Chapter 5
I hate Sakura.
After that, I couldn't bear to look at Ryouta. I told him I had to get dinner ready for my family (which is something I still don't have the energy to do). He was kind enough to walk me home.
And yet he's stupid enough to go out with that girl.
When I walked inside, Ryouta said goodbye and I thanked him for treating me to the takoyaki. I shut the door and took off my coat. They're going out on Saturday...
I ran upstairs to my room and looked at my calendar. What day is it today? Today's Thursday. Ugh...their date is in 2 days! I wanted to know how many more days there were until I have to move. Let's see. Today's Thursday, and I found I was going to be moving yesterday, Wednesday. A week from yesterday...culture festival is the day before I leave, Tuesday. I have to leave in six days.
I went back downstairs to the living room and made sure to call for takeout. After that was taken care of, I turned on the TV and left it on the channel it was already on: the news. As I made my way over to the kotatsu I noticed something on the floor. It was a small slip of paper. I picked it up. It's Sakura's phone number. It must've fallen out of Ryouta's pocket. I thought I should call Ryouta and tell him he lost it, but the thought of him with her just made my anger boil. Forget that! I tore it up.
The next morning I finally woke up at a time where I could eat breakfast and actually make it to school without being late. I made it to my first period class, History, which I have, unfortunately, with Sakura. The only classes I don't have with her are Science and English. I went over to my desk and waited for class to start. Some of the girls looked at me funny, like I wasn't supposed to be there. I'm often late to first period, and I often fall asleep during that class; last semester it got so bad that I nearly failed that class.
Mr. Sato walked in and began class with "Kasuga-san, it's a pleasure to see you on time after you missed out on class yesterday!" I can't believe he would call me out like that! Oh well. I guess it's my own fault for oversleeping. "As you all know, class, the culture festival is coming up on Tuesday. The school has granted our class permission to use the stage to host a concert. Are there any last minute requests for performers? This is the last day to sign up." he went on.
"Sensei?" Sakura asked.
"Yes, Imura-san?" he answered.
"I was talking to Kasuga-san earlier about this. She told me that she would love to be one of the singers for the culture festival!" she said. Oh my God. She's going for total sabotage, isn't she?
"Is this true, Kasuga-san?" Sensei asked.
My whole junior high life, Sakura has been out to get me. She's been getting the school to believe I'm good for nothing; that I have no talent. The one thing I never got to do was fight back. I'm gonna prove her wrong.
"Yes, sensei. It's true. I'd love to perform in the culture festival." I answered.
My whole class gasped. You heard me. I'm gonna sing. Onstage. I may not be good at school, or thinking, or staying awake, or sports, but I know my voice is decent.
"Very well, Kasuga-san. I'll make sure you're one of the students to perform." Sensei responded.
After class ended, I ran into Sakura in the hall. She came up to me. I can't wait to see her reaction.
"Chibi-chan, you're actually gonna perform at the culture festival?" she asked.
"Yeah. I am. Is there something wrong with that?" I really don't wanna here the answer to that question...
"No, not at all. In fact, I'm glad. I can't wait to see you pull an epic screw-up onstage in front of the whole school. I be sure to bring my earplugs." she said. I gave her an evil smile.
As she walked away, I yelled to her "Have a great time with Ryouta on Saturday!"
"If he ever calls you" I muttered to myself.
For the first time this whole week, I'm in a great mood.