Kat: Holy cow it's been a long time since I've updated! I've been busy; what else can I say? We picked classes a while ago, and I've been stressing over that, then I got news that, yes, I will be having homework for two classes over the summer. Joyous days. Then I realized I needed to start paying attention in class and actually do something so that I don't fail. Yes, I do have all B's, but the B in English might be dropping if I don't get my ass in gear.
Chapter 2: The First Encounter
The bell rang. Students got up, grabbed their books, and shuffled out of the classroom with sighs. One class of going over the syllabus down, five more to go. Sometimes it was probably just a lot easier if they skipped the first day of school since the teachers said the same thing every year, except maybe adding an extra book to the list of books needed for the school year, but that could be figured out at another time. All six teachers would hand out sheets of paper, the colour depending on the teacher and class, and then they would go over it for an hour and not get finished then have to go over it once more the next day, only go faster and without listening to students.
The chocolate haired girl had gathered her belongings and held them in her arm, holding them up with a hip as she watched the other girl, who had yet to make a movement to leave. 'Ayame… come on, the bell rang; you can't just sit here all day…' she said with a sigh, shaking her head somewhat as she gnawed on her lower lip slightly. Groaning somewhat, she ran her free hand through her hair and pulled some of it over her shoulder, fingering the tips. 'You know what…fine…' She then turned and walked out of the classroom, only glancing over her shoulder for a moment to see if the rusty haired girl had made a move.
'I've got a free period next, thank you,' the rusty haired girl grumbled, irritated, under her breath as she glared out the window. Deciding she didn't want to listen to the lecture on what was to be done during the year again, not that she listened before, the girl forced herself to her feet, grabbed her bag and slung it over one of her shoulders as she walked out of the classroom and down the hall. She watched Sango's back as she walked away and down the hall to her next class, turning into one of the English rooms when it came up. Ayame sighed and shook her head as she turned down the hall towards the doors that led outside of the school.
A hand raised in the middle of a twelfth grade English class as one student waited to be called on. Her question didn't have anything to do with what was being talked about, but she figured it was more important than knowing which books to buy from the bookstore. The girl fidgeted in her seat slightly and forced her hand higher up into the air as she gnawed on her lip, groaning at the fact that she was being ignored. 'Sir…' she grumbled and then stood up behind her desk, putting her hand by her side. 'I really need to go use the restroom…'
'Miss Taijiya,' the teacher said, sighing as he glanced from his seating chart to her, rolling his eyes slightly. 'You don't interrupt my class while I'm talking, no matter how badly you need to use the bathroom. You're supposed to go during passing between first and second, not during class.' With a groan, he shook his head and went back to explaining the school year to the rest of the class, ignoring the look of shock on Sango's face.
'But, sir!' she exclaimed, watching him as he continued speaking, ignoring the outburst. 'I come from America; I don't know the rules you've set, so you can't blame me for not knowing that I couldn't go,' she said, hoping her explanation would let her leave the classroom and go find the bathroom, and hopefully someone to talk to. 'I promise this won't happen again if you let me go…' She had no clue what would convince him to allow her to go if this didn't work, but she'd find a way.
The teacher let out an exasperated sigh as he glanced from the rest of the class to Sango, shaking his head in defeat. 'Fine, but make it quick, will you? You're going to miss what books you need to get, and how the grading goes out here,' he stated, then watched her leave and went back to explaining everything else to the class. If the need be, he could just give a sheet of paper to Sango with all the notes and everything she needed.
The brunette groaned as she got out of the classroom and rolled her eyes as she stopped by the hall leading towards the bathroom, and to the front of the school. She bent forward, gathered her hair into her hands and stood up straight, making sure there was no bump in her hair before putting in a ponytail. After finished with that task, she continued walking down the hall and past the bathroom, not really having the need to go, like she had said, since it was more to get out of class and find someone to talk to. Figuring that, like their freshman year, Ayame had a free period; she headed outside into the front of the school and wandered around in search of the girl.
Ayame was sitting outside by the gym underneath a large tree with her back leaning up against the trunk. It was her usual spot and had been since she was a freshman, and she didn't exactly feel the need to find a new place, even if someone else decided to sit there during their lunch break, which people had done. Her knees were pulled up and her writing book was open and leaned up against them, one of the pages having been doodled upon since no ideas of what to write had come to mind. 'Damnit…' she grumbled as she read through a few of her thoughts, crossing some out since they didn't make much sense to her. She leaned her head back against the trunk, closing her eyes as she put her pen into her mouth, chewing on the tip of it like she always did, which caused her to break several of them in her mouth and get ink all over herself.
The sound of footsteps hitting the grass and crushing the blades caught her attention and she pulled her pen out of her mouth, perking up as she let emerald eyes glance around the grounds to see who was coming. Slowly, the sound got louder and more distinct, making it easier to tell how fast the person was coming, which was rather fast since they were running. She sighed and looked over in the direction the sound of panting and heavy breathing was coming and watched the boy who had come into her eyesight running towards her, his raven hair up in a high ponytail, though still reaching to his back. Her hands were in front of her as she leaned forward on them some, watching the male continue his jog around the gym; her knees were underneath her and supporting almost all of her weight, except the bit that was on her hands. The writing book had been forgotten for the most part, and had been pushed off to the side, in the boy's running path.
A yelp came from her when she realized what had happened and what the crunching of paper had been only seconds before. 'Oh no!' she exclaimed and pulled back, looking over to her book with a sigh as she grabbed it from the ground. Some of the pages were ruined from the dirt on his shoes, those she had written on, but, for the most part, it was still in decent condition, save for fact that many of the pages had been ripped out and crumpled up. 'Shit…' she said, sighing sadly as she stuffed the pieces that had been ripped out back into the book and closed it, shaking her head as several rust coloured tresses fell into her eyes.
The male had stop when he heard the yelp and the girl exclaim, turning around to look at her to see if he had hurt her. His bangs were plastered to his face with sweat, which was running down the sides of his face and neck and soaking his gray shirt. 'Did I hurt you?' he asked, his breathing heavy as he bent over double in front of her, his hands on his knees, ocean blue eyes locking onto the girl's emerald ones. 'If I did, I'm sorry; I guess I wasn't really paying much attention to where I was going…' He trailed off when he spotted the ruined notebook in her shaking arms and sighed in relief, glad to find out he hadn't stepped on her or ruined anything important. 'I'll bring you a new one tomorrow,' he said between his gasps for breath, 'since I ruined that one. While I'm running, I'll come by and drop it off, alright?'
Ayame's eyes were wide in shock, surprised to hear that the boy was willing to go and get her a new notebook. She nodded her head slowly, so as to not seem too dumb, in response as she watched him wave and then start his run again. 'Th-Thanks…' she called quietly after him, too shocked and scared to say it any louder than that, though she figured he heard since he was, after all, a fellow wolf demon. Dropping the notebook onto the ground, she shuffled through the papers to pick out the most important ones to keep, and which she needed to destroy now.
'So…Aya's got a crush now, huh?' a voice came as the person to which it belonged to walk up, smiling some as she crouched down next to the shaken up girl. She sighed when she earned herself a glare from the girl on the ground and shook her head, not really sure what else she could say. 'Why won't you talk to me anymore, Aya? Don't tell me it's just because I stopped writing you while I was gone…' She groaned, figuring that was the reason. 'I'm sorry that I got busy with life out there and didn't have time for much else.'
'No one calls me Aya anymore, so stop it,' she snapped and stood up, hugging her book and papers to her chest as she sighed and started towards the nearest trash can to throw what she didn't want anymore away. 'And it's not just because you got a new life and forgot about the one person who once meant something to you; it's the fact that you come waltzing in here and expect me to be able to just forget about the minor detail of us not having spoken for a year. It's not easy to bring someone from your past back into your life when you've assumed they hate you and never wanted anything to do with you in the first place.' She sighed, angrily threw her papers and notebook into the trash can and turned on her heel to look at Sango, crossing her arms over her chest in the process.
Sango stared wide-eyed at Ayame as she let the information sink in and thought about what to say so that she didn't make a dumb mistake and say something to make the situation even worse. 'I know it's not easy to do that, I was just hoping you'd be able to be my best friend again and be happy that we're going to school together again, not get angry and want to rip my head for coming back here,' she said and sighed some, shaking her head. 'Maybe I was expecting too much, though. I would probably have reacted the same way as you have been if this happened to me, but I just want to be friends again; I don't want you to hate me for not writing.'
'You're trying too hard,' she stated simply and walked back up to the front of the school to go to her locker. 'It'd probably be easier to consider each other acquaintances rather than friends of enemies, because that's how I'm looking at the situation. You're a completely different person than you were before you left, and I don't want you to be the way you are,' she said and walked into the school and down the hall, not really expecting Sango to follow her to come up with a snappy response. After several moments of silence, she looked over her shoulder to see if she was going to be stopped to be spoken to, but no one was there, which caused her to sigh in relief.
I'm just pushing her away…I shouldn't be doing that; I want to stay friends with her, she thought as she shook her head and stopped in front of her locker, looking down to her hand. 'Nine…' she mumbled, spinning the dial three times in the right direction. 'Twenty-two…' she sighed, going in the opposite direction and past the number, stopping. 'And three,' she said, turning to the number, then pulled the lock down, taking it off, and opening her locker. She pulled one of her text books out of her locker, putting the papers she had kept in the cover of it, and then stuffed the book quickly back into her locker. Slamming the door fast enough that nothing would fall out, she walked away and down the hall to go the back way out of the school.