A/N: Hey! Sorry about the late update AGAIN!! SOOO much has been going on, if I ever told you it all, there would be no room for the actual fic! Ha! Anyway, here's the next chappie!
The months seemed to go by quickly for the six friends. It was already March, and they... well, had nothing planned. The year seemed to go by so quickly already, but that's not stopping the six friends from having fun.
Walking, or should I say sprinting to their next class, Minako and Usagi were late once again.
"C'mon, Usagi! Pick up the pace!" Minako called, for she was already at the last flight of stairs while Usagi... was at the second.
"I know, Minako-chan! But my legs are too tired to move!" Usagi groaned.
Minako rolled her eyes. "I can't wait for you anymore! We're already fifteen minutes late!" and with that, she ran into the classroom, leaving Usagi at a desperate attempt to ketch up with her.
"No, Minako-chan! Wait for me!" Usagi bolted up the stairs, two stairs at a time. She was running so fast that she felt dizzy--dizzy enough to ram into someone. And that someone just happened to be in the eighth grade, staring her down.
Usagi clasped her hands together. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"
The dark-green haired girl raised her eyebrow, as if to say: 'What are you doing? How dare you ram into me like that!'
Usagi gulped. The girl giggled. "It's okay," and with that, she walked away, her luscious green hair waving every which way.
Usagi cocked her eyebrow. "That was... weird..." Her eyes widened. "Oh no! I'm already almost twenty minutes late!" she ran up three more flights of stairs.
The door flung open, revealing a messy-haired Usagi with her books nearly falling from her hands.
Mrs. Tenohamu folded her hands on her desk. "Welcome, Miss Tsukino..." she looked at the clock. "...twenty minutes later."
Usagi's head hung. "I'm sorry, Sensei..."
"Take your seat, please."
Usagi walked over to her desk and pushed her chair back to sit in, which made a loud screeching sound on the hard floor. She cautiously placed her books on her desk. She glanced over at Minako, who mouthed 'where were you?'
'Lunch,' was all Usagi mouthed back. Minako shrugged and continued to work on her many doodles in her notebook.
Usagi sighed. "That girl seemed very... interesting. But yet she was so nice... well, to be a snobby eighth grader like most of them are. Maybe I'll see her at lunch."
"Gosh, Usagi, this is a record," Rei began. "Usually it's just ten minutes or the last record was fifteen."
Usagi pouted. "Hey, it's not my fault that I sometimes sleep in!"
"Sometimes..." Makoto murmured through bites of her sandwich.
Usagi glared at Makoto. "Anyway, when I was running to class, I rammed into this girl in the eighth grade. She seemed very nice and she had very pretty hair."
Rei shrugged. "Okay... and that is important... why?"
Usagi pouted. "Rei-chan, you're so mean!"
Rei smirked and shook her head. "Whatever..."
Usagi got up to throw her lunch plate away when she saw Haruka and Michiru. Usagi smiled and skipped over to them. "Hi!" she chirped.
Michiru smiled warmly. "Hi Usagi. Long time no see."
Haruka grinned. "Hey, Odango."
Usagi cringed at the name. "Hey, I was just wondering..." she pointed to the eighth grader girl she had run into. "...Do you know what her name is?"
"Yeah, everyone does. She's the most beautiful eighth grader in the school. Her name's Setsuna," Haruka informed.
"Setsuna..." Usagi repeated.
Michiru nodded. "Yeah, she's everywhere and everyone knows her. She even entered that talent show that Haruka, Minako and I entered. She did a dance performance."
Usagi, still staring at Setsuna, nodded slowly. "I guess I'm kinda late. I've never heard of her nor seen her before."
"Well, now you have," Haruka said. "She is very friendly considering all the rest of the kids in her class are snobs. She even hangs around with them... but I guess she doesn't have a choice."
Usagi pouted. "Well, just because they're older than us, doesn't mean that they deserve to be snobby like that."
Michiru nodded in agreement. "I'll say."
Usagi shrugged. "Ah, well, thanks for your help! I'll see ya round!" she said as she began to skip away from the table.
Michiru waved. "Bye, Usagi."
Recess was a little wet outside despite the sun shinning. It had rained all day yesterday, which ruined everyone's Sunday. But everyone was grateful that Miss Yuki, the kind-hearted literature teacher, had recess duty because she always gives them extra recess no matter what kind of weather it was outside. Usagi scrambled to her locker, gathering all of her math materials. On her way, she once again, ended up running into not one person, but three eighth graders. Two were girls and the other was a boy.
"Ahh! Oh, I'm so sorry!" Usagi bowed.
"Ugh! How disgraceful! How dare you run into us like that, little girl!" one cried.
"Yeah, and look at her hair! It's in meatballs!" the other shrieked with laughter.
"Maybe next time you'll actually pay attention to where you're walking, kid," said the boy.
Usagi's legs were trembling, mouth hanging open.
"Excuse me?" came a voice.
Everyone turned around to find Setsuna, one hand on her hip, eyebrows furrowed. "What's going on here?"
"This puny sixth grader totally rammed into us!" said one of the girls.
"Sakura," Setsuna began. "Leave her alone, I'm sure she didn't mean to," she glanced down at Usagi, smirking a little bit.
The other girl rolled her eyes. "Whatever, we don't need to deal with such stupidity," and with that, they walked off to their destination.
Setsuna looked down at Usagi, and Usagi looked back. The she finally broke the gaze when she looked at the ground and noticed Usagi's books on the ground. She picked them up and handed them to her. "Here," she said.
Usagi stared at her for a brief second, and then she retrieved her books from Setsuna. "T... Thank you."
She smiled warmly. "Any time," and she was about to walk off.
"Um," Usagi said. Setsuna turned around.
"Your name's Setsuna... right?"
"Yes it is," she said. She stood in the middle of the hallway for a minute, eyes never moving from Usagi's. Then she walked off.