Written: 6/17/05
Word Count: 200 (double drabble)
Rating: K+ Notes: Because the smallest inconvenience to you makes another person's day.
Henna, besides being used as a temporary (although sometimes permanent) decorative tattoo, is also used as a red hair dye, specifically in India.
Blueblooks are small booklets composed of ten sheets of lined paper covered by a blue sheet acting as the jacket.
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"Um, excuse me..."
Gonou looked up from his book to the person standing across from him. A young woman, a few years his elder, stood smiling benevolently at him. Sunlight filtered through the stained glass library window, bringing out gold hair under the red that the henna had missed.
"You're in my history class next hour, aren't you?"
Gonou simply nodded, trying not to make conversation. Maybe she'd just go away...
"About our test next hour."
Damn.
"...are we going to need bluebooks? I can't remember what the professor said."
Another nod.
"Aw, hell."
His classmate's face twisted into a look of self-fury and panic. "I totally forgot. Thanks, though."
She turned to leave, but Gonou stopped her.
"Hold on, I have an extra."
Brown eyes lit with gratitude as he dug in his backpack, producing the booklet. "Here."
"Oh, thank you so much." She began digging in her pockets for money.
"Don't worry about it," he told her, waving an uncaring hand.
"Angel, saint, god!" she exclaimed, and he began blushing and protesting.
"See you later," she said, smiling.
Gonou smiled back and went back to reading.
A friend?
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Notes 2: I would like to give a big 'thank you' to everyone who has reviewed my story. Y'all make my day!