Chapter 6: Idiot!
I have to admit, the day after my date with Atobe was uneventful. Unless, you consider double maths, and curling under bed sheets eventful. The day after that, on the other hand, was extremely eventful.
"Hikari!" A high pitch demanding voice beckoned me. It was my mother, who, I have to say, I think is nocturnal.
I opened my eyes, a maid stood next to my bed, he face hidden by the dark. "What does she want?" I asked, closing my eyes again.
"It seems rather important, Hikari-san, maybe you should go see her?"
"But it's night time, and people should sleep during the night." I groaned, stretching my arms out.
Sleep was something, and still is something I treasure; I hate not having enough of it.
I dragged my feet out of bed, then out of the room I went.
"Hikari!" Mother shouted again.
"WHAT!?" I shouted back, as loud as I could. The echo was loud, and the maid laughed at me. I could hear laughing coming from the room next to mine. That was Haru, probably still awake playing some game console.
I went downstairs, cursing as I did so. All I wanted was some sleep, but no, I had to get up out of a perfectly comfy bed, and for what?! 'Probably for some whim' I thought at the time.
I was wrong.
I saw my mother, wearing no makeup, in a hoodie and track suit bottoms. She looked… normal, like any other person.
"Hikari, we need to talk." Her voice was low and sincere. An entirely different tone than usual.
I nodded, and she continued.
"I'm worried about your grades. Not only that, but you've made Haru's grades drop too. I was considering entering you in a cram school, or getting a private tutor for you until your arm heals. After all, it's not like you can go to the stables at the moment." Mother smiled at me.
"I know you don't like studying, but maybe I can find you a tutor you'll like. Maybe you'll enjoy studying with them." Mother, for once, seemed down to earth.
"I can your friend Mizuki-chan to come round and teach you-"
"I think I'll pass. She's not my friend anymore."
There was silence for a moment. Then she got up and left, muttering something about her finding me a suitable tutor.
I went back to sleep, trying to forget that conversation.
But mother had other plans.
When I woke the next day, the maid was smiling, and I felt like an impending disaster. So not happy and energetic.
"Morning." I said. Honesty, there was nothing 'good' about it.
On the dining table, which was situated in the kitchen was a pile of folders. I ignored them. After all, they probably had nothing to do with me.
The doors sprung open.
Atobe stood happily, grinning. I don't really know why, but Atobe was grinning constantly that day.
"You're early," I muttered, not happy. "Good morning."
He kept smiling, taking no notice that my voice had a sarcastic tone to it. Instead, Atobe sat the dining table, still smiling.
"Hikari, good morning." Mother said from the stairway, dressed in a lilac gown, Red roses decorating the bottom of the dress. "I've asked for Atobe to be your tutor."
I looked at Atobe, who was still grinning. "You should be happy." Mother told me. Sighing, I went back upstairs, deciding that it was far too early to get annoyed.
It's fair to say that I should've been happy. But no, I hated studying, even if Atobe was going to tutor me.
"Hikari-chan, good morning." Haru said, sounding tired yet cheerful. "Let's study together later, 'kay?"
I smiled, quite happy.
Then, I my smiled turned even more sincere, as I had an idea.
Oh, and my idea was a bright one.
"Ore-sama cannot teach like this." Atobe complained.
"Why not, Ahobe-kun?" I grinned.
"Losing to Fujishima-san would be lame." Shishido pointed out.
My ideas are amazing, aren't they? No one ever said I couldn't study in large groups. Although, Akutagawa was asleep, and Haru seemed intent on drawing a moustache on Akutagawa's face.
"Buchou, I'm afraid there will always be someone above you, even when it comes to coming up with schemes." A smile appeared on one of the regulars' faces.
I have to admit, it was a well thought out plan.
Well- technically, we didn't get any studying done. In fact, after about fifteen minutes, we decided to play truth or dare instead.
"Ore-sama chooses dare."
We all giggled like little kids, sat on the floor of the office, in a extremely small circle.
"Run round like a chicken." Haru suggested.
Amazingly enough, Atobe moved his arm into chicken wing shapes, stood up, and went round the study for a minute, whilst imitating a chicken.
We all doubled over in laughter, since it was slightly funny.
Well- then again, even remembering it makes me cry with laughter.
"Next." Atobe said, spinning the bottle.
It spun quickly, turning, and turning.
Then, when it stopped, we looked to the person it was pointing at.
Shishido's grin turned upside down, almost literally. We all smiled, and people whispered ideas into Atobe's ear, even though he hadn't asked the question yet.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"That's boring…" I complained. "You're losing to Atobe, Shishido, he was brave enough to take a dare. I thought you weren't lame." I grinned menacingly, glaring at Shishido. He sighed, and looked annoyed, his ego tarnished.
"Dare."
"Go around dressed as a girl" Haru whispered into Atobe's ear, although we all could hear him. Atobe nodded, and the dare commenced.
I've never laughed so much.
We looked for the frilliest dress in my wardrobe. It was a lilac colour, with floral decorations, being a knee length dress. It took a while to find it, since even I wouldn't wear it.
To be honest, Shishido really pulled it off. Well- not literally.
He walked around in the dress for a bit, looking extremely uncomfortable as he did so, as I took a picture. After all, a picture is worth a thousand words- or so I've heard.
We all then laughed, and drank lemonade and coffee, making us extremely hyper.
Yes, we were extremely random. Yes, we made other regulars dress up as girls, and yes, I have kept the pictures.
Atobe, and the rest of the regulars must have found it at least slightly fun.
Although, in the end, we didn't get any studying done, and the next day I had a maths test. But, it still was worth it. Those pictures were definitely worth it.
