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Chapter 7: Just The Girl
The next day, Kaoru arrived at school with Mayumi and Regan, so as to be introduced to his date.
"Her name is Sayaka Nakamura, she's approximately five two, long dark brown hair, known as 'the ice doll', apparently very pretty," Regan rambled on other facts to Kaoru whose eyes seemed to glaze over, until he looked at who was rounding the corner, "Here she comes now, I hope you like her-" Regan turned to see Kaoru sidling up to Sayaka already, who was blushing.
"I hope Sayaka doesn't hurt Yuta's feelings," Mayumi pondered aloud, watching Kaoru make his move on Sayaka.
"I don't think she will. Hopefully Yuta likes Nina enough that something like this doesn't faze him. Oh look; time for math!"
In math everyone was trying to approach the two new students (the teacher was beyond late) to question them more about themselves. Some of the girls even tried to gossip with the new students. One preppy (and brave) girl walked over to Mayumi and Regan and sat down in an unoccupied desk.
"So," she began, tossing her short blonde locks behind her head, "Have either of you had a boyfriend?"
Mayumi and looked up from her phone and shared an incredulous look with Regan, then replied in unison,
"No (nyaa)."
"Aww, really? That's so sad!" the girl pouted fake empathy plastered all over her makeup coated face.
"No, not really," Regan smiled, "I just haven't found the right person yet, is all. But thanks for your /'supposed'/ concern."
"No prob's!" the girl giggled, "So, what about you Mayumi?"
"Si vis amari ama, nyaa." Mayumi frowned not looking up from her phone, "Perjuria ridet amantum Iuppiter."
"Huh?" the girl blinked for a few moments, "Ah, well, whatever. I, of course,have been asked out countless times!"
"Really now?" smiled Regan, "How wonderful for you."
"Aww! Thank you!" the girl chirped. "At least some people know how to be nice." She sneered at Mayumi.
"Mocho, nyaa." Mayumi frowned.
"It's rude to speak in other languages you know."
"It's not my fault you don't know Latin or Chinese nyaa." She clicked send.
"Well! How rude!" the girl frowned, "No wonder you only have one friend! You shouldn't be so rude to people!" her black plastic chair clattered against the white tiles of the floor. Everyone looked over.
"Well, nyaa, in some places-like where I come from- people would consider it rude to inquire about one's personal life if you have never talked to them before nyaa." Mayumi snickered at the girls face reddening from anger.
"Mayumi! That is hardly what I would call polite!" Regan hissed into Mayumi's ear. "We're here to set up Yuta and Nina; not make enemies!"
"Gomen nya! She's annoying me!" Mayumi growled back. "I hate people like that! You know it!"
"Yeah, you've had pretty rough times with people like that haven't you?"
"Nyaa." She nodded in consent.
"Listen you cat girl! Don't ignore me when I'm talking to you!" the blonde hissed.
"You weren't done, nyaa?" Mayumi pouted, "So, what is it?"
"You need to stop being so rude and learn manners! Maybe since you probably come from the slums whereas the rest of us come from higher class families, you wouldn't know about them. But still, manners are important in Japan! You won't fit in here if you don't learn!" she smirked.
Regan chuckled at the girls' sad attempt to break her best friend, 'As if that would work! Mayumi is over ten times tougher than that!'
Everyone else stared between the two girls as Mayumi got up and sighed.
"Oh! Please go forgive my rudeness! I did not mean to offend anyone!" she ranted in English, "Ay, oh woe is me! 'Tis a sin, I do shame myself much! Oh, woe is me, woe is me! I moved to partake in a new culture and make friends, oh 'tis tragic! What an enemy I've made!" she collapsed dramatically onto the desk smirking.
The blonde girl fumed.
"But seriously, nyaa, if you want me to leave this classroom say the word and I'll be gone."
"GET OUT!"
"Ah, ja ne." Mayumi waved as she walked out of the room flipping her phone open as it rang, "Moshi moshi nyaa? Hunny? Ee? Naze? Ryou, doko desu ka? Ii desu ne?" her voice faded as she got farther and farther away.
Whispers burst forth in the classroom, but most comments were directed at Regan,
"Aren't you gonna go after her?" one kid asked.
She sighed, "No."
"Naze?" another asked.
"The teacher just walked in so one of us has to take the notes…lest we both wish to fail, of course."
