A/n: Um, yea. I said I'd wait until I got ten reviews... but I got impatient. Still, I swear, I will... uh... delete this story if you people don't start reviewing like there'll be no tomorrow! How do you like THAT!
I smile as I lead Anzu by the hand to my car, only letting go to unlock it and climb in. She slides into the passenger's seat beside me, and I start the engine.
"So, are you still in school?" I ask. She nods.
"Yea, I went back to take more courses."
"Which ones?"
"Just the required stuff, really. I've been taking a deeper look into calculus lately, and I'm thinking about quantum physics."
"Really? Do you get it?"
She shrugs.
"I guess. I mean it's not that hard."
I gape at her.
"Are you kidding? A lot of people don't understand that level of mathematics and stuff- myself included."
"...What are you taking, Shizuka?"
"Oh, I'm into rhetoric. I take several grammar-oriented classes, along with a few artsy ones. I'm in drama club, and- I go to an all girl's school, right? So we did The Taming of the Shrew cast with girls only, and it was so weird! I mean, it's such a sexist play, and here we were a bunch of girls pretending to be prejudiced against our own sex! It really was a lot of fun, though. And most of us were gay, so it wasn't a wholly uncomfortable situation."
...Oh shit, did I just say that?
"Uh... that is to say, I was a very small part and didn't have to act like I was all in love with any of the other girls, so I was okay too."
And that sounds idiotic.
"...Woah, awkward," I giggle nervously, glancing quickly at her through the rear-view mirror. Her expression is unreadable, and her eyes are unfocused. Ack, silence strikes! "Anzu?"
"Hm?" she looks vaguely surprised, as though suddenly aware that of my existence. I look at her suspiciously.
"...Were you even listening?"
"Uh..." Aha, the tables turn! "I'm very sorry, Shizuka, I'm just so tired. I must've... spaced."
"Where'd I lose you?"
"You mentioned something about Taming of the Shrew, I think."
"Ah... well after that I just started babbling, so you didn't really miss anything."
"But I like it when you babble," she says, smirking slightly.
I can feel the heat rise to my face, and because my self-control is only so high (meaning nadda), I thank god for the darkness of night.
"Well obviously it wasn't particularly interesting anyway, as you didn't even listen to it," eek, that came out a little harsher than I meant it too. I glance at Anzu again, and notice with guilt that she looks hurt.
"Hey... I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No, you're right," she interrupts, smiling apologetically, "that was rude of me. I really do usually enjoy listening to you talk, though."
I blink.
She likes to hear me talk? I, who cannot stop babbling about the stupidest things?
"It's just... um, well... your skirt..."
Uh? My skirt?
I look down at the navy blue skirt I'd carefully picked out for tonight- and nearly crash into another car.
"OH MY GOD!"
A gigantic rip has somehow developed along my thigh, reaching up to my waist and revealing my undergarb.
A/n: Yea. I'm leaving you right there. AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT THAT!
Seriously, I think you would react like that if your panties were showing quite plainly in front of someone you were kinda hoping to impress! Some people happen to look good like that, though. Most people, however, don't think that they look good in panties, however, so it would be a very panicky situation.
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