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Chapter 23
Short Reflection, Part 1
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Sakuno went straight home after her "fight" with Ryoma; not even minding to unbraid her hair and change clothes, not even take off her black socks, Sakuno collapsed on the bed. Tears were streaming down her almond eyes and she couldn't stop them. She wouldn't stop them either.
She clutched the pink blanket tightly.
She just shouted at Ryoma… this was the second time she had done so!
"I'm so stupid…" she muttered, covering her face with the rose colored pillow. She turned around, so that she was lying on her stomach; she lifted her head from the pillow and dived it once more in the comfort of the pillow.
She had never felt so stupid since Ryoma told her that her knees were too wobbly and that she sucked at tennis.
She bawled a little harder for some minutes before taking off her head from the poor wet pillow. It was a record. The shortest time a girl had to cry to completely wet a huge pillow.
She turned over, her back now feeling the comfort of the soft mattress; she stared at the ceiling, tears still threaten to fall from her eyes.
She liked Ryoma; there was no doubt about it. She had a crush on him… a pathetic little crush of a mere 12 year old girl.
Shouldn't she be glad that he had finally took notice of her existence as a girl and not some cheerleader who will cheer (obviously, as the name implies) him to no end with a snap of his hand? Shouldn't she be honored that he, the great Echizen Ryoma, had now his attention to her?
"Who wouldn't be angry…" she told herself, frowning.
Yes, he had noticed her as a girl… but since when?
He just started noticing so when he saw her with Kenichi! When someone had her attention other than him! She felt… like she was nothing more than a little prize, waiting for him to take her and then live happily ever after!
But she didn't want to be a mere prize!
She doesn't want him to know that she's a girl just because someone else likes her!
The thought that Ryoma had only become aware of her being when he saw her get a hug from Kenichi was something infuriating… was… something irritating… she couldn't understand the feeling… it was horrible…
She couldn't explain the pain she felt… she felt like she was being treated like… an object.
Tears flood her eyes once more, she wiped them off dry, but her eyes seemed to have an unlimited stock of tears hidden somewhere in her head.
She felt really stupid.
Then again… she knew she had longed that Ryoma will see her as a girl… as who she was. But apparently, it has no hope whatsoever.
She suddenly bolt right up, took a pen and paper from her drawer and noted her grandmother that she wasn't cooking dinner tonight.
She retreated back to the bed she owned and collapsed there once more.
By the time she turned to her side, she thought, "I have to clear things up with Ryoma-kun… I just hope… I could talk to him again after that…"
She closed her eyes, and finally decided…
She'd be skipping dinner tonight…
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A/N: … author's block, sorry. But thanks to those who've put me in their Alert story list! At least I know there are people there who really read MotH!