Ocean View Girls College
A/N: Co-written with SailorLucinda
Chapter 10
She waited patiently for Michiru, one leg over her knee with her hands clasped and resting on top. Her shoes had been taken off and sat beside the piano, Haruka had to do this every time she played the piano to avoid her knees hitting the underside of the piano: she once hit her knees quite hard that bruises formed.
On the right of her, Ami stood with her flute grasped in her hands and an empty stand in front of her for her music sheets, "You don't think she'd skip class to avoid this," she pulled a stool nearby her and smoothed her skirt as she took a seat.
Her eyes returned to the door, waiting for Michiru to enter gracefully with her violin in her hand, "Just to avoid me. It might've crossed her mind but I don't think she's going to skip class because of me," she stretched her arms out in front of her, cracking her knuckles.
Seconds later the door swung open, revealing Michiru slightly dishevelled; in one arm she held a bundle of paintings and notepads, in the other she had her Stradivarius tucked in its case. She kicked the door close and dumped the work pile on a nearby desk; she then proceeded to take out her violin that she obviously cherished.
"Oh, a painter as well," She left the piano bench to flick through the paintings and sketches, "Not only musically gifted I see,"
Those two, thin eyebrows narrowed down at her before she dumped her schoolbag on top of her artwork. Haruka shrugged in response and returned to her previous position by the piano, her legs crossed once again. She watched Michiru quickly tune her violin with mild interest. Once she was done her eyes returned to hers and fixating on with a look she hasn't seen before. Irritation? Anger? Hate? Or perhaps something else.
She didn't realise that nothing was happening till she heard Ami cough and timidly speak up, "Well, we need to decide on a piece," she nodded in agreement and seized a copy of Hits from The Beetles from her bag. She began flipping through until she was interrupted by another cough. Raising her view, an old, firm book was held in Michiru's small fist.
"I've already decided on one," between the pages she removed photocopied copies of its contents, "and made copies,"
Haruka wanted the throw her hands up in frustration but instead shoved her book back into her bag and turned to face the piano, "Anything else you decided for us that we're supposed to agree on as a group," the white sheet of music was placed in front of her and she briefly read the title. The song and the composer were completely unknown to her. However when her eyes drifted down to the notes and its rhythm, she oddly started having interest in it. Her fingers began to glide over the keys and slowly played the intro.
"It's a song I've been practising for a while but everytime I played something felt missing,"
Ami had flicked the next page and continued absorbing it's contents, "You've actually being practising this? It's not a simple piece of music and looks as if it's at least a five minutes,"
A grin formed on Michiru's lips and she sent a gaze towards Haruka, "Well simple things are boring. I enjoy something that makes me work to get it right,"
She swore she didn't just mean the song.
Despite yesterday's hysteria and today's events, she found herself oddly calm. Unexpectedly, she enjoyed working with both Haruka and Ami in bringing back that song to life. Throughout the period, they were completely focused on making each note sounding perfect and making sure all the harmonies worked together like the pieces of their instruments. This was unusual for her. She generally liked working on a piece of music alone, preferably in her room locked until she was satisfied and if it took days, she'd only exit for breaks. It was just how she worked. At first she thought it be impossible to work on it with a partner, especially with Haruka but now, she doubt it work without her and Ami.
She sighed and wrapped her arms tighter around Miyuki, she spied a gaggle of girls hurrying over to Haruka's table. She cocked her head and grinned, perhaps it was time to get a little revenge on the blonde for stealing her followers.
As always, the blonde vixen was sitting on the edge of the table surrounded by the students. She had already started telling them the story about wrestling with a bear, which caused the girls beside her to giggle and slap her arm playfully.
"Yeah right, you're so totally lying,"
She thought to herself how could see make those girls run from her in a matter of seconds. She couldn't rely on her sex appeal and coy words, that wouldn't work with Haruka around and she could do the same thing. She then decided to head over to the science area and walked to the direction of the biology rooms. Along the counters outside the rooms, tanks that held various small creatures of fish, a few tarantulas and reptiles. Checking the offices and the classroom for teachers and other staff, she lifted the lid of a tank and carefully scooped the tarantula. As she lifted it out it tried to escape.
"Hey, it's alright. I'm not going to hurt you," her other hand reached into her bag and retrieved her empty lunchbox. She gently dropped it in and placed the lid back on.
Michiru returned to the courtyard but this time she was behind Haruka. All of the girls were focused on Haruka and didn't notice as she snuck underneath and released the arachnid. Hesitantly it crawled out to the girls avoiding Haruka's swinging feet.
Everything was going smoothly, not one single girl believed her story as she expected but still the girls gathered round to listen. She was nearing the end of the story until one girl pointed her finger underneath her feet and shrieked. Her eyes travelled down to see a tarantula cautiously move about, she identified as one of the school's pets from the science building. Despite the fact it was small and practically harmless, most of the girls screamed and ran off, including the girls on the table leaving her by herself.
Sighing, she jumped off and bent down to scoop it in her hands. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Michiru underneath the table on her hands and knees. She was not at all surprised and chuckled at her.
"Why hello there, I see you lost your friend,"
"Opps," she crawled out from underneath the table and handed her a lunchbox, "She always slips away somehow,"
The tarantula moved off her hand and into the plastic container, "You need to be more careful next time, she could get squashed next time," Haruka quirked her eyebrows up and crossed her arms.
"I'll try," Michiru knew that Haruka meant that the prank wasn't funny and that it was low. However she didn't care and just smirked before she went to return the tarantula back to it's home. She didn't care if she had to play dirty, she needed to win.