April landed on her backside, blushing at her awkward postion she glanced up to meet a pair of concerned light brown eyes...Well, in April's opinion they were light brown eyes. As she turned around to say sorry to the blur-boy she had crashed into, the short girl barely registered the strange glance her gave her. "Sorry I wasn't really watching where I was going." The brunette apologized, finding a hand extended, she quickly took it and the blonde boy helped the girl to her feet, a slight red tinge visible on his cheeks.
Still slightly dazed, all the boy could come up with was. "Yeah… okay." For a moment, they held one another's gaze. Dark brown eyes met light chocolate.
The moment was broken as suddenly, another tall, dark haired boy appeared. His brown hair was gelled into a sharp point giving him an almost comical appearance. Spinning his friend around, the dark-haired boy tugged the blonde's arm.
"Hey, c'mon Joey. I'm starving over here!" He moaned, barely registering the girl in front of Joey. Reluctantly dragging his eyes away from the girl, the boy took a moment to understand what his friend had said then after a moment his face lit up.
"Food!" He shouted, delighted. "Yeah…just comin' Tristan!" With that the two boys dashed off to get some food.
April turned back to her sister's classroom, taking care to not bump into any more hungry, hyperactive boys. Quietly stepping into the room and feeling very self-conscious, April's heart rose as she saw her sister sitting at her desk, hands supporting her chin as she gazed peacefully out of the window, entranced by some imaginary world which could only be seen by her. After a few moments of watching her sister daydream, April gently nudged Florence's shoulder, causing the older sibling to turn around, her face bursting into a grin as she noticed her younger sibling.
For a moment, Florence spaced out before bursting into a relieved grin. "Hey April," She greeted, rising to her feet and lightly touching her sister's arm. "Want to get some lunch now? Then you can tell me how your day's been so far."
April smiled gladly at her sister. "Thought you'd never ask!"
Florence quickly finished her sandwich. She only had a few minutes before her next class whereas April had another half hour. As she brushed the breadcrumbs off her clothes, Florence idly wondered whether she should mention the strange vibes she had been feeling all day. The feeling that she knew people she had never met.
Florence glanced around. Not now. Someone might hear, and then they'd be sure to think the two girls were not only English, but English and crazy!
Listening to April's tale of the blue-blur-boy, Florence smiled. "You're something else, you know that? How many people bump into a guy they like on their very first day of school?"
April blushed tomato-red. "I didn't do it on purpose!" She protested making Florence smirk even wider. "I can't help being clumsy. I mean, remember when we were younger and I ran into every single wall in the house and managed to trip over any sort of smooth surface and slip on almost every type of floor imaginable? Now I only trip over smooth surfaces, thank you very much!" April defended.
Florence smiled at her sister and nodded, trying her best not to laugh at April's history of clumsiness -- which she did not do particularly well as she burst into giggles.
A matter of seconds later and the bell had run and Florence had to head back to class. Reluctantly dragging her feet to her homeroom, the teen paused upon noticing a note fixed to the door. Swiftly reading the Japanese figures, she read: 'Class, please note that next week there will be a quick test on the maths we are learning now. Also the school is looking for volunteers for the exam....'
Great. That made things even better.
Pushing the door open a little too hard, Florence tried not to look embarrassed as she entered her Japanese lesson with a bang. Ignoring the curious glances, the teen sent a brief smile to Yugi before taking her place next to Kaiba who didn't even look up to acknowledge her presence. Shrugging her shoulders uncaringly, Florence focused on the teacher's instructions.
Apparently a lot of material was needed for the next few lessons, or weeks, or months. She cringed. Why did school have to be so much bother? Heck, she didn't even enjoy it!
After another hour and a half of boring lessons, homework sheets and instruction lists, the bell finally rang indicating the end of the lesson. Florence sighed in relief, sweeping her equipment off the desk and into her schoolbag before leaving the classroom. Most of the other kids had already left, but the teacher had decided to give her the pleasure of an extra five minutes introduction to the material, therefore making her late.
Stretching her aching arms and shaking her hands to get blood circulating in her numb fingers, Florence moved into a hasty stride as she realized her sister must be waiting for her and possibly worrying about where she might be.
Suddenly, Florence drew back to avoid bumping into a tall brunet who was leaning casually against the wall, arms folded and blue eyes unreadable as he watched the teen. It was almost as if he had been waiting for her there. But that wasn't even likely.
Raising her head to meet Kaiba's icy eyes, Florence was surprised to see that they softened for a moment before returning to their usual, cold azure state. No... she must have imagined that. He'd barely spoken to her all day.
For several long seconds, they held one another's gaze. Cold cerulean analyzed sparkling emerald. The sense of familiarity seemed to manifest even deeper as they stood, frozen. Suddenly, Kaiba took a step closer, glaring down at the girl but still maintaining eye-contact.
"Hm." He grunted disapprovingly, brushing past the blonde teen and disappearing past her as suddenly as he had appeared. Florence watched stunned as Kaiba strode away before turning a corner.
What the hell was that all about? She asked, frowning, then crossing her eyes she continued on her way to meet her awaiting sister.
Finally, Florence reached the tall iron gates where her sister stood waiting. The older sister's frown deepened as she looked at her sibling. What was she doing?
April gazed up to the skies, staring at the clouds before a single, icy raindrop landed on her forehead, splattering her with water and causing a slight shiver to tingle down her spine. Summer had ended.
Touching her sister gently on the arm, Florence smiled and nodded in answer to a silent question. The trickle of rain steadied into a light veil and recognizing the signs of an inevitable downpour, Florence ushered her sister through the gates and into a jog.
As predicted, the heavens opened to pour down on the innocents beneath. Lifting her bag to protect herself from the brunt of the assault, Florence shouted for April to do the same. Even with the menial protection of their schoolbags, the two girls still arrived soaking, bedraggled and dripping wet on their parents doorstep.
In fact, they were so wet their mother even considered leaving them outside before taking pity on their weary, shining faces and grudgingly letting them in, immediately handing them a towel each.
Wrapping herself in the soft down, April gravitated towards the sofa then sunk into its comforting depths only to be joined by her sister only moments later. Together they sighed then smiled at one another. It had been a long day.
As if on cue, their father arrived back from work, the car's engine growled before spluttering to a halt, then a door slammed before the girl's heard their mother's voice reach them from the hall.
"Not another one!" Florence and April giggled. Apparently their father had managed to get soaked by the rain too. What a welcome to autumn!
Moments later, their father joined them in the living room, and seeing the two girl's exhausted expressions, he decided to ask them how life in Japan was working out for them. After all, if it was a disaster, it would be his fault and only his fault.
"So Florence, April, how was your first day?" He asked with a smile.
"Typical first day of school." April decided not to elaborate on how she and her sister had been separated from one another so thoughtlessly. The less inconvenience they could cause their parents, the better. "How was your day, Dad?"
"Tiresome," He replied wearily, "Your mother's been arranging things in the house all day and I've started the paperwork for my new job." He stretched wearily and leaned back into his chest, folding his arms leisurely behind his head.
"Speaking of mum, what's she up to now?" April asked.
"Hopefully not carpeting the hall in towels so that the next time we get wet, she won't have to fetch them." Florence remarked sarcastically. Her Dad smiled absently.
"I think she's probably making dinner." With that, the family lapsed into silence, happy to think over their hectic day in their new life.
Finally it was bedtime after a refreshing meal and Florence yawned, grateful to finally relax onto her soft-downed bed, the covers enveloping her within their embrace. Curling up within their comforting warmth, Florence snatched a book out of the box conveniently placed next to her bed. There was still a lot of unpacking to be done, but for now she needed sleep. Drifting into the world of dreams, an image of eyes kept appearing Florence's mind. Deep, penetrating, calculating, icy blue eyes.
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