Secret 2: Intimidation

"-what is she doing-"

"-she's so daring, how could she-"

"-what's with her-"

"-is she a delinquent, pouring dirt on our beloved Aidou-"

Stop, stop, stop, that is what I wanted to shout right now, It's a misunderstanding. Me, I'm Yuuki Cross. This is my first day at high school and well I'm already in a tense situation, so much for normal and where is happiness. Subconciously I edge away from the window and far away from the guy, who I think is looking at me, but don't know, considering I can't see his face. I hear the bag of dirt drop to the floor with a thud. God, is there a hole around here somewhere, I'd love to hide.

"Hey, you," I guess someone is already addressing me, "bitch, what were you doing."

I looked up at the girl with long hair and gulped. "It wasn't me, I didn't do it. I saw this guy carrying it and was going to throw it out the window then I..."

"Shut up," another girl cried out, "it's a good job you didn't get dirt on Aidou, otherwise we won't let you off so easily..."

"You should apologise, likewise to Aidou."

No way, there was nothing I could do. I opened my mouth but thankfully, someone was here for me. Rima.

"Stop harassing Yuuki," Rima demanded, "it was probably an accident anyway, besides that other goofy looking idiot took the blow."

The long haired girl spoke again, "though we can be careless about that bad looking guy, it was a close call that our precious Aidou could've got hurt."

Rima grabbed the bag of dirt from the floor and swiftly threw it at the wall where no one was standing. Everyone but me watched in shock. I always knew Rima was strong but sometimes her temper is scary. She cracked her loud voice, "I don't care, no one got hurt and besides why would Yuuki do such a thing when she doesn't even know that guy. I'll take her to apologise to those two so that's the end of it. If anyone bothers Yuuki again, go through me first..."

I strutted after Rima, giving off a smile, as she led me away from the classroom. I so wished I didn't act up and threw that thing myself. Though I can't see, I'm pretty sure my classmates are talking and staring after us now. I feel a raging fire throughout my body. Yep, if you could say what Rima did was extreme, well, I'm considered a delinquent in my days too. I felt like my pre-built being nice and quiet and normal girl armour is already about to break... No more playing nice if I'm just going to get hurt...

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Hanabusa Aidou stood surveying his friend. "You have to take care of yourself more. Seriously, you make me worry too much as your childhood buddy."

There wasn't an answer as he brushed off the dirt from his already messy clothes.

Aidou felt tense. He recognised these unwelcoming signs of silence. It often meant, his dear friend was mad. Aidou slowly backed away and stopped immediately as his friend turned in his general direction. "AHHH! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time, please don't be mad whatever you do and think of it this way, at least you don't look any different from how you already do..."

"What are you blurting Aidou," he asked in a coarse voice, "but I accept your apology."

Aidou breathed. His face fading from bright red to normal. "Seriously you had me worried though. I suppose it was just dirt."

"Just dirt, it seems like a girl was holding the bag."

"NO WAY! I mean," Aidou spoke uncertainly, "I don't remember doing anything bad to a girl so, why would she target me...hey Ze-"

"ARE YOU HANABUSA AIDOU?"

Aidou and his friend turned to see a panting Rima. Her face was blushed. Behind her was Yuuki. "I came to tell you to lay off whatever had just happened."

Aidou glanced at his friend, who co-ordinated his sight to Yuuki. He placed on a business type attitude, "it wasn't you who poured dirt on me, it was her. The one behind you."

Yuuki stepped from behind Rima. "I didn't. It was someone else, I tried to stop them and I just happened to be holding it as-"

"That's sounds very convincing. Your just a bitch with no guts," Aidou's friend stated with a laugh, "you dare to do it and don't admit it, your such a lowlife."

"Don't insult Yuuki," Rima demanded, "there was no reason to..."

Rima's voice was cut dead. Aidou watched slightly frightened, bewildered. Yuuki, with her fiery temper had just punched that guy in the stomach. He knelt slightly, clutching his abdomen. "B-bitch..." he uttered with an unsteady voice.

Drops of water fell on the floor before Aidou's friend. It was Yuuki's tears. Though she was crying, her voice was full of rage, "I WON'T APOLOGISE, IT WASN'T ME. What do you know of me to call me a lowlife. Look at you. Your even more of a lowlife than me. Someone who hides their face like you, must mean your too ugly to let anyone see. The sight of you is an insult to everyone... Rima let's go."

"HEY, wait you two. How could you say such things, Hey..." Aidou called after a running Yuuki and Rima. "DAMN, who the hell were they."

"Forget it Aidou. It doesn't really hurt where she hit me so-"

"No way, you were crouching down and all. Those girls, I'll defineately make trouble for them."

"Then make sure you do a good job. I just found something I really hate."

Aidou scratched his head, "hate what?"

"Yuuki, was that her name?"

"Yeah, the one that punched you," Aidou replied.

"I hate that girl. What does she know of my situation, ugly. Heh, what a lowlife she is, makes me sick. I don't want to ever have anything to do with her."

XXX

I wave goodbye to Rima. She was going shopping again, straight after school. Seriously, I think Rima is sometimes too carefree about shopping. I often have to help her pay for stuff. Ahh, my knuckles on my left hand hurt a little. It was probably from punching that guy this afternoon. It was his fault. I never did anything wrong. I was accussed and he called me a lowlife. I couldn't help it, I was already in a temper.

Snap out of it Yuuki Cross. That's what I'm yelling at myself to do. Everything was over, so it doesn't concern me. But...my hand. That guy looked so lanky, who knew his body was hard.

I turn around the corner, ready to go home from this miserable first high school day. I felt my blood rushing. NO, not again. My body was already running, instinctively. I can't stop now... am I going to really... the black car, I'm already running towards it... or is it coming towards me and this man...