here's part two. i'm really inspired in this fic. But I need to focus on the other two also which I don't mind at all. I don't have any writer's block in each one!! anyway, hope you'll like this one!
She walked along the green lockers of the bustling hallway. Though the noise of the students was loud, her mind doesn't seem to hear it. She stopped in front of her own locker and paused for a moment.
Friend
She thought sullenly as she opened her locker. She's been worried about her certain friend that keeps getting those "fears". She could feel the exact sadness that he feels. How could she not? They spend they're days in school together, telling secrets and jokes. There was no secret that was never told.
Except for one.
She sighed and dumped her books in and grabbed a slim book out. She slammed the locker shut and continued walking to her next class.
The one secret she didn't tell him was her bizarre feelings every time she's with him. Whenever he tells her of his dreams, she smiles when they're good but frowns when they're nightmares. He told her that she was one of those closest people that ever heard and seen him sob.
It kind of made her heart flutter and cry at the same time.
He once told her that he feels so damn lucky to have her at his side. She was happy at the moment and she was hoping that their moments together would last forever.
And about that bizarre feelings?
Well, she decided to ignore it. It was something confusing for her, but she figured it was nothing.
Finally reaching her destination, she entered the noisy classroom and made her way to her seat. Fortunately, it looks like their teacher is running late again so she has time to read her textbook.
Upon arriving at the second paragraph,
her mind listening focused again on those blue eyes she had loved
so dearly. Just thinking about it makes her heart do a somersault.
She giggled, her heart always does that just by thinking of Yamato.
Figuring that her mind wouldn't let her read, she closed her book and looked outside since she's just sitting by the window.
Yamato Ishida
The name was a popular one in Odaiba. If you didn't know him, you might as well be a part of the nerdy class. Knowing Yamato means "in".
She does feel lucky to have a guy like him around. And when Taichi goes along with them, they were unstoppable. The only class that the three have in common was Trigonometry.
Poor teacheralways lecturing Tai and Yamato on proper behavior.
But what makes her even luckier was that Yamato trusts her more than anyone, besides TK of course. Tai wasn't always around because of soccer but she does have the time for him and that made them close for some reason.
Their friendly relationship was an envy for other people. There was a day when she would think and daydream that they are more than friends.
There it was. The bizarre feeling came back to her again. She blinked her eyes as she felt her face get hot. She looked around, sensing that someone's eyes were on her. When she cast her eyes by the door, there stood Yamato.
He motioned her to come outside and she did. Finally stepping out, she looked at him confusingly.
"What are you doing here?"
He smiled goofily and showed her a detention slip. She smacked his head slightly and grabbed the piece of paper.
"What did you do this time?" she asked irritatingly.
Yamato shrugged, but his smile didn't leave his face. "I 'accidentally' pulled Mr. Onugawa's hair."
She arched her fine eyebrow at him. "Accidentally, huh?"
"Well, yeah! He told me to write something on the board and Tai tripped me and of course, I grabbed on to something." He explained, his eyes glowed as if they're laughing. The word something, as Sora thought, meant Mr.Onugawa's hair.
Sora rolled her eyes when she heard Tai's name. "Of course I should have known that Tai has something to do with this"
"And you know what we found out?"
"What?" she asked, shoving to him the piece of paper. He chuckled and leaned close to her ear. "He's bald."
His breath tickled her ear and made her cheeks flush red. There goes that feelings again she thought as she turned her head sideways.
Not a good move.
He was still leaning close to her. He moved his eyes and looked at her eyes. They didn't move, they just continued to stare at each other's eyes and faces.
His stare could melt her anytime. His eyes locked with her own, as if piercing them. She wanted to move away, but she can't. A strand of hair fell over her face, which she didn't mind.
But he did.
He reached out his hand and tucked it behind her ear. He gave her a smile. Sora could feel her face burning hot so she tried to say something.
"What did he look like?" she asked quietly, her voice came out like a squeak. He chuckled again.
"He looks scarier than before."
They both went silent for a while. He was standing close to her, and she was beginning to get tense. Why do I feel like this? She asked herself.
"It's time for class Miss Takenouchi, not for 'flirting' with other people."
A stern voice caused both of them to jump away from each other. Sora's teacher was looking at them seriously.
Sora peek at Yamato, who gave her a wink then, with a short apology for Sora's teacher, he dashed off.
Sora then sauntered back to her chair, opening her textbook once again. "Yamatoyou make things harder for me" she murmured.
There was one thing for sure.
All this time, she's been falling for Yamato.
I guess I can't deny the fact that I like him more than a friend now. Though I still don't have any chance of winning him over his die-hard fans, at least we have time for each other
not too much romance. I'm
really, really in to this story and I hope the reader will review.
the short line above is from a book called TextPower5.
This kind of books are a hit here in our place. thanks for reading!