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The Rain Washes Away All Guilt

Chapter 5: Imbecile

Previously
-"I forgot my history assignment."
-"Well...it's only 12:15 if you want to go copy mine...seeing as I actually did it this time."
-"Thank you so much!" Yumi said smiling. They walked down to the library so Yumi could have a table to write on and there wouldn't be a chance of getting food on either paper.
-They walked down the hall to the history room.
-Ulrich seemed annoyed at Odd, Odd was secretly asking Ulrich a question, and Ulrich glared at Odd daring him to ask again.
-"Who are you guys going to the dance with?" Odd asked Yumi and Ulrich again
-"You asked us that this morning Odd." Ulrich said irritated.
-"Well, the answer might have changed." Odd said in defense.
-"Well, mine hasn't." Yumi said answering Ulrich's prayers.
-Odd noticed something. "Uh...I'm gonna go get...a...uh...a...uh...A SNACK! yeah...a snack...!" With that he ran off not looking back.
Ulrich looked to where Odd had run off. He noticed exactly what Odd was doing. He tried to hide the worry, shock, happiness, and relief from his face.

>Yumi looked down at her watch somewhat disappointed. Maybe tomorrow...
"I should get heading home."
"You want me to walk with you?" Ulrich asked. You freak. Yeah...that's discreet. I can't believe you asked that. What were you thinking? You want to sound desperate?
"Sure." Yumi replied with a smile. Relieved, Ulrich stood up with her and they walked towards the gate. Yumi tried hard not to blush or smile to much, as did Ulrich.

...Maybe today...

-----4:06pm Friday + With Ulrich and Yumi-----
"So..." Ulrich said. They'd been walking in silence for 5 minutes now.

"So..." was all Yumi had to reply.

"Yeah. Um...How was your day?" Ulrich asked Yumi.

'How was your day?' Wow...really intelligent. Why don't you talk about the weather while you're at it?

"Pretty boring. Same old, same old. And you?" Yumi responded.

Real nice there, Yumi! He's trying to indulge in conversation and all you have to say is 'Same old, same old.' Try talking...or better yet...try telling him how you feel.
Bad Idea there.
No, it's not.
Yes, it is.
No, it's not.
YES IT IS! NOW STOP ARGUING WITH ME...you know I'll win!
In case you haven't noticed...I AM YOU!

"Same." Yumi heard Ulrich answer her question. They continued walking in silence. A silence that was almost unbearable.

-----4:03 Friday + With Odd-----
"So William...I had a question for you!" Odd said quickly, dragging William in the other direction.

"Actually I wanted to talk to Yumi...so if you don't mind" William said pulling out of Odd's grip and turning back around only to find Odd run in front of him.

"This is really urgent though! Let's go this way!" Odd thought up something quickly and pulled William in the other direction.

This time, William couldn't get out in time. Odd turned around once and saw Ulrich and Yumi walking towards the gates.

Thank God! Actually...thank me. Had I not been so quick witted, William would've asked Yumi for sure! GO ME! GO ME! GO ME! GO ME!

-----4:11pm Friday + With Ulrich and Yumi-----
The two finally reached Yumi's house.

"Thanks for walking me, Ulrich" Yumi said, waiting to see if he said anything else, asked anything...

"Yeah. Uh...Yumi?" Ulrich replied.

It's now or never man. Come on. Will you go to the dance with me? Seven easy words.
Liar.

"What is it Ulrich?"

They aren't easy...

"Uh...well..."

...and there are eight words there.
Whatever...just ask them...

"Yes?" Yumi asked.

Come on...now...now would be a great time. Tell him yes. Right now...then he won't even have to ask.

"Well...uh...I just...uh..."

Definitely not what he's asking...

"I...well...uh...I'll...uh...see you tomorrow."

Damn it! You didn't ask! YOU IDIOT!

"Oh. Ok. See ya tomorrow." Yumi said, disappointed.

He didn't ask. Maybe tomorrow...

Ulrich began walking away.
He went left off her porch.
Dipstick.
He walked to the corner.
Thickhead.
He turned the corner.
Hey imbecile...go back and ask.
He stopped and stared at the ground below his feet.
Before she gets a call from someone else. Come on dunderpate...you can do this.
He ran.