Instead of doing homework, I'm writing this chapter and watching reruns of My Hero. The life. This is a filler chapter about going to the arcade. The weekend in between the two weeks the students were given to prepare for the Sports Festival.
Next chapter we will go back to the normal storyline. However, this is important character development between Kakugo and Jun. I also want to try to bring in other points of view to bring in a better understanding of what is going on. I feel like I am telling you what I want instead of showing you.
Hey Kirishima, I don't think I can make it to the Arcade today. Too much stuff on my mind. Sorry. I read the text out loud. I haven't pressed the send button yet. We were all so excited to go and I really wanted to get to know everyone. The guilt of leaving my parents for fun was creeping back into me. I knew it was unwise to let this guilt seep into my head but I was already away from them for so long. I pressed send. I instantly felt lighter, like this huge weight has been lifted from my chest. Looking at my parents I knew they would be disappointed but the comfort of being with them drowned out any thoughts of guilt.
Rolling up my futon and gathering my things in the corner. I started to play on my phone. I could see Kirishima read the message and he started to type a few times but nothing ever sent.
We were going to get ready and meet up in two hours. I stayed in bed thinking about it until the afternoon. The nurses could tell I wasn't asleep but they let me be. I dragged the chair in between my parents bed and got out my math textbook. I can be productive at least.
I want to hang out with Kirishima and the gang but it would be a bit awkward. The arcade was free to enter, but all the games were pay to play. I'm not even sure how long they would want to stay. Then because it's around lunch time we would probably want to get lunch. That could get expensive. Would we be paying for ourselves or split the costs evenly?
I was thinking all night about the expenses and the time it would take.
I kept studying next to my parents, scrap paper surrounded me as I tried to figure out the homework problems. So far not a lot of luck. But usually Cementoss gives me partial credit for trying.
My phone rang. A new message from Kirishima. Bakugo is going to swing by your place to pick you up. Be ready in ten!
"WHAT!" I yelled loudly. The door slid open to reveal one of nurses looking concerned at my sudden outburst. "O sorry. Everything is ok." I backed up. Embarrassed.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Bakugo is going to pick me up. Why? What? And pick me up from where? The Hospital, Kirishima doesn't know that my parents are here. What's going on? I can't believe Bakugo would ever agree to this. Is this some sort of joke?
Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring
"FUCK OFF!" Bakugo yelled. He picked up his phone. Kirishima has been calling constantly.
"What the hell pointy hair?" Bakugo yelled into the phone.
"Yo, Bakugo! Arcade is today. Can you pick up Jun?" Kirishima laughed on the other end. "She said she couldn't go anymore but I had a feeling she got cold feet. If anyone can get her to come its you. I texted you her apartment building. Just call her when you get there. I already let her know you were going to pick her up so no point in trying to say no now. Thanks Dude!" He hanged up after his final breath.
Bakugo looked down at his phone. The apartment complex she lived at was all the way in Hosu. The fuck. Stupid pointy hair. Stupid girl. I never said I'd go to the arcade anyways. Fuck them.
Bakugo read the other text messages from Kirishima and the group chat. He turned to look at his clock. No point in trying to go back to bed now or train. She will be waiting for me.
Okada's phone number was already in my phone. Bakugo plugged in her location and started on my way. Whatever. Stupid girl. Stupid pointy hair.
"Kirishima! What the hell?!" I yelled as I grabbed my bag. "Bakugo is one his way? What address did you give him?"
"I called Bakugo a while ago. He agreed to go get you. I gave him your home address. Apartment -"
Shit. Kirishima gave him my old apartment complex number. He has no idea I've been living in the hospital with my parents.
"When?" I yelled.
"What?" Kirishima asked. "It's no big deal, I didn't give him your apartment number just the building. I told him to call you when he got there. You still got time."
"But when did Bakugo say he would be here?" I asked, sweating. I gripped the phone with urgency.
"Let's see…. Bakugo should be there in ten minutes if he actually left on time like I told him. I wanted to make sure you'd be coming. You sounded so excited about it later on in the week. It's weird of you to just change your mind like that. Is everything ok?" Kirishima seemed uncertain. I didn't want to worry him. It's not his fault. I don't talk about my home life.
"Yeah, I'll just wait for him outside. It's nice out. No problem here. I guess this is one way to force me to go. Looking forward to it. Bye!" I hung up. Shit. I looked at the watch on my parent's nightstand. If he gets to the address Kirishima gave him in ten minutes, I have just enough time to get there to meet him there.
I picked up my shoes and started running. "Bye!" I call back to the nurses and staff as I shut the door.
I start running, my bag bumping into my side as I run. If I go faster, maybe I'll get there in time. I have to make it.
Shit. I turned the corner. Bakugo was staring in awe at the fenced construction site. I heard they were going to rebuild the apartment complexes only now they would be nicer and double the price.
"Wow!" I laughed. "You beat me. I never gave Kirishma my new address he must have found my old one-"
"Okada. I know." Bakugo cut me off.
"What?"
"I've been waiting for you for a couple minutes for now. I googled the construction site and your address. There was a villian with a size amplifier quirk that demolished your apartment complex. There were a lot of casualties and injuries. Your parents were one of injured. Are you staying at the hospital with them? Why didn't you just tell anyone?" Bakugo looked at me with suspicion.
My knees gave out. What does he think of me now? What will the class think of me? I'm such a fraud.
"Hey. Get up." Bakugo grabbed my arm and dragged me off my knees. "Stop crying. It's annoying." He looked away.
"I- I-" I stumbled over my words. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine. I'm not going to tell anyone." He started walking. "Let's go. Kirishima wouldn't' stop nagging me to bring you."
"Yeah." I started walking beside him. I looked over at the construction. It is more modern than I thought. I could start seeing some parts of the landscaping. It would be nice. They filled up the sorrow and my pass completely. I never wanted to come back here.
"I - thank you."
"Whatever." Bakugo huffed. My bag was in his hand. I must have dropped it. I looked down at my shoes. I got dressed for a lazy day, not one to hang out with people. I was wearing black athletic leggings and a white tank top with an oversized cardigan on top. My hair was pulled into a messy bun, my long black hair had started to fall out of the hair tie.
"Kirishima just texted me. Stupid hair was concerned about you." Bakugo said. "He probably has some stupid crush on you. Seeing you naked and all."
I flushed bright red as we got on the train together. I can't believe he would bring that up. No one else was there except for Bakugo and Kirishima, I was hoping that they had blocked it out of their minds. I know I was trying to.
Bakugo's phone rang. I looked over. It rang again. "Aren't you going to pick that up?" I asked.
"He'll call you in a second."
My phone buzzed against my bag that Bakugo was still carrying. He looked down at it, realizing that he had been holding it this entire time before he threw it at me. "Here."
It was Kirishima on facetime.
"Hey Kirishima!" I put on my brightest smile. Bakugo raised his eyebrows at my super chipper voice. "What's up?"
"Where are you!?" I heard Mina yell in the background.
"I'm on the train. We only have a couple more stops and we will be there."
"See, I knew she wanted to come."
"I know that" Kirishima turned to Mina. "You excited? Finally a break. But starting tomorrow I'm going to be back at the gym!"
I laughed. "Same. I'll text you when we arrive."
I hung up shortly after. Bakugo was on his phone, completely ignoring me. I sat down next time him, pulling my bag closer to my body. Shit. I forgot my wallet. I groaned slightly, I'm so stupid.
"What?" Bakugo asked curtly.
"I forgot my wallet." I signed. "I'm sorry."
"Whatever. I can pay." He went back to his game.
"I'll pay you back." I said meekly, "Thank you."
"Whatever." The bus announced our stop. Bakugo got out, looking over his shoulder to make sure I was right behind him. It was only a short five minute walk from the train station to the arcade. Nervous excitement bubbled in my stomach.
"JUN!" I looked up. Hagakure and Mina ran up to me. The guys were waiting at the entrance. "I'm so glad you made it!" They ignored Bakugo.
As we walked together talking about our commutes, Hagakure looked at Bakugo. "I thought you were going to leave right after dropping Okada off." The invisible girl turned back to me. "It was Kirishima's idea to get him involved. We were all surprised when we actually agreed."
"You can call me Jun." I laughed. Turning to Bakugo, "Are you going to leave?"
"I'm here aren't I?" Bakugo snapped at both of us before walking ahead to meet the guys. Kirishima had his big goofy grin. He was teasing Bakugo with Kaminari poking fun as well.
The arcade was busy with middle schoolers and other highschoolers. We got in line. Apparently, you got a free chargeable card where you add "tokens" so you can play the card also holds your tickets. Very fancy.
"Here." Bakugo shoved a card in my face. "I already added some money on it." He turned away before I could ask for the receipt.
"Are you ready? What do you want to play first? Mina asked. "Let's play dance, dance, revolution!" She jumped up and down as she walked over to a crowded DDR machine.
"It's our turn next!" Hagakure called. "Jun! It's a two player game, why don't you and Mina go first."
"I'm not much of a dancer." I mumbled, watching the middle schoolers in front of us. They were pretty good.
Kirishima and the guys came over. "Mina is gonna do great. She's a natural dancer." Kirishima said to the guys. I forgot they went to middle school together.
"Our turn! Our turn!" Mina grabbed me roughly. "What song do you want to do? Let's do something really upbeat. This one is awesome!"
I turned to see Bakugo snickering behind Kaminari.
Ok, I can do this. I can do this. I jumped up and down trying to loosen up a little. Mina was watching the screen with intent.
"Ready, set, go!" The machine yelled at us. The little neon arrows appeared. The only thing now I can do is dance.
I was out of breath by the end of our song. But I didn't hear anyone laugh at us so I must not have sucked too much. I looked over at Mina, also huffing a little. A big smile was on her face. Look! We made high score!" She jumped up and down.
"Whooo! You guys rock!" I turned to see Kirishima punching the air. We got the platform and went with our friends.
"I always knew Mina could dance, but you weren't bad yourself." Kirishima put his arm around me. "You were awesome!"
I blushed. Remembering what Bakugo said earlier. "Thanks."
"You got some moves!" Hagakure agreed. Getting in between us. "Let's try that next!" I looked over. The guys had started to walk that way too. It was one of those shooting games. I rolled my eyes.
"I challenge you Bakugo!" Kirishima yelled.
"Whatever. I'm going to win." Bakugo pushed Kaminari out of the way. "Move Dunce Face."
Kaminari's face dropped slightly. I turned to him. "Don't worry about it. He's been in a mood since he got me." Kaminari's face lit up.
"We were all surprised that Bakugo actually got you. He is the closest to the station so it made sense." Kaminari rubbed the back of his head. It was kinda cute to watch him be so bashful.
"I was surprised to see him too." I watched as Bakugo and Kirishima attracted a small crowd. Both the boys were shouting loudly at the screen.
"Watch my back loser!" Bakugo yelled. The zombies had no chance against Bakugo's and Kirishima's teamwork.
I overheard some girls our age giggling next to us. "They are so cute! I wonder if they're with anyone. I can't tell which one is my favorite!" Her friends laughed with her, arguing who was cuter.
My stomach felt empty as I turned to see Mina, looking super annoyed. "Kirishima, Bakugo. I'm hungry, let's go!" She pulled the two boys away from the machine. I laughed a little as she dragged them away from the game, instantly getting them killed. The girls beside us pouted. Mina shot them a pointed look and stuck her tongue out.
"Mina!" Hagakure cried out. Laughing as we walked over to the small cafe attached. I was super glad that Mina decided to drag the boys away to a table. I couldn't help but be a little attached to my friends.
"What the hell Mina?" Kirishima asked. "We were still winning."
"The fuck." Bakugo yelled. He came beside me, muttered softly "What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you are having. I'm not picky." I looked to see the menu. I could smell Melonpan. The delicious melon bread my mom used to make from scratch. It didn't smell as good as hers but I haven't had it in so long.
"You like sweets." Bakugo observed watching my gaze travel over the other baked goods.
"I like spicy food too." I argued. "Curry is always good. I get my love for spicy food from my dad and sweet food from my mom."
I looked down. This was the first time I talked to someone about my parents.
"I like spicy food." Bakugo nodded. As he got in line to order. "What do you want to drink?"
"Water is fine." I smiled as I walked behind him. Everyone was already ahead of us in line. I watched Mina's gaze look around the arcade. A little pink pit bull, ready to pounce on anyone who gets in her way.
Today is a good day. It was nice to have a break.
School will not be back in session until the week of April 6th. I'm so bored. I didn't go to the library in time so now I have no new books to read. Watching anime and dreaming about food.
Be safe, wash your hands, and please review and follow. I look forward to your input.
Next time: Sports Festival, First Round