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Chapter Four: The second date
Tai's place, morning.
Tai slumped over his desk, depressed. He was trying to do his homework but it was way too early. It was only 5 am. He regretted leaving all his homework up to the last minute. Sighing, he looked at his calendar where Mimi had penciled in all of his dates.
"Crap Mimi, you b!" he swore.
At school, last period
Tai took the chance at school to figure out what this Masaki was like anyway. He sat behind her in Japanese Literature so he watched her carefully. Masaki was a friendly, open, loud and over-all nice girl. She was average height and she laughed a lot. She was also pretty strong. One thing that made Tai twinge though was how loud she was. She wasn't exactly an attention-seeker but she loved talking aloud. She was kind of bossy and called out in class a lot.
Behind Tai sat Sora. She looked fondly at his messy brown hair and remembered how she used to tease him about it. Seriously, it looked like it had been brushed with a toothbrush. They were still friends right? She wondered why he had stopped talking to her.
"Take out your textbooks and turn to page 23." The teacher instructed.
As she opened her book, a white piece of notebook paper fell out. Sora sighed at the thought. Who wrote this note anyway? Immediately, she thought of Tai but then she studied the handwriting closely. It couldn't be, could it? No…Tai writes messy and this note looks almost…fake? The writing looked so perfect and straight, Tai could never write that neat, could he?
The last bell rang. The class stood up and started to gather their books. Sora and Tai walked out of the classroom. Tai wouldn't look at Sora. She couldn't know, could she? That I wrote the letter? I worked so hard at the handwriting that my hand still hurts.
Sora looked over at Tai and smiled brightly. Tai felt his heart beat fast. He smiled back. That smile just kills me. Can I really trust Mimi and let her find me someone else?
"HEY TAI!"
Tai and Sora jumped at the loud noise.
"..W-what?" Tai managed to stutter.
"HI TAI! YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH ME, REMEMBER?" Masaki shouted.
Tai felt his cheeks burn. Crap. What was Sora gonna think now? Quickly, he turned to Sora and said, "Um, well you know, Mimi set me up and everything?"
Sora nodded as if she understood but of course she didn't.
Tai hurried over to Masaki who smiled and said, "WELL, HI! WHERE ARE WE GOING?"
"I-I don't really know…" Tai said.
"Oh well…THEN LET'S JUST GO FOR A WALK." Masaki said really loudly.
DATE no.2 with Masaki, who's really LOUD:
Tai felt odd as he strolled along the street with Masaki who was humming loudly. They turned a corner and he noticed a bowling place. He winced; he was really bad at bowling. He may be a jock but he couldn't- absolutely couldn't- bowl. Unfortunately, Masaki noticed the bowling place too.
"HEY! LET'S GO BOWLING!" she announced to everyone within 100-meters radius.
"Er… how about no? Let's go…somewhere else." Tai whispered.
"COME ON! LET'S GO BOWLING!" She cried and grabbed Tai's arm, pulling him to the bowling place with such great force that if Tai objected, his arm would surely have snapped off.
Glumly, Tai paid for himself and Masaki. They tied up their bowling shoes and Masaki asked, "CAN I GO FIRST?"
"Sure!" Yes, have all of my turns please! Tai thought.
Masaki picked up a purple bowling ball and she rolled/threw it. (What do you call throwing a bowling ball?)
"YAHOO! I GOT 8 PINS DOWN! YAAAYYYY!" She squealed.
Tai blocked his ears. Masaki picked up her next ball, ready for her next throw (?).
"YAAAYY! I GOT ONE DOWN! THAT MEANS ALL TOGETHER I GOT 9 OUTTA 10! HOW GREAT IS THAT, TAI?"
Tai nodded.
"WELL? IT'S YOUR TURN!" she said cheerfully.
Tai went and picked up a blue bowling ball. Masaki waited anxiously. He licked his lips and rolled the bowling ball. It went halfway and fell into the side.
"OHHH…" Masaki let out a huge sigh. "DON'T WORRY TAI! I'M SURE YOU'LL GET SOME THIS TIME!"
Tai felt his cheeks burn. If anyone found out that Tai, as a jock, was hopeless at bowling, well then, he was dead. He picked up his second ball and let it roll. It went all the way down. Masaki held her breath. The ball knocked down three pins.
That was real crap. Tai thought sadly. But it was fine for Masaki. "WHOO! GO TAI! GO TAI! YOU GOT THREE! HURRAY!" She gave Tai and sincere look and added, "That was a good try."
Tai managed to smile. Maybe Masaki had some good points after all. But inside, he knew he couldn't love anyone more than he loved Sora.
Masaki took the next bowl and got a strike. The noise was deafening. "YAAAAAAYYYYY! I…GOT…A…STRIKE! YAAAAAY! YAHOO! WOOHOO!"
After bowling, Masaki quieted down. She walked quietly next to Tai. Tai guessed she was tired. Who wouldn't be? After all that yelling, she's convinced me that she's got a mighty big pair of lungs…
Tai walked Masaki back home. When they were at her stoop, Masaki gave Tai a great big smile and said, "THANKYOU TAI! That was heaps of fun! See ya around!"
"Yeah, Seeya…"
At least she didn't mention any more dates… Tai sighed with relief.
He turned to leave and noticed Sora's mum's flower shop nearby. Not wanting to miss another chance with Sora, he automatically went up there and said to Sora's mum, "I want to buy a rose, please."
When he had paid her, he looked puzzled at the flower in his hand. Why'd I just purchase a flower? Tai felt his heart race as his body did everything automatically without him wanting to. He felt his feet turn blindly towards the back of the flower shop, and walked up the back. No, I don't want to face Sora, I'm too embarrassed! Why can't I control myself?
His heart sank when he saw Sora standing there in amazement, wondering why Tai was walking towards her with a weird look on her face.
Tai thrust the flower at her and blurted out, "This is for you."
Emichii: Ja, that is the fourth chapter. Crap, I'm out of inspiration. What do I write next, huh, huh? Just because I don't want to ruin the story by typing nonsense that I don't have inspiration for, I'll have to end it here. For now. You will all have to wait patiently for me to get my inspiration back before I'll start writing again.
