Sorry guys for not updating in a while! (blame school.) Anyways, I left you guys off on a cliff hanger, so here's the anxiously awaited next chapter! Drumroll…..
I heard a whoosh! And then with a sudden, jerking thud, felt my side come in contact with the ground . I gasped, and then braced myself during the few seconds of pain.
Fortunately the sidewalk we were running on was surrounded by grass on both sides. Otherwise I might have ended up with another broken arm (that would've been great, wouldn't it?)
Even though, the impact was still hard enough so that I had to wait a few moments before getting my breath back. I had automatically squeezed my eyes shut on the force of the impact. Now, I opened my eyes tentatively.
And immediately felt my face redden.
Over the course of my life, I've often found myself in many embarrassing and awkward positions. A lot were to the credit of Heiji. This one was definitely near the top of the list.
Picture this. A high school girl lying on the ground, with a high school guy RIGHT ON TOP OF HER pinning her to the ground.
Yeah….awkward.
"HEIJI. WHY DID YOU JUST TACKLE ME TO THE GROUND?"
"Ahou, I just saved your life!"
"By nearly breaking my other arm?" I asked indignantly.
"Noo, because there was a BULLET HEADED STRAIGHT TOWARDS YOU!. Are you alright?" Heiji asked me urgently.
"Wh- yeah I think so. And whaatttt?"
Heiji opened his mouth to reply, but a new voice cut into our conversation.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay? I saw that bullet come flying over here? I already called the police, so- oh, am I interrupting anything?"
Heiji and I nearly flew off the ground. Within a millisecond, we were standing on the grass, a good distance from each other to ensure that we were supporting whatever this person's thought process was referring to.
And there in front of us stood Candy.
I glanced at her perfect hair, falling in a cascade down her backpack. Mine was simply in a ponytail. Her uniform looked fresh and neat and looked like it was made for her. On the other hand, I just been tackled to the ground by my best friend, so you can imagine how my uniform looked.
Sometimes, I wonder if fate hates me and just decided to make my life miserable.
"N-no! You're not interrupting anything at all!" I insisted.
"Yeah, of course not!" Heiji added quickly, his face reddening.
"Oh, I just thought, 'cuz it looked like-"
"It didn't look like anything," Heiji interrupted sharply. "Besides, what are you doing here anyway?"
I was slightly taken aback by Heiji's tone. It was colder and unfriendly; a tone that he usually reserved when he was helping our dads out on murder cases. But really, Heiji! As if Candy could really be a suspect.
Fine, I'll admit. The idea of Candy being the bad guy in a situation was slightly appealing to me. But it was hard to hate her just because she was popular or a million times more pretty than me. And I'm not JEALOUS!
What, you don't believe me? Well, then.
"You said someone was shooting at us?" I asked, remembering what she had said.
"Yes, I was walking to school, like you guys were, when this black car pulled up next to you and then I heard a gunshot!" Candy exclaimed. Her eyes were wide and panicked. Suddenly, she looked around her.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing, I was just looking around to see if the black car was still here. But I think it's gone," she said shakily.
Oddly enough, she seemed to be more frightened than we were, though she hadn't been targeted. But maybe that was just because I was used to situations like these.
"I thought we were the only ones that came to school from this direction," Heiji said suddenly, while glancing at me for confirmation. I shrugged.
"Well, honestly, my house is in the other direction, but I wanted to come by this way to buy some coffee from the café."
"I see," Heiji said. "And you said a black car?"
"Yes, why?"
"Nevermind," Heiji shook his head. Though I could clearly see, that he was bothered by that detail. A black car? What was so special about that?
I am seriously beginning to doubt Heiji's reasoning.
"Well, thanks for calling the police," I said to Candy.
"No problem," she tossed back her hair, and flashed a brilliant smile. "I imagine there's probably going to be police cars and surveillance tape around the school grounds now, since we're so close to the campus."
"Oh, no," Heiji looked at me urgently.
"What?" I jerked my head up.
"School. What time is it?"
"Um… 7:29. Why?"
"KAZUHA WE HAVE TO BE AT SCHOOL IN ONE MINUTE!" Heiji shouted, while grabbing my arm and making a mad dash for the front gates of the school.
"OH MY GOSH. MY BIOLOGY TEST!" All of my long hours of studying last night flashed before me.
"HURRY UP KAZUHA!"
"I'M COMING YOU AHOU!"
We were off and sprinting across the grass once again. Wow, my legs were really getting a workout this morning. I turned my head back to see if Candy was following.
She wasn't.
Instead, she was standing where we had left her, with her mouth agape, wondering how on earth two high schoolers could be worrying about being late to school when they had just been the target of a shooting.
Well, we weren't your typical high schoolers.
Right now, the only thing on my mind, was getting to my desk before that stupid bell rang. Don't ring yet, don't ring yet.
I looked at my watch as we entered the school. We had ten seconds.
Turning, the corner, I could see the long hall that stretched between us and our final destination: the classroom.
Eight seconds.
We were dashing through the hallway.
Five seconds.
Heiji threw open the door to the classroom.
Three seconds.
Heiji leaped over a desk and I pulled my chair back.
One second…
Brrriinnngg!
We slid into our chairs, and looked up calmly as sensei walked in the door.
Heiji and I exchanged glances. He was breathing hard, but I could see that he was laughing at the same time. I smiled back and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now, we will begin our Biology test."
Oh, joy.
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