Shock realisation here, and the lead-in to a huge argument between Kasumi and Ayane (one sided, naturally) Anyway, short note, so enjoy!
Oh, and Wolf… you're right *blush* But it's a very nice purple dragon! ^^
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She sat there, pretending to stew over her homework. In reality, she was musing. Her musings were rudely interrupted when her hated half sister walked into the room.
"Ayane, did you see where my book bag was? I seem to have misplaced it,"
She threw down her pen and turned to face the amber-haired idiot. "No, of course I didn't! Why would I look out for something of yours when I'd rather flush it down the loo?"
"Okay…" Kasumi blinked. "You didn't have to be so nasty about it, Ayane…"
"Oh, shut up. I'm trying to do my maths homework and I don't have time for your shit," she turned back to the page and began doodling on it.
"…I can help you if you want…"
Throwing her pen down again and standing up angrily, she faced her sister again. "Do I look like a charity case? Do I need your help? I'd rather fail this year then have your help! Thanks for the offer, Kasumi. Why don't you go back to rooting whoever you are now and spare me from your annoying, ugly presence,"
Without a word, the young girl slipped out of the room, eyes downcast. Ayane threw her stupid book bag after her. It was right next to the couch, anyway. What sort of idiot could have missed that?
She couldn't concentrate after that. Thoughts and memories of her wretched-half sister kept on drifting into her head. Kasumi, always the perfect one. Kasumi, always everybody's favourite. Why couldn't anybody ever say to Kasumi that she was her sister, not what she always got, 'Oh, you're Kasumi's sister?' Couldn't she be Ayane, instead of Kasumi's sister? She hated being reminded she was related to the bitch, as it was. What didn't she have that Kasumi did? Dammit, why did she always have to be one step behind her?
Oh guess what, Kasumi got honours in her piano exam! Isn't that fantastic?
Ayane, why couldn't you be more like Kasumi for once?
Kasumi managed to get the top marks of the year!
She's a prefect! Why can't you be a prefect?
She stood up so abruptly that the desk wobbled unsteadily, grabbed her books, threw them into her book bag and stormed out of the room, throwing the bag into the corner of her (messy, so unlike Kasumi's) room. She was so sick of being compared, and the incident earlier had made her reach cracking point. Grabbing two things which were her ultimate stress relievers, a bottle of vodka and a pack of cigarettes complete with lighter, (both strategically hidden, naturally) she tossed them into a backpack before storming out of the house. Not two blocks away, she found a large and nice-looking tree to sit under. Pulling out both vodka and ciggies, she took a swig out of the bottle and lit up a cigarette, inhaling deeply. This is good. Would be better if I could shove a lit one up Kasumi's butt, though. She's so full of the hot air that she'd probably explode if I did, but.
Voices interrupted her thoughts. Shit, I recognise those voices. Hiding the burning butt of the cigarette, she ducked behind the tree just in time to see Hayabusa, apparently walking Hayate home. How nice, she thought bitterly. I wish some guy would do that to me without trying to get in my pants in the process. Can't believe I fell for that before. Never again.
"It's weird…" Hayate paused. "It's only in the last few years that she's started letting it get to her so much. Oh well, I suppose it's healthy in the long run, but poor Kasumi, she's letting it get to her too much. As if her life depends on what Ayane thinks of her,"
How dare they?! As annoyed as she was by the discussion about her, she decided to settle down for a good eavesdrop. Hayabusa nodded, although more out of politeness then agreement. "Perhaps she feels that she's being overshadowed by Kasumi. It would make sense,"
Got it in one. But why doesn't that surprise me? Hayate shrugged. "Yeah. Either that or she's just doing it to piss Kasumi off. I honestly don't know any more. She's harder to read then a book in Scandinavian, for crying out loud,"
"In that case, all you need is someone who can read Scandinavian," Hayabusa replied, deadpan, before they rounded the corner and she lost sight and sound of them. It was then that she realised something.
He can read me like a book. That's what he was implying. All they need is someone who can read me, and he can… shit. Not again. Only one thing to do. Act like a cold bitch to him. Hopefully, if he can't read that, he'll drop it and we'll be all good again…
But somehow, something stopped her. He's the only one that's been nice to me at this shit school. What am I supposed to do if Hayate doesn't show one day? Stay by myself like a loser? Kasumi and that bitch Helena will give me so much…
I'll see what happens, she promised herself. Depending on circumstances, that is.
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About the whole 'reading her too well' thing, you'll find out more about that later. It's linked to her last school, if that helps any.