WAH! I'm SO sorry guys! I totally lost track of time. I forgot that my grandparents were taking my bro and me for the 3 day weekend, thus I couldn't work on my story --
I would have posted sooner, too, but my social studies teacher thought it would be funny if we had to take a Civil War test yesterday and a World Map Test today. Now I gotta go to graduation, but I'm going to Six Flags tomorrow (YAY YAY YAY!!!) And that would be my last day of school. From then on, I PROMISE: I shall always be dedicated to my writing...and meet my deadlines...
Love ya,
Momo
P.S: Nami's make up may seen odd, but that's the way this lady from Christian Dior did it at the mall. It looks SO good and natural! Just wanted you to know U
.:Chapter 4:.
Hige
"Ugh. Come on! It wasn't that bad!" said Hige, exasperatedly.
"Hmph. Easy for you to say. Seems like you rather enjoyed yourself!" she said, finishing her hair and walking over to her mirror and dresser.
Ouch. That hurt...
Hige furrowed his eyebrows. He wasn't helping the situation at all...
Nami began to put on her make up. Picking out a dark, skin-tone foundation, she began to apply it in dabs.
"You don't need all that to make you pretty, you know..." said Hige, looking at the floor.
"Whatever," she said, not really hearing him and putting on a brown eyeliner. She then applied a white eye shadow up to her eyebrows. Blending in a dull purple and dragging it lightly underneath her eyes, she sarcastically remarked, "It's funny how seeing one little thing can totally change a guys opinion."
It wasn't really little...
But he kept his mouth shut. Meanwhile, Nami applied a bronzed brown and then blended a darker pink lightly to the inner lid. After applying a little brown mascara, her eyes were complete.
Hige worked up the courage to murmur, "That's not true..."
But Nami didn't hear him. She had now put on a darker lipstick and was blending it with a lip liner (which she had used sparingly, since she had fairly full lips already). As she was applying a light gloss over that, she glanced over her shoulder at Hige.
He sensed she was watching him and looked up with somewhat pleading eyes. She just rolled hers and turned back around. Little did he know she was still watching him out of the corner of her eye via the mirror.
"Look. I guess what I'm trying to say is...I'm sorry," he said, sounding tired.
After a long pause, Nami sighed and said, "Well, I guess I was a little hard on you. After all it was only an accident...but it wasn't really the kind of impression I wanted to leave people I haven't even really met, ya know?"
Hige nodded. But she wasn't finished, "And you didn't have to stare, either."
Dammit...I totally blew it...she probably won't even want to go with us now...
But all he could manage to murmur was a small, "Erm..."
There was a lull, but then Nami said, "I'm going out to dinner. See ya later, okay?"
"Wait!" he blurted out. She turned around, hand inches away from the door.
"Yes?" she asked, slightly annoyed.
"Well, we usually eat dinner together here. Unless we all go out, the people in a dorm are supposed to eat together."
Nami flinched slightly at the thought of eating with four boys who she had just given, as Tsume had called it, 'an in-house peep show'.
Please don't let her figure out I'm lying... Hige thought, closing his eyes.
"Alright. I guess I could eat with you guys."
Hige opened one eye, "R-really?"
"Sure. I mean, if it's one of the school rules..."
Ah...heh, heh, heh...
Hige gulped.
She was heading out the door when she poked her head back in and softly said, eyes lowered, "Oh, and I forgive you too..."
That's what Hige had been waiting for. He jumped up and bounded over to her, giving her a big hug.
"Eep!" she yelped as she was lifted off the ground.
"Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he shouted.
"Erm, could you put me down now?" she asked, blushing.
"Ah, um, s-sure" he stammered, turning equally cherry.
"Thanks," she said giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
She just...she just...she just...she just...
Hige just stood there, his face melting into a goofy grin as hr watched his new room mate walk down the hall. Only when she had disappeared around the corner did he lower his hand and stare at is, as if it has caused his awe and amazement.
"Hey Hige! You coming?" he heard Kiba yell from the kitchen.
He headed down the hall and into the living room.
Ugh. Kiba Food tonight. More like Kibble Food...for dogs...
But his nose twitched as he smelled something new. Poking his head into the kitchen, he saw Nami helping Kiba cook. Kiba was making okonomiyaki. Nami was taking his hand and showing him exactly how to stir the batter, shop the ingredients, and make the sauce. Of course, she was doing the majority of the work. And when it came to actually combining the ingredients, it was all her. She poured the pastry in the flat top stove, and prepared the ingredients with some spices and oils. Then she uncovered the enclosed batter, added the miso and cheese and added the meat to the boys' respective okonomiyaki. Pausing at the last one, she looked up at him.
"What do you want on yours?" she asked.
He was startled out of the trance of watching her cook and managed to stammer, "Uh, erm, beef is fine, thanks"
In response, she gave him a liquefying smile, "Okay!"
He rested his head on the door frame and continued to watch her. She then poured the batter on top of the ingredients, sandwiching them in between the still-gooey batter. When it was done, she swiftly whipped off the cover (and smacked away Toboe's sneaky hand), and added a dollop of mayonnaise along with a spoonful of her sauce. Swirling the two together on top, she put the delicious smelling product in front of Toboe and Tsume, Handing Kiba his, Hige saw him kissed her on the cheek.
Anger swelled up inside Hige, What the hell's he doing?!
But he held his tongue and sat down after accepting his plate from Nami. Besides, it wasn't like Nami was his girlfriend or anything.
Hige sighed and began to eat his okonomiyaki. It was amazing, but he was in too much of a daze to notice.
"-you think?" Hige glanced up and saw Nami staring at him.
The others were looking too.
What the heck?
"Well? Are you going to answer her? Or not?" Kiba asked, a disapproving frown appearing on his face.
"What? Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't really paying attention..." he said apologetically to Nami.
"I said, 'what do you think?'" she repeated, still a little ticked at him about the pool incident.
"Oh, it's really good! Sorry, I was just thinking," he explained as she went back to cleaning the dishes.
For a while, there was silence, except for Nami's clanking of plates and cooking utensils.
But Tsume, of all people, broke the hush asking, "Hey, I was going to go to a club tonight. You wanna come with me?"
With 'me'?! I thought we were all going together!
Nami turned around, her face showing slight disbelief.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, "I'm only 17!"
"I know. But this club is exclusive. The age restriction is 17. You should be fine." He explained leisurely.
"Hey! What about us!?!" Kiba and Hige exclaimed, a little hurt at being left out.
"You are 17, right?"
Hige and Kiba blushed sheepishly.
"But what about me?" Toboe mumbled, looking at the floor. Tsume sighed, paused, and then said, "Well, I guess I could sneak you in the back way. It's easier than getting a fake ID on such short notice...plus, you look like a young 17 year old..."
"YES! I get to go! Alright!" Toboe shouted, jumping out of his seat.
Oh great. Party crasher is coming.
Within the hour, they had gotten ready and were about to head out the door.
"Nami? Are you coming?" Hige shouted up the stairs. It was 7:00, and they had been waiting for 10 minutes.
"Coming, coming, coming!" she shouted, turning the corner. All boys (except Tsume) gaped, but quickly shut their mouths before she noticed.
Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.
Nami was wearing a cut off, stretchy tube top with matching black pants. Her hair was done up (as usual) in a messy bun. Her make up was the same, but she was wearing clunky, yet secure, black sandals.
She had in big silver hoops. Their sizes decreased as they went up her ear.
"Ready to go?" she asked cheerfully. Her chest bounced with her slight hop.
Hige gulped.
Okay, Hige, DON'T screw tonight up.
Nami grabbed a jean jacket and bonded out the door to Tsume's red convertible.
Tsume got in the driver's seat and Hige was about to hop in next to Nami, but Toboe got there first.
Damn that little runt...
So, Kiba and Hige ended up sitting in the back together. Tsume revved up the car and pulled out of the driveway, heading out of the campus.
As they were driving along the highway, they began to talk about Nami's opinion of the school.
"So? What do you think of you're new roommates? Hmmm?" asked Kiba, leaning towards the passenger seat.
"Well, as long as none of you are gay...not that I have anything against gay people, but thinking of living with two guys who sleep together every night, well, bugs me I guess." she explained with a shrug.
"Oh, we're gay alright!" said Kiba, snuggling up to Hige's arm.
"Ew! Get the hell offa me, dammit!" Hige shouted, shaking himself free and curling up in the corner opposite of Nami.
"Ha, ha, I'm kidding!" said Kiba, in hysterics from Hige's reaction, "I'm perfectly straight, you know..."
He snaked his arms around Nami's neck, going lower and lower and lower until...
WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS THAT ASS DOING?!?
Nami was about to smack Kiba herself when Hige lunged at Kiba, knocking him into the car door. Kiba, laughing was about to shove the boy off him when they both toppled to the floor. Tsume had slammed on the breaks.
He whirled around, glaring at the two culprits shouting, "No canoodling, no groping, and no wrestling in my car!"
Everyone was silent and Tsume continued down the highway.
Thank God there were no cars around when he did that...
Tsume stopped again, but this time it was because they were at the club.
With a sigh, Tsume got out of the car and muttered something to himself before addressing them with a not-so-cheerful, "We're here..."
.:End Chapter 4:.