cafeteria. To be honest, the food's not really that bad as most cafeteria food is, there's a huge variety from French cuisine to double-American cheeseburgers to traditional Indian curry. But I normally just get a bowl of ramen, I am Japanese after all.
Len plops down in front of me with the same entree only with a banana to the side.
I take out my notepad.
"So this will be curved at an angle here to make it more tight," I say, scribbling on the notepad, "And then your's will be a little looser I think..."
"KAGAMI! MOVE YOUR FREAKING HIP. AND KAGAMINE! STOP BLUSHING AND WHAT ARE YOU!? A IDIOT!? I SAID TO PUT YOUR HANDS ON HER WAIST! NOT HER PELVIS BONE. YOU HAVE A BRAIN. USE IT!"
The old lady photo-shooter continues to yell at us as we uncomfortably shift our bodies into an unnatural position and rather an embarrassing stance. I cup my left hand on Len's cheek as he moves his hands to my waist. He's behind me so I'm actually the one getting more of the attention.
I'm wearing a black cropped top along with a black skirt that was waaay too short and a frilly apron over it. Len was wearing a simple black suit with a red bowtie.
Ahem, SEXY...he is if you ask me.
I raise my leg behind me and balance on a single leg.
"OKAY. SHOOT IN 3...2...1!"
Lights.
"GOOD JOB BOTH OF YOU. NOW GO GET CHANGED."
I swear, that old lady needs to retire. She's practically deaf and ironically, she's the one yelling at us instead of vice-versa.
"Rin, you kind of kicked me..." Len mutters as I regain my balance.
"Oh, sorry!" I whisper.
We exit the room and go to our separate changing rooms.
...What do I have next? Oh, my elective: solo music. Because...life wouldn't be life without music right?
F*ck...F*ck...F*CK!
I bite the fingernail on my thumb. Why does life suck right now?
The girl with long teal pigtails sat next to me. I shift around uneasily and find something else to look at, Miku also tries hard not to glare death daggers into my side but her efforts are vain...and so are mine.
We end of staring at each other from the corners of our eyes.
I let out a sigh...How long will this fight last?
Clap clap clap...
"Hello everyone!" the sensei waves her baton in the air. "Welcome to Solo Music! Now, I know this is called solo and not duet but...throughout the year, you will be working with the person sitting next to you and compose lyrics and music together, because as they say 'two heads are better than one'. So, go and greet your partners!"
NO SENSEI I SWEAR TO GOD...
I clench my fists giving my best shot at not slamming them on the wooden desk and shouting out an incomprehensible objection to the rule. But I suppose that I shouldn't and kept my temper.
Great, just great. Me...working with Miku. Isn't that the best thing ever...
I shoot a glance at Miku, and get a surprise that she has been staring at me for forever it seems...
"H-..." I can't speak.
"Hi," she says quite coolly.
"Hello," my tongue works again.
The sensei reaches our attention again and starts blabbing about sound effects and emotions and irrelevant interjections on choreography and how you should feel oh so grateful you have music and on and on and on.
"Is this lady going to shut up anytime soon?" I hear a whisper.
"I know right?" I unconsciously answer back.
Oh, wait.
I look to the side.
Oops, that must've been Miku who said that...we look into each other's pupils searchingly but to find no answer to an unknown question.
"Miku...I-" I start.
She snaps her head back, looking straight ahead, as if we never turned our heads.
"Your homework is to write lyrics to anything you wish and we will trade papers with partners another day. That is all!"
"I'M DEAD!" I say as I burst through my door into the dorm room.
"Oh, hello!" a girl with brilliant white hair with glassy blue eyes looks up from her book.
"Oh, hi...sorry about that. First day you know, seeing people I don't like and getting misled every where I go and..." I decide to shut up since her face is one of confusion.
She lights up and smiles. "Yeah! I know that feeling," she stands up, "My name is IA. Choreography major. You?"
"I'm Rin. Modeling and Designing is my major," I reply.
"Ooo! Oh, by the way, there was this boy who called our dorm number a little while ago. He said he was Len and was looking for you."
"Heeeeh!? Thanks so much IA!"
I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. I quickly dial Len's number.
"Hello? Len here." Ha! He sounds so funny I don't know why!
"Hey Len, you called me?" my voice cracks and I start to giggle even more.
"Oh hey. I just saw you run out of the music room 1-A like a motherf*cker and I couldn't catch up to you. What was that all about?"
"Oh, sorry. I just got paired up with your ex," I mumble with a hint of despair.
"Miku?"
"Who else?"
"Motherf*ckers be pairing my girl to my ex-girl. That's not going to work out..."
"Ha ha~! I know right? And-" I cut short. Did he just say my girl? Holy jars of pickle factories.
"What?" he says.
"I am property?" I question. "Me? Property? I am a free woman for god's sake."
"What are you talking about?" Len sounds like he's scratching his head.
"I'm your girl?"
"..."
"..."
"...Is that wrong?"
I blush hard. IA comes up to my and waves a hand in front of my face to make sure I won't suddenly fall unconscious.
"That's...er..."
I hear him let out an ambiguous sigh. "Do you still not get it?"
"Get what?"
"Okay nevermind. I'll tell you later. Why don't we meet up at the school fountain?"
"Hey, we've both got homework to do though!" I complain.
"Make time."
"...Oh, I will." I want to see him. I want to see his lips move and hear him say whatever he's going to say. Maybe it's because of him I'm so eager to spread my time out a little more than I like.
"See ya then," he says.
"Okay, bye."
I hang up.
IA looks at me strangely and puts on a wee smile that's hard to read. Seems like there is more to it than just a smile.
I gaze into the clear pools of the fountain as I wait for Len to come.
What am I supposed to see in the water? My reflection? Well, what is in my reflection then? Where is this girl going? Headed off to? Her future? What of her? Thoughts and questions fill my loud and noisy brain it starts piling up and I don't even notice when Len walks up next to me. I clutch my head.
"Rin? You okay?" he asks.
"I-I'm fine," I shake the clamor out, "What is it you wanted to tell me?"
"Well..." he trails off and gazes away, looking off into the distant horizon.
"Don't tell me I came for nothing!" I pout.
"No..."
"Then what? What of me?" a question I had earlier spills out.
He looks down and take my somewhat cold hand into his warm palm and squeezes it. Hard.
"Owww! Ow ow ow!" I complain. I attempt to yank my hand away but to no avail.
"Would you...If I..." he starts, loosening his grip a little, still looking down.
I stand patiently, more like twitching uncomfortably from trying to block out the pain coursing thorough my left hand.
"Would you be...Would you go out...Would you..." he stammers.
"If you're going to ask something, ask it. It's rare I ever reject your pleadings anyways," I say with and edge of uncertainty.
He takes a deep breath like 'okay-here-it-goes'.
"WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?" a pink-red haze blows throughout Len's whole face.
"..."
"...I-It's okay if you don't-"
"Well I do."
"What?"
"I DO WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU! FOR SO LONG LEN!"
"Rin..."
"But...you better not be making that same mistake as with Miku!"
"I WON'T." he shouts
"PROVE IT!" I retort.
"I WILL! SOMEHOW I WILL!" he vigorously shakes my hand.
I smile, close my eyes, and hug him. He raises his arms and presses back.
I blink my eyes back open. Only to see a horrible sight.
Miku.
...Again? Come ON!
I push Len away and my legs suddenly feel like jelly. Oh f*ck.
"I'm f*cking DEAD!" I emphasize the last word and try to back away only to stumble and fall onto the earthy concrete.
"Rin?" he looks around and sees Miku, then looks back at me, "What's wrong?"
I guess it still hurts huh? I still feel so guilty!
Laying my head on the ground, I put my forearm over my eyes. Because I can't do anything right. I didn't learn anything from before; I don't know how to let go. As the gods say above me, I bend according to, going about their every whim. Miku doesn't know it...how much I long for us to be friends again. I'd rather go to sleep for the rest of my time without a care for any other thing under the sun, stars and moon. Even though I have Len...still, nobody hears my voice; I'm still not understood by anyone. Anyone in this world.
Although I trip, fall, get back up in my course of lifetime...will I still be able to advance down the path I believe in? How many more times will I have to endure pain, until I forget it? Collapsing onto the sidewalk, that's me.
"Rin?" Miku walks past Len and up to me, "Why?"
No of us say anything for awhile; Len doesn't even interject. But only my little smirk under my arm penetrates the eerie silence.
"My fault again, huh?"
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