Sorry this update's been a bit longer waiting then most… but you don't care, right? ^^ Err, anyways. Thanks should go to modern technology! Ever wondered what Ayane's messenger name would be???
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"Good morning, Ayane,"
She bit her tongue. What to do? Ignore him or act normalish? She wanted desperately to do the former simply because it was so much easier, but then again the latter would save face in the long run… after a minute's silence she realised that she had done the former anyway with her thinking time.
Hayabusa shrugged and turned as a pretty blonde girl started speaking to him. Pretty, yes, but she was wearing her uniform rather… provocatively, to say the least. The blonde girl smiled as she saw her, unlike any of the other girls so far.
"Oh, you're Kasumi's sister, right? Helena said that you were a bitch but you don't look that bitchy to me,"
"I'm not Kasumi's sister. I'm Ayane," she retorted. "And I can be a bitch if I want to be,"
"Can't we all?" the blonde raised her eyebrows. "I'm Tina, by the way. What do you have first up? I've got PE. How fun,"
"Something crap," she pulled out her timetable. "Computer science… what? I don't even know how to use a damn computer,"
"Anyway, I've gotta go," Tina pulled out a mobile phone from her pocket and glanced at the time on it. "Might see you later then, Ayane. Bye, Hayabusa,"
With that, she shoved her phone back into her pocket before walking ahead up the driveway.
Ayane stared at her departing back. Two people that didn't automatically dislike me. Slightly better track record. But then again, what are the odds of her coming over if Hayabusa wasn't here? Uh, let's not think of that.
"Hayabusa!"
The voice instantly made her grind her teeth in frustration. Couldn't she even get away from her stupid sister at school? Sure enough, there was her stupid sister standing on the steps of the hall, waving. "Come here! The girls and I have something we need your opinion on,"
"What shade of pink goes best with their complexion?" she snapped without intending to. Hayabusa shot her a look of mild bemusement before walking ahead. She was left all on her lonesome. Hayate had had to leave home early to go to a music lesson.
She was about to walk off when she heard another voice which made her narrow her eyes.
"But Kasumi! What about Ayane? Now she's all alone," Helena folded her arms across her chest, feigning sympathy. "Poor Ayane. It must be hard not having any friends,"
"Maybe. It must be even harder not having a brain in that empty skull of yours," she retorted. Not one of her greatest one-liners but the best she could think of on the spur of the moment. Kasumi came back out of the hall for a moment, before a despondent expression appeared on her face.
"Leave her be, Helena,"
"Fine…" the French snob made an elegant face at her before re-entering the hall. Meanwhile, as she stood on the steps of the hall foolishly, two girls came walking past, both in school uniform. She recognised one of them as the girl she had called a bitch and threatened to make her eat trash the previous day, the brunette, still with her hair in plaits. The other one had her hair just touching her shoulders, held back from her face with a headband.
"Hmph. That's public school trash," the brunette said. The second girl turned to look at Ayane, and she noticed that her eyes were a sky-blue.
"Leifang, that isn't very nice. She can't help it that she came from a public school,"
"Whatever," Leifang shook her head. "Hitomi, you're just too soft, that's your trouble,"
"Better being soft then a hard bitch," she shot back at the girl's departing back. Both of them ignored the comment, but the one called Hitomi turned around, briefly shooting her a friendly enough look considering the circumstances. They both entered the hall as well.
She continued to the room on her timetable, anyway. According to the timetable she had, there was ten minutes of form before classes began which started now. She had missed it yesterday from coming late.
She walked by herself to the requested room, finding a mixture of people, and judging by the look of them, both year elevens and twelves. The teacher looked up as she entered, and her eyes widened.
No, not the geek! What the hell! What is it with this idiot everywhere! He's like the flu!
She was ready to bang her head on the desk with frustration, unless of course the geek's was closer. She sat down without saying anything. Funny, she mused. Half these tables are empty. Wonder why? Perhaps everyone's smart enough to skip or something.
The geek began marking the roll as always, until he was interrupted about halfway through with a stream of people, all talking and laughing. The geek paused to look at them.
"You lot, what have I told you about being late?" he asked in his nasally whine. "And Miss Kasumi, you should be setting a better example, being a prefect and all. You too, Mr Hayabusa. Oh well, I suppose I'll let you off this once…"
The stream took their seats. With annoyance, she found herself sitting next to Helena. Of all people, she had to sit next to her, didn't she?
She felt an abrupt pain in her thigh, and realised that the stupid bitch had stabbed her in the leg with her fingernail. She took a deep breath to avoid bashing the girl's face in then and there, instead resorting to a pinch back. The French girl let out a little gasp, before elbowing her. The geek was looking down at his notes on the table, so she grabbed the girl's arm and quickly twisted it the wrong way before releasing it, all in the blink of an eye.
"You little…" Helena started, furiously, before she was interrupted.
"Okay, you can go to your classes now," the geek said, standing up. Lucky, she thought, ignoring the glare that Helena was shooting her. To computer science now. Yippee.
The computer lab was certainly rather technical. She didn't have any idea how to do anything with the darned computer, except for turning it on and going into chat-rooms. What else was there to do on them, anyway? She noted that the computer class was extremely small. Two other people came into the room, both people she didn't recognise. Then… she gritted her teeth as one other person entered the room.
No way.
No way! Since when did her idiot sister know how to use a computer?
Shit!
The teacher entered the room soon after, and told them to sit down at a computer. He was short and stout, with a receding hairline and black-going-on-grey hair. "Oh, Ayane, you're our new student," he said suddenly, making her think a lot better of him. He had a nice voice, all rich and warm. Much like someone's, but she couldn't think whose.
"This is Brad, there," he pointed to one of the students, whose hair was about as long as Hayabusa's, but a lot thinner, done in a plait. Receding hairline? She thought sarcastically as Brad waved at her clumsily. Probably pissed. "And that's Christie," a platinum haired girl was indicated, and took no notice. She seemed to be sketching something on a piece of paper.
"And Kasumi,"
Ayane shot her sister a glare, and felt a surge of triumph as her sister looked at her, then dropped her gaze to the floor.
"Okay, now that the introductions are done with, let's open your booklet, here's one for you, Ayane, and just work through it at your own pace… yes, if you need any help just see me. I want this to be finished by the end of next lesson…"
She scanned through it. Boring, boring, blah, blah… she logged onto the computer and proceeded to go to a chat room as usual. Nothing better to do, after all. In another window, she opened up her e-mail and began typing.
To: sxcblossom22
From: kochochik
Subject: Snob skool
Hey babe, how u doing
U told me 2 e u after my 1st day @ skool so here u r. It sux! Absolutely sux. I am gonna die of boredom b4 the end of the year. No smoking area nowhere to go and have a ciggy. It's killing me! Evri1 here basically are snobby bitches and have long sticks up their asses. One guy is nice other then my bro (that's how desperate I am!) but he's shaping up 2 be like him, noing 2 much about me in the first 2 secs. Not safe, so I'm trying to shove him away.
Say hi 2 evri1 for me. Doubt I'll be able 2 see u 4 a while cos Father's being tight + not letting me out much cos of bad grades. Mmm woteva! As if that matters. Oh, and tell Zack that I still h8 the bastard no matter wot he says. Cya l8r.
~ Ay.
She hit the send button, minimised the screen and opened the program they were supposed to be in just as the teacher came around. "How are you managing so far, Ayane?" the teacher asked. She nodded, waving them subtly away, before continuing typing, logging into a chat room of sorts, more an internet hang-out of people she knew instead of strangers.
Ayst*r has just logged on.
Hayate says: My, Ayane, fancy seeing you here!
Ayst*r says: Hayate? WTF are u doing online?
Hayate says: I could ask the same thing for you, sister dearest.
Sxcblossom22 says: Hey, Ay!
Ayst*r says: Hey, I just sent u an e.
Sxcblossom22 says: Yea, just got it. Anyway, continue arguing with ur bro. It's fun 2 read.
Ayst*r says: Glad I can be so amusing.
Hayate says: So, having fun in computers?
Ayst*r says: I'm talking to u. Answer ur question?
Hayate says: Oh, must be enjoying yourself then.
Sxcblossom22 says: Yea, u wish, Hayate.
Hayate says: Yes, I do, I do. Oh, got to go. The geek's out in full force now.
Hayate has just signed off.
Sxcblossom22 says: So who's this guy hu's like *cough* him?
Ayst*r says: Just sum guy from skool.
Sxcblossom22 says: HRSG?
Ayst*r says: Hot, yea. Rich, dunno. Smart, hell yea. Good? Don't even ask.
Sxcblossom22 says: That bad?
Ayst*r says: Shit, I haven't done that. He's… weird.
Sxcblossom22 says: Speaking of shit, I have 2 go. Teacher's prowling. Cya l8r. Pass on ur message 2 Zack 2.
Ayst*r says: Thanks. Cya soon.