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Chapter 5

Okay, just because I have Japanese blood in me, and probably look Japanese as heck with slanted eyes and full asian appearance, still doesn't mean that I'm one damnit!

Did this previously-thought-as-nice lady here just laugh at me when I said that I can't read Kanjis?

Inhale, exhale.

Keep calm Chiyo, you've been putting up with that sorry ass existence named Ryoma for like, 6 years now and even gave him the tittle as your best friend- you can certainly handle this right here.

Inhale, exhale.

After trying to explain to her (through my horrible attempt of explanation) that I'm just a foreign trying to find my peaceful life here and not just some random Japanese girl trying to be a fake one, she finally, FINALLY, helped me with the Japanese map.

I almost squealed out of happiness as my eyes landed on the words that says: Seishun Academy.

I'm finally here!

It was quiet just as I thought it should be as I walked my way to the principle's office.

I knocked, before finally entering the room.

"May I help you?"

"He-he-he-he-he"

What the heck, Chiyo. Speak properly!

The old guy lifted his eyebrow at my stutter, which he probably thought more of as a weird laugh, a stutter that conveniently sounds like a laugh.

I just realized that I probably look or in my case, sounds rude as hell with the whole laugh-like stutter. He probably thought that I was laughing at his bald head or something, which I clearly did not intent to.

"H-Hello."

Yes! That's it Chiyo, you're doing good. Now, go on, introduce yourself.

'I'm an exchange student from America, nice to meet you.'And end it with bow.

Perfect introduction.

Come on, Chiyo! Do just that!

"I-I'm uh- a, student exchange A-America."

Okay, good. Close enough.

"Y-you probably did not expect me to be here now, today, I mean. Since, I should have arrived tomorrow, but I could not just not come, y-you know? Not that I have anything to see or something, just that- this is a nice school, you know? So, I thought that I should come see it... earlier."

Oh God.

"I wanted to come for the uniform, I like the uniform here, n-not that I've ever seen it, well- actually, I have. It's my first time wearing one, since we don't have to wear one in US..."

The principal hates, he hates me and he thinks I'm a moron.

And as I spoke, I was internally commanding myself to "shut up"

Shut up, Chiyo. Just shut up.

Just end it with something appropriate.

I repeat; end it with something appropriate.

"I like your room."

What the fuck, Chiyo.

Then, the principal, probably (fortunately) already used to weird personalities like mine, laughed.

It was a loud booming laugh, not too pleasing in the ear. But hey, beggar can't choose, right?

I was relieved beyond mind when I realized that he somehow did not get mad at me.

"S-sorry"

"No worries, miss... what was your name again?"

Ah, right, I haven't told him my name yet. Great Chiyo, you've told him about your weird fascination with uniform and you haven't told him your name yet.

"Uhh- Chiyo. Chiyo Takaharashi."

He nodded, looking quite pleased at having learned my name.

"Yes, I was quite expecting your arrival, Miss. Chiyo." He chuckled.

"O-oh"

I mumbled a quiet "good" under my breath.

"Your school starts tomorrow, but I can definitely give you a tour now if you'd like."

"Uh, y-yes please"

I was then forced, for the sake of being polite, to hear a big, long explanation about Seishun academy during the tour that I had to admit- I didn't really pay attention to, until he get to the tennis part.

"Can I see the tennis c-club, sir?"

He looked at me, quite surprised before he nodded, smiling brightly. "Do you play tennis, miss?"

I looked down, blushing, "no"

"I-I like to w-w-watch..." I said, eyes kept on the ground as my face bursted into flame of red.

Ugh Chiyo, stop it with the stuttering.

He chuckled.

He then managed to make a short phone call, asking for the exchange student's uniform since the student is currently here right now, in his office.

I admired my uniform for a good 5 minutes, before realizing that I was unintentionally and unfortunately- quite blatantly ignoring my principal.

Did he just ask me a question?

Shit, he did.

I nodded nervously at whatever he was asking.

Cross finger. Please let my nod answer your question.

He smiled.

The principal then offered his assistance to help me find the tennis court after our rather-one-sided conversation.

I politely turned down his kindness.

"N-no need sir, uhh, I want to explore the school b-by myself, if that's okay with you..." I trailed off.

Now that I think about it "I want to explore the school by myself" might have sounded more like "I don't want you to accompany me" to him.

Oh God, I was being rude to him, again!

He probably thinks that I hate him, or just being plain discriminative against people of his age.

Uggh- that doesn't sound so good.

"That's good too. Just make sure to get the teacher or me for help when you need anything, okay?"

Phew.

Okay, maybe he doesn't really hate me as much as I think he should.

"Yes! T-Thank you very much!" I bowed before quickly excusing myself.

Time to find that Ryoma.

I looked up to see a few number of students glancing at me

What the heck.

I twitched under their curious stares. Hair shadowing my face as I focused my attention on the ground, trying unsuccessfully to ignore their eyes.

Just as I thought, I really do stand out in this non-uniform clothing

Urgh.

I decided that I do not like Japanese people's attention,

...or maybe just people in general.

I should change into my uniform.

I looked at a couple of girls passing in front of me.

Change into one of those sailor-styled, anime-like uniform?

I grinned.

I'd like that.

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