22. Reunion
Alicia Blade
287 words
"Aw, come on, how can you not want to go to our one-year high school reunion?" Motoki asked, evidently stunned by Mamoru's decision.
"Because it's been a year. We had to put up with those people for four years of our lives, I deserve to go at least another nine before having to see them again."
Motoki folded his arms and drew his brown down in perplexed irritation. "I thought you liked high school."
"Whatever made you think that?"
"Well… between the scholarly awards, the crowds of girls always following you around, and being the school valedictorian, it just seemed like a given."
"You're right, between the seven hours of studying a night and rejecting the hundredth brainless lemming for prom, it was like a four-year-long party, wasn't it?"
Motoki's frown deepened. "Is it because you don't have a date?"
Groaning, Mamoru buried his head in his hands. "Gee, however could you tell?"
"No, really, 'cause I could get you a date."
"I don't need you to get me a date. I just don't want to go."
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure!"
"Hey, Usagi-chan?"
"Yeah?" Hearing her name from three booths down, Usagi jotted over to the boys, oblivious to Mamoru's suddenly horrified expression.
"Mamoru needs a date to our one-year high school reunion. Do you want to go?"
Her eyes widened. "Seriously? I'd love to! Eh… there will be free food, right?"
"Lots of it."
"Cool! Of course I'd like to go!"
"Great, Mamoru will pick you up at seven."
"Okay, sounds good. Bye!"
Motoki smirked at Mamoru as the girl bounced back toward her friends. "Sure you don't want to go?"
Glowering, Mamoru skulked down in his seat. "Fine, but I'm not making a speech."