Chapter 12: Apologizes, Poison Ivy, and UnPopularity
.:Sora's PoV:.
He sat at home on his bed. His compter pinged with IMs, but he ignored it. He kept thinking of her eyes. Her eyes...
How could he have done this to her?
How could you have done this to yourself?
NOWW IS NOT THE TIME CONSIOUNCE!
OH, YES IT IS! I HAVE BEEN WAITING EVER SINCE YOU MET THIS GIRL, SO YOU BETTER LISTEN TO ME NOW OR STEP!
But I can't step-
OH YES YOU CAN! I WILL MAKE YOU STEP! OFF YOUR ROOF! NOW LISTEN TO ME!
Fine!
You know you like her.
I do not.
Then why are you feeling so guilty? At first, all you wanted was REVENGE. Now, you are pounding yourself for it!
Not true!
Ahem. mind flashes back to him banging his head into the wall
Oh, so THATS what happened!
Ugh, I can't believe I got stuck to such an idiotic boy.
But-
NYET! I am still talking! Anyways you know you are in love with her! Why don't you just drag your sorry self over to her house and apologize?
What would the guys say?
WHO FRIEKEN CARES? You know why you like her?
Cause she's different, that's why! She doesn't care what other peole think, she doesn't care about revenge, she doesn't. And here YOU are, probably demolishing the only true love you will ever experiece because OF FRIEKEN POPULARITY!
(oh god now I got it goin)
SILINCE! If there was no popular in the world, everyone would be better off! I mean, do you KNOW how boring it is to talk about cheerleaders, or sports, or makeup, or crap like that that no one really even cares about? EXTREMELY! No, she would rather build a tree house and make it a cool party room and deny everyone entry even if it meant that she could have popularity! I will tell you, if you weren't popular, you would be soooooo happy! And if you didn't care what people thought, OOOH BOY would that help! But seriously, WOULD popularity even HELP you in the real life, I THINK NOT! gasps for air
You done yet?
Yeah.
Good. you got a good point. From now on, POPULAR SORA IS NO MORE! And the first thing to do is- tell my gang this.
We've got a LOOONG way to go. Delete your friends list and block them for a few days. Decorate you comp with stuff YOU like, and dress in clothes YOU like, not that some high and mighty designer likes!
Umm...
WHAT NOW?
I only have designer's clothes.
Go get your dad's credit card.
.:Kairi's PoV:.
She had burst out of the party along with the other 1200 girls there. She saw Sora get into his limo. If she had only half a mind, OOOHHHH would he be in for it!
But instead she ran.
Ran like the wind. She stumbled and tripped.
Stupid flip-flops!
She tore them off and ran on. She fell, but she kept on going, kept going until she was at her house. Then she stumbled onto her bed and cried.
THE NEXT DAY--
.:Kairi's PoV:.
Kairi gasped. She had walked into the school to find Sora.
Waiting by her locker.
With flowers.
With an outfit that actually looked cool. To her.
Talk about the fishiest thing EVER!
She walked up to him. Before she could speak, he said, "Look, I'm sorry. I really, truly am. I finally realised that I was only doing all that stupid stuff for popularity. And now I am being my own person."
That explains the clothes.
"Will you forgive me?"
"No."
"I expected that. I wouldn't forgive me either. Here. These are for you."
He handed her the flowers and walked away.
She put them in the nearest garbage can.
After all, they were probably filled with poison ivy anyways.
.:Sora's PoV:.
And thus began the day of apologizing to every girl in the school.
And most of them did forgive him.
Except for Kairi.
Hahahaaa! Hoped you liked it! More to come!
KHdreamer