History Lesson

I.

            "O-HA-YOO~!!"

Somewhere, someone slept.

            But it wasn't Kaori.  She had tickled Mac from behind his chair, laughing wildly.

Mac jumped.

Milk sprayed everywhere.

            "Hey yo, what the heck…oh, it's you."  A peculiar look flickered in his eyes.  Kaori Nishidake smiled cheerfully, taking a seat across from him.

            "Ohayo." said she again.

            "Yeah, it's a state."

Kaori blinked.

Mac blinked.

Kaori laughed.

Mac blinked.

            "What?"  She continued to giggle, covering her mouth with her unmittened hands.  Mac continued to give her a curious look.

            "What's so funny?"  Kaori howled and shook her head, trying to suppress her laughter. 

"Yeah, whatever." He shrugged irritably, pouring more milk into his cereal bowl and flipping idly through a skateboard magazine.

            Kaori's laughter died, and she leaned on her hands, watched for a moment, then spoke.

            "Are you ready for today?"

            "What's today?"

            "Test."

            "Test?"

            "History test."

Once again, milk sprayed everywhere.

            "W-What?"

            "Amerika no History Test."

Mac blinked.  It was not the first time.

            "American history?"

            "BIN-BO!" She clapped her hands.  "Ten points!"

Somewhere, someone cheered.

            But it wasn't Mac.  Kaori watched mild surprise as he let out an excruciating wail and fell, despaired, onto the table.

"I'm so toasted!"

"Oh!  Oh!  Would you like some butter?"

He gave her a hard glare.  She smiled in retaliation.

            "No worries, Ma-chan."  She stretched over to pat his head, now repeatedly banging on the table.  "American History is easy!"

            "URGHGHGAWHAAAMSMAAA." Said Mac.

            "If you study just a little, it's very easy!"

            "UGHAHAHWHAHAHAAAHAAGH." Said Mac.

            "Did you take any notes?"

Mac looked up, red-faced.  He reached into his school bag and shuffled around, laying across the table a crumpled piece of paper labeled 'The American Revolution', complete with incoherent scribbles that trailed into doodles of mountains and skateboards.

If it were at all possible, Kaori sweatdropped.

            "Did you…ano…listen to any lectures?"

            "You don't understand!" Mac suddenly wailed, caught in the drama of his moment, "When we're in class I try to listen but the mountains are all 'Yo Mac, my man, come board me!'  An' all I can see is the snow outside and it's callin' me, an' all I can think about is ridin' and railin' and trickin' an' when all that's goin' on there ain't no time for listenin', you know?"

He sat back in his chair, exasperated.

Kaori blinked.

            "I will need to take more English lesson to understand what you just said."  Mac let out a sullen wail.  Kaori blinked once more, then offered in return a determined smile.

            "I will teach you, Ma-chan."


Mac looked up.

            "What?"
            "I-will-teach-you-"

            "Yeah, yeah, I heard that.  You will?"

            "Yup."  She gave a big smile.  Mac grinned.

            "Ah man, Kaori, you rock!"

            "Rock-u?"

            "It's a compliment."
            "Wai!  I was compliment-ud by Ma-chan!"

            "Mac."

            "Ma-chan."

Mac fell into exasperated silence.

            "I win!  I win!" said Kaori.

Disclaimer: Don't own Tricky.

Notes.

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Ohayo means 'Good Morning' in Japanese.  It is pronounced exactly like Ohio.  High in the middle and low on both ends.

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yeah.

Part II…should be out soon.