All I can say about this one is: personal experience. It was disgusting. Why, yes, I am totally immature.
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Orange Friday
It was P.E. The class was split into several groups that period—Miss Kurosawa was giving a large group of girls pointers on their volleyball serve, several students were racing on the track, and Osaka and Tomo were standing off to one side, looking down excitedly at something Osaka held in her outstretched hands.
Kagura, just finished with her race, jogged over to the two girls. "What's going on?"
"Oh, hey, Kagura," Tomo said. "We're just looking at this thing Osaka bought yesterday."
"It was one hundred yen," Osaka said in a cheerful zombie voice, holding her hands out to Kagura.
It was a blue rubber ball, about the size of a baseball. Kagura stared at it, raised her eyebrows, slowly looked up at Osaka. "You spent money on that?"
"It was one hundred yen," Osaka repeated.
"But wait," Tomo interjected. "Look what it does! Show her, Osaka!"
Obediently, Osaka clenched her hands into fists. The ball squished into a blob shape and the color changed to a bright red. Osaka opened and closed her fists several times to demonstrate the changing color, then looked expectantly up at Kagura. Tomo followed suit. Kagura kicked at the ground with one foot. Okay, so it was really dumb and immature, but… she kind of wanted to try it herself.
"Can I see?"
Osaka handed over the ball, and Kagura tossed it into the air, trying not to look too childish.
"This isn't baseball!" Tomo shrieked in her ear. "This is science!"
"Calm down!" Kagura snapped, resisting the urge to hurl the ball at Tomo's head. "What do you mean, science?"
"We're tryin' to figure out if that's liquid in there," Osaka said. "Or if it's just another ball underneath the first one."
"Um… I think it's liquid," Kagura said uncertainly, giving it back to Osaka.
"No, no way!" Tomo scoffed, grabbing it out of Osaka's hand. "It's just a red ball underneath the blue one! I'll prove it!"
Kagura stayed where she was as Tomo rushed off, presumably to find something to cut open the ball. A few seconds later, Tomo ran by again, this time in the direction of the chain link fence that surrounded the field. Osaka followed her much more slowly, waving her arms as she trotted by.
For ten blessed seconds, there was silence. Then…
"AUUGH!" Tomo shrieked, backpedaling so fast that she almost fell over. "IT'S ALL OVER ME!"
"It's orange," Osaka said in wonder. "Who woulda thought?"
Tomo passed into Kagura's line of vision once again. The front of her gym shirt was covered in thick, orange goop, and as she neared Kagura, the hyper girl tried to wipe it away with her hands. This only served to smear it around and get it all over her hands. "Kagura, help me! It's sticking!"
Kagura sighed and shook her head in amazement. How she managed to get grouped together with those two was beyond her.
"Tomo, what the hell is that!" Yomi's voice snarled a few moments later.
"Get it off, get it off!" Tomo sobbed. "It's not coming off!"
"Okay, okay, just calm down! Let's go to the bathroom," Yomi said in as soothing a tone as she could manage. She shot Kagura a look that clearly said, 'Help me before I kill her.'
"It was liquid," Kagura heard Osaka say distantly as the athlete followed her friends to the bathroom.
"Oh… gross! It's staining the sink," Yomi was saying as she walked inside. "No, don't do that! It's probably poisonous, you idiot!"
"Am I going to die!" Tomo actually sounded a little excited at the prospect of being in mortal peril.
"You're not going to die," Kagura said, walking hesitantly to the sink, where Tomo was furiously scrubbing at her hands and arms, which were both stained orange. "I think. Geez, how did there get to be so much?"
"I don't know! I was just… and then… it was everywhere!" Tomo spluttered. "Get it off me!"
"Quit being such a baby," Yomi snapped, her patience worn thin. "This is your own damn fault, Tomo."
"No! It's Osaka's damn fault! She bought the stupid ball!" Tomo's lower lip stuck out. "I hate that stupid ball!"
"I think this is as clean as you're going to get," Kagura said, handing Tomo some paper towels. "But, um… you should probably change back into your uniform. Class is almost over. And your gym shirt is covered in… stuff."
"My hands are orange!"
Yomi was obviously fighting back laughter. "Um… they match your socks?"
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"Wait, say that again. Where did Tomo, Yomi and Kagura go?" Minamo asked, trying not to lose patience with her easily distracted student.
"Oh…" Osaka closed her eyes in thought. "Tomo popped open a blue ball on the fence and got covered with the orange stuff inside, so they all went to the bathroom."
Minamo could only stare.
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