Ruby
"Why does Ruby look so depressed?" A familiar voice spoke aloud and he poked my head to see if there was any sort of life in my body. "Whoa, her hair is so soft."
"Sun, go away." I barely mumbled coherent words because my head was face flat, buried in between my arms.
It had already been a few days, and the girl who I liked never showed up at the bus stop.
"She's a love-sick puppy," Yang dryly answered as she fidgeted with her phone.
It was lunch time, which meant we were allowed to use our phones. Yang was probably playing that Ninja Kombat game that came out not too long ago. She tried convincing me to download the app but I refused to join the bandwagon.
"I am not love-sick." A grouchy hiss rumbled from my throat and I shot up from my depressing state.
My cousin responded with a snort and flicked my forehead. I winced and held the burning sensation on my skin in hopes to stop the stinging pain.
Words had already spread around our friend group that I liked girls. I mean it was hard to keep things a secret when there were a few blabber mouths that had enough energy that could power the entire school. So hiding wasn't an option to begin with.
"Here I got just the thing for you," Sun winked, pulling out a business card.
Curiosity got the best of me and I took it without a second thought.
I regretted it.
"Sun…" I read the business card before I gave him a deadpanned stare. "What the heck is this?"
There was a printed picture of an inviting woman in a bikini. Both the logo on card and the image screamed out scandalous, hoping that it was enough to attract paying customers.
"A massage place!" He gleefully chirped. "Except it's not just any massage place." The blond boy wiggled his eyebrows, and my unamused expression did not waiver.
The business card rapidly spun like a throwing star when I intentionally flicked back at him with full force. However, he reflexively ducked and the thick card rerouted, smacking another blond boy right in the face.
"Ack —" He, unfortunately, took a direct hit.
"Sorry Jaune!" I clasped my hand together with an apologetic smile. He was one of the handful of people that was part of our friend group. "It was Sun's fault!" My thumb accusingly pointed at him, and Sun gasped in betrayed horror.
"My fault?! How is it my fault?!"
"You gave me it in the first place," I presented a reasonable counterargument.
"Umm guys…" Jaune interrupted weakly. He slowly lifted his hand from his wound spot. "I think I'm bleeding."
Sun and I turned our attention back to Jaune. Where the card had sliced him, he was indeed bleeding. Off to the side, Yang couldn't stifle her laughter as she broke out cackling.