Chapter Eight
"Hoshiko...Hoshiko, please come out of there..."
5/23
Mom thinks I need to see a psychiatrist...I don't want to, and I've told her four times, but she wont listen. Why do parents always have to be so persistent? I'm not at school right now, but I'm going back on Monday. That's gonna be a nightmare...What if everyone knows?
"Mom, I already told you, I don't want to," she complains, irritated.
"But you promised—"
"I promised I wouldn't try and commit suicide again. Not that I'd see a psychiatrist once I was out of the hospital," she interrupts.
Her mother sighs heavily from the other side of the locked door dividing them, and gives up. "Okay, then..." She walks away.
5/26
Hey, just got up...Kinda nervous about going to school...Saying everything in fragments, aren't I? Gonna have to confess to Keiji today, or I might not be able to again...If I can get people to leave me alone, of course...Better get going. Laters.
"Bye, Mom, see you after school!"
Hoshiko rushes out the front door, butterflies already playing a game of tag in her stomach. Anxious to rid herself of her nervousness, she runs half of the way there.
Out of breath, she reaches her first period class slightly early, grabs her instrument from a cubby, and takes her seat.
"Hoshiko..."
"Keiji!!" she exclaims, standing up. "Hey, can I talk to you?" she asks nervously.
Most of the class files into the room just as the starting bell rings.
Mrs. Christie gets up from her desk and steps toward the front of the room. "Everyone take out Pirates of the Caribbean," she says with a smile.
"Sorry...Talk to me after class," he says before walking over to his seat.
Hoshiko stares after him as she takes out her violin and music.
"Hey, what did you want to talk to me about?" Keiji walks alongside Hoshiko in the hall.
"Oh...th-that! Ummm....Well I'm not really thirsty, but..." she begins, her head too clouded with thoughts and heart too weighted with emotions for her to say what she wants.
"Excuse me?" he peers at her, confusion crossing his face.
"Nothing! Nothing at all...Good evening, Keiji." She disappears into next class.
5/26
Apparently, no one knows what I did after the concert...No one asked about it, or anything. And...what a nightmare...I told Keiji I wasn't very thirsty, then bade him good evening before walking into my second period class. This is too crazy for me...Anyway...Mom's calling...Dinner.