Hey! I didn't really think this story would be so popular XD It's probably the one I like least out of all of my chapter stories, just because I really hate the original characters I make up. I like Eri though : )
Special thanks to CuteCrittersGang for inspiring me to continue : ) and to Edakumi, mura-chan, Cats Go Meow, Chaos Valkyrie, Machi Kuragi, and melting snowflake for their kind reviews!
Secret Four
Secret Number Four: I've never been on a date.
Well… duh.
Big surprise.
"What are you doing?"
Startled, I flinched and turned toward the door. "Ch-Chang… um… nothing…why?"
"Why are you all dressed up?"
"I-I-I… no reason."
"Why do you keep stuttering?"
"I don't know!"
"Why are you so jumpy?"
"Why are you interrogating me?" I snapped. I sighed and decided I should just tell him and get it over with. "I'm going out, okay? I probably won't be out long…"
"You mean, like, with… a boy?"
"What's it to you?"
"There's… a boy… who likes you? You?"
"Oh shut up, Chang! And he doesn't like me. We're going as friends…"
"Little Eri's going on her first date! La la la la la la…"
"Shut up!" I took a pillow off of my bed and threw it at him.
Chang laughed as he caught it. "Look how mad she's getting… You like him, don't you?"
"No!" I began to throw every thing throwable in site. He caught every thing. "What's his name?"
"None of your business!"
"When do I get to meet him?"
"Tomorrow!"
Chang raised his eyebrows. "What's tomorrow?"
"Well…" I sighed. There was nothing left to throw. "In school, we're in the same group for dance unit… and I told him and two other guys that they could come over, okay? To practice."
"You invited three guys over here?"
I blushed and nodded.
"Well Mom's not gonna like this."
"She's not going to be home… She has to work…"
"Wrong. She has the day off tomorrow."
I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. How was I supposed to explain to Mom if three guys appeared on our doorstep on her day off? I looked up at Chang, my eyes pleading for help.
"Aww come on, kid! Don't cry. I'll take care of everything. Just go out with that kid you like. I'll work something out," Chang told me as I brushed a tear off of my face. I sighed.
"Do I look okay?" I wondered.
"You look fine."
"Thanks," I said, and turned toward the door. "And Chang… I do not like him.
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"Do you care if… can I… sit down?"
Yuki looked up at me, his expression changing from worried and sad to a pleasant smile. "Miss Eri… sure…" he choked.
As I sat down, I looked at my watch. Only then did I notice that I was ten minutes late.
"I'm sorry… I'm so late…" I mumbled, and Yuki just nodded into his cup of tea. I could sense an awkward silence approaching.
If there's anything I hate more then Makato and Sari, it's awkward silence.
And nervousness.
Both were occurring about then.
I'm such a dork. I tried to overcome or ignore the awkward silence by counting how many words were on the first page of the menu.
I mean…how many flavor combinations of ramen can a person take?
Apparently 24 combinations.
176 words.
I screamed at myself in my head. This was not going well.
I looked up at Yuki to see if he was counting words too.
He wasn't.
He was staring… at me.
I couldn't decide if it was creepy or cute or if I had something on my face.
"Umm… yeah?" I asked quietly.
Yuki smiled and shook his head. "It's just… why don't you even wear your hair like that? I mean… to school?"
"Because it looks like crap," I blurted out without thinking. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately… But… what was so special about crappy black-brown hair so long you could sit on it?
"I think it looks cu—nice," Yuki said, blushing.
I was blushing too. "What?"
"I said, I think it looks nice… cute. I think it looks cute."
"Uh… thanks…" I mumbled, and resumed counting the different flavors of Egg Foo Yun.
Awkward silence.
Ack!
"You know what?" Yuki noticed randomly.
"Hmm?" I replied. I was then counting how many combinations of egg rolls and rice could be made.
"I think… we might be the most boring people in this restaurant."
I looked up, wondering if I should've been taking that as an insult.
"I don't mean it in an offensive way," Yuki said quickly, but was smiling. "It's just that… we've been sitting here for a half hour in silence and we're both counting the number of words on each page of the menu."
"How did you know I was counting?" I snapped.
"Because you're saying the numbers out loud."
I sighed and set my menu down, mentally hurting myself for forgetting that annoyingly bad habit.
"Sorry," I mumbled, feeling myself sinking lower and lower into the booth.
"Oh, I don't mind," Yuki smiled that annoyingly adorable smile. "Sometimes I do that too."
Silence.
"So… do you want to eat anything?" Yuki asked me. I shook my head. Those damn butterflies were not giving up in their attempt to destroy my stomach lining.
Yuki didn't order anything either. I secretly wondered if he was just being polite.
I grudgingly—mentally—decided that this was the worst night of my life.
Silence.
"Do you mind if I ask you something?" Yuki asked lamely.
That's right. Regret asking me out.
"Go ahead," I sighed. Anything was better then nothing, I supposed.
"Why didn't you tell anyone you're such a good dancer? Why didn't you stand up for yourself in class today?"
I looked down at the table and my hand balled into a fist. "And I have a question for you, Prince Yuki. Why the hell did you ask me out?"
Yuki stared at me with wide eyes, but didn't say a word.
"I'm the lamest girl in Kaibara… I have no friends… Makato and Sari live to torture me. Why did you ask me out? I'm nothing compared to you," I bit my lip, but a tear trickled down my face anyway. "I have the lowest self-esteem out of anyone I know… my mother hates me… I'm a huge geek… my life sucks! Why Sohma-san? Why me?"
Sohma stared at me like I had three heads. "Do you… want to do somewhere else? Somewhere… more private?"
"Why bother?" I sniffeled. "Because it'll be easier to get rid of me…"
"No… of course not. It's just that… Makato and Sari just sat down in the booth behind you."
Haha cliffhanger!
Eh… this story is… so-so… meh.
Que sara sara…
Oh no, I sound like Shigure!
I think I spelled that right though… BabelFish sucks…
Brenna
+The Girly Man+
Meh… will I continue…? I don't know… I haven't written anymore yet…
What do you think…. Hmmm….
That was a long chapter. Strange... 1200 words... sweetness...
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