Monkey tails chappie 7

ok, now that school is over, I can do a lot more typing and try to get this story done by the time I get to sleep away camp. Which is in 2 weeks...

Dear Tamel,

ok, so school wasn't as bad as I had thought. I have many friends now. Purin called it 'popular'. Anyway, when ever I suggest that we hang with her to, they get this strange look. Way does everyone her hate her? Anyway, she has been starring of into space lately. When ever any of the mew crew catch her, she gets all hyper and makes excuses. She not herself. I wonder what happened... anyway, I'm determined to help her have as many friends as yours truly.

Tart

Purin stepped out of the temple she called home, she looked to the sky. Her brothers and sister had already walked to school with some friends.

A ripple of breeze brushed her braids across her face. As she looked up, a cloud in the shape of a mountain slipped by. A sigh of guilt raised in her throat. 'I should tell them...it's just so hard'.

Purin reached down the pocket of her uniform and touched a piece of fold cream colored paper. The paper that would hold her future. She had been caring it around since she got it a week ago. The third day of school, Tar-Tar's second.

She closed her eyes, tilting her head slightly downward. The breezed picked up, so much you could have called it wind. It circled around her body, almost bring it upward. Eyes still closed, all the air escaped her lungs, and joined the circling wind.

"Purin?" said a little voice.

Her eyes shot open. Her head ached, like it had just plummeted back to earth. The wind was gone. The only thing that was the same was the sun beating down on her hair.

Purin whipped around. Tart was hovering a few feet off the ground, looking worried.

"Hey Tar-Tar!" the little monkey girl squealed as she threw her arms around his waist.

"Don't call me... oh forget it, not like you ever listen you stubborn little thing."

"little? I'm taller then you!"

Just a low pitched grumble was all he replied.

"Lets go! We don't want to be late!" Purin said, grabbing his hand, pulling him toward the ground.

"We don't? " the boy said, being dragged on the ground.

"No!"

Tart sighed. If only some of the TMM group was Purin's age. Maybe it would be easier for her to make friends.

school

"Hey, Tart man!"

"What you doing with her?"

"Yeah, we are starting a game. Play?"

"Your on blue."

"Think fast!" one of Tarts friends yelled, throwing a foot ball in his direction, only to be fumbled and hit the ground.

"But I'm no good!" Tart whined

"To bad!" another boy yelled. A raven haired kid jumped out of no where and pulled Tart in to the game.

Tart looked back, looking sad to be leaving Purin behind. She just gave a wave in the air and walked on. She headed to the swing set. That had been her little get away. No one bothered her there. Which was good. She needed time to think.

another part of the playground

"Look at her. Just look at her."

"What's the matter Cindy?" piped 2nd in command, Jesse, Cindy's BFF. A take control to say the least.

"Look at that...that...MONKEY!"

"I don't see anythin..." said the 3rd in command, Roxy. As the name suggest, we're dealing with a totally fashion Diva. Many people look up to her in for advice. Unlike many Roxy's though, this one didn't have the best grades.

"She is totally hogging the swings!"

"I but there is 3 swings, and she is on just one..." piped up a normally silent girl. She had been the new girl a year before, being picked up right away by Cindy's trio. She was the brains, so they needed her to help with homework (or do there homework), test, etc. you could tell she was shy by just looking at her. She had big green eyes, normally downcast. She wore plain, blue, shorts and a green tee, with her long red hair (about down to her waist) in a low braid. The same hair-do as every day.

"No, hogging. She knows no one wants to be around her but that boy. So she is there to keep us away. Understand Mina?" Cindy almost spat the name as if it was some sort of threat.

To scarred to defend herself, like normal, she just nodded. Mina tilted her head to skim the ground like always. Then, lifting her head to the side, she glanced over to the swings.

'Why does Cindy hate different people so much? That girl... over by the swings looks so sad...' thought Mina. Many people have told her that she is to nice to deal with Cindy, Jesse, and Roxy. Turning her concentration back toward the grass, she just smiled. How could she forget why she was still hanging around with them?

a little more then a year ago, Cindy's gang started to ask for help in every homework assignment. Soon, it followed with sleepovers and gossiping over a tray of lunch meat surprise in the cafeteria.

One day, over a long weekend, just her and Cindy were hanging alone. This was the first time Mina had ever even been with her longer then 3 minutes alone, so she was naturally nervous. Roxy had to go a family party, and Jesse was in Asia somewhere. Cindy called, telling her to meet in the school field in 10 minutes.

"Mina!" Cindy waved her over. She was being way to nice. Probably another book report that needed doing.

"We need to talk in private." Cindy hissed. "What about your house?" at first, Mina was gonna say no, right off the bat. Cindy was the richest person in the school and Mina had a 7 room condo. Then she took one look on Cindy's face and said yes. She had never seemed this upset.

When we got to Mina's house, she lead Cindy straight into her room. Right then, Cindy broke down crying. Happy, worried, then sobbing. Mood swings were in the air.

If Mina was bad with socializing in the first place, her comforting skills were possibly worse.

"Um...ar...Cindy..what's the matter...?" Mina stuttered, very confused.

"it's my parents! They...they..." now Cindy was down right sobbing. Her whole body trembled so hard, it shook the bed. "Divorce..."

"Oh, Cindy! I'm so sorry!"

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Mina, till this day, still is the only one who knows about it. If turns out her dad is a load of crap. She thought she would be judged and such if any of her any friends found out. Mina tried to say that if they were her real friends, they would love her threw thick and thin, but her shyness took over by then.

"Mina? Hurry up!"

"Coming" she almost whispered. Looking back at that girl, she could have sworn that a tear was welling up in her eye.

I no, this is kinda short, but it is very late. Also, thank you so much to Sohma Ritsu, for pointing out my mistake. I hope you still like the story.