Chapter 3
Chapter 3
After finishing studying earlier than anticipated, Luka left for home during the school traffic at 3pm and soon regretted it. She hated having to wait for long periods of times; she wasn't a very patient person. If she had someone to talk to, then maybe she wouldn't mind. The weather was no different than what it was when she left that morning and she once again found herself fascinated with the window wipers when she reached a red light. She was woken from her day-dream by a wave of Déjà Vu and suddenly remembered she was at the very same set of traffic lights that had stopped her earlier that day. This realization provoked her to remember about the pleasant teal haired school girl that had helped the old woman. She smiled to herself at the memory. Luka kept the moment living on in her head, having the scene play and replay over and over. The more she thought about it, the more she thought she recognized the girl, but for the life of her couldn't remember exactly where. It baffled the pinkette as she herself was shocked that she may have temporarily forgotten having seen such a cute girl before.
The rest of her journey consisted of attempting to place the tealette somewhere where she may have encountered her before but each time she thought of her, she became dangerously distracted just having her face pop into her mind like a beautiful ray of sunshine on this drizzly day.
Eventually the traffic dissipated and she turned that last corner into the car park of her apartment. As she approached the bend in the road her attention was caught by the same bright teal that she was intrigued by. Upon closer inspection, the girl was soon identified as the very same girl Luka was just thinking about and she was unfortunately still soaking wet (presumably from her morning detour) even though she had her umbrella up. Her once clean white top was now smeared in a bright red substance that Luka concluded to be paint and the forearm that held up the umbrella was tainted with a large and dark purple bruising that spread all around her right wrist. It was easily visible as it stood out from her smooth pale skin.
'Why is such a sweet girl in such a state' the pinkette couldn't help but wonder whilst locking her car. She had intended on greeting the familiar girl but just as quickly as she appeared, she turned up the steps of one of the houses opposite the apartment building and swiftly entered. As she slowly closed the door shut she looked up and made brief eye contact with a pink haired woman across the road.
Luka was taken aback and a lump formed in her throat, she was met by sore and wet teal orbs that pierced her soul. Luka gently smiled at her, silently offering her concern and she received a half hearted and forced but kind smile in response before the door was calmly shut.
In that moment, an epiphany occurred to her. Luka had just placed her confusion over the tealettes identification. She remained still, staring at the door that seemed to shut her out. 'So that's where I've seen her before' she mentally face-palmed herself.
"How did I not know such a beautiful girl was my neighbour?" she stood in thought, wondering why such a lovely girl looked so distraught.
"Yo! Lookaaa!" a slurred yell echoed through the street and the pinkette turned to see Lily hauling a drunk Meiko over her shoulders whilst the brunette struggled for balance. Meiko was slightly taller –and heavier- than Lily and this made carrying the limp Meiko problematic. Her tiptoes slightly scraped the floor as her ankles rolled around trying to fight the direction of gravity.
"Gimme a hand 'ere would'ya?" the blonde called out to her neighbour and friend. Luka rolled her eyes,
"It's 3:30 Meiko-san, why are you drunk at this hour? And right after our classes!", she scolded, but the woman was beyond reasoning. Nevertheless, Luka took Meiko's free arm and the two girls heaved their burdensome passenger up 3 flights of stairs into Lily's apartment across the hall from Luka's.
They spent the evening with idle chit-chat and a not so pleasant 'discussion' with who would be responsible for looking after drunken Meiko that night after the comatozed brunette lay face-down on Lily's couch. The 'discussion' was soon settled upon a game of rock-paper-scissors that Lily so insistently wanted to play as a solution. Luka felt relieved that she had luck on her side when won fairly 2/3, so she took her leave and returned home, eager to get a good night sleep after finishing her assignments she handed in earlier that day.
As soon as her head hit her feather filled pillow, she was swept away by wondrous dreams filled with pink and teal.
Continued in Ch. 4