Rosehips 26
Rosehips-prosperity
Edoka High
class 2-B
Saguru's pov
Princess and I walked into the classroom, this time we weren't met with an entire classroom of dirty glares. Everyone was actually acting like normal, like nothing had happened. Everyone was gathered in their cliques only a few people glanced at us but only for a moment.
Aoko and Keiko were talking together near the window they waved at Bella, who smiled and walked over to them. It was nice to see her getting along with somebody. I went back to my seat and sat down.
Sensei came into the room despite the fact class didn't begin for another five minutes,"So I heard about what happened, Hakuba," she said.
"Considering the events of the past few days your going to have to elaborate."
"What do you mean?" she asked, confused.
"Well I have three wait make that four ideas of what you might be talking about, each one as probable as the last," I explained.
"Oh well I heard you have a girlfriend," She said, grinning profusely,"I just wanted to know who she was," Right I forgot sensei was a hopeless romantic.
I paused looking for something to say, I dug my fist into my pocket. There was something small and round inside, I pulled it out, it was a rose hip,"My love is the wild rose that blooms is the spring. The other blossoms look upon her with envy, but do not fret my little flower for you took root in my heart long before any other," I said, holding the rose hip in the palm of my hand,"Do not dwell on the flowers of yesterday, but nourish the seed of today, and celebrate the buds of tomorrow."
From across the room Akako glared at me, the hip in my hand grew unbearably hot forcing me to drop it in surprise. I looked at the rose hip that was now on the desk, it sprouted roots and leaves.
Princess came over and stood by my desk, she scooped up the now living plant,"A rose hip, it's a good metaphor for life it's self," She said, kneeling down and producing a small pot,"Wild roses are quite hard to domesticate, they require much attention. Perhaps we should take care of it as group and grow as people in the process," she said, filling the pot with soil and carefully placing the sprout inside,"Every rose has it's thorns, but it is through hardship that true beauty blooms," she placed the pot on the window sill,"Wouldn't you agree Hakuba-kun."