I wondered for a while whether I should post this or not. I did promise to update whenever I think of something worth-writing so...yep. Here ya go!
I was reading some stories, and all of a sudden a memory flashed through me. I scrolled through my story, and realized I never posted this story before, so here it is.
It was close to the end of the school year, last year, in the basement of the cafeteria where we 8th graders eat.
I was angry.
I was angry at Sumire though I don't remember why, I didn't have it recorded anywhere though I wished I did.
She left early, ditching me. I felt dejected so I scooted over to Aoi, the kind Aoi who would let me do whatever I wanted.
We were the only ones left in our gang, everyone else has left.
There were only a few more students still in the cafeteria.
Natsume and his friends were one of the few students that were still there. I was just going over to the counters to get a fork when I saw him and his friends and Sumire.
So she ditched me for them. Ouch.
I completely ignored them, staring ahead instead of Natsume.
He came over, laughing and teasing me about things. I grinned at him and played along, chasing him around and attempting to touch his hair like I always do.
He grabbed a bottle of soy sauce on the counter and aimlessly sprayed it on me.
Fuck.
I fumed. My shirt and pants had stains of soy sauce and the smell, oh god, the smell. I smell like fucking soy sauce.
He continued laughing with his friends, even Sumire, my best friend, was laughing. No. This is not funny.
I stomped back to the table, fuming mad. Aoi looked me questionably and asked what was wrong.
I hissed out my explanation and slammed my fork over and over in my food.
"Oh...They're so mean." Aoi whispered as she watched me. I nodded angrily.
Sumire, Natsume and their friends stood there next to the counters for countless minutes. I ignored them, laughing and talking with Aoi.
Natsume shouted something at me along the lines of 'hurry up!' I grit my teeth and slammed my hand the table as I stood up.
"Fuck off!" I screamed at him and Sumire gasped.
They shrugged before turning around and leaving.
That night I turned on my computer, wondering what I would do if Natsume actually Skyped me.
Natsume:
Hey
That bastard. I can't believe he still has the audacity to talk to me. I wanted to ignore him, but then he would think I was away and I wanted him to know I was mad.
Mikan:
What?
Natsume:
Whoa, nice way to greet people.
I scoffed at my mac screen.
Mikan:
What do you want?
Natsume:
Are you mad?
DUH!
Mikan:
Yes.
Natsume:
Why?
Mikan:
Because you poured soy sauce all over me!
Natsume:
That was an accident.
Mikan:
I don't care. You still poured soy sauce all over me.
Natsume:
I actually thought it was mustard. It would have been better if it was mustard.
What kind of logic is that!? What the hell?
Mikan:
How is that better?
Natsume:
I dun know. It just is.
Mikan:
Apologize.
Natsume:
What dude, it was an accident and I didn't know you were that mad
Mikan:
I freaking yelled at you!
Natsume:
I didn't hear you.
How the fuck is that possible!? I screamed right at him!
Mikan:
I don't care.
Natsume:
Dude, it was seriously an accident. Just let it go.
Mikan:
No!
Natsume:
Stop acting like Luna.
I wanted to cry and scream in his face. I probably would have slapped him if we were talking in person.
Me? Like Luna?
Mikan:
You stop acting like Luna!
Natsume:
How am I like Luna?
Mikan:
You don't admit you're wrong!
There was a pause, he stopped typing. Tears brimmed my eyes as I tried to take deep breaths so I won't start crying.
Natsume:
Ok fine. How do I stop acting like Luna?
Mikan:
Try to actually know when you do things wrong and apologize.
I hate it when people don't know why you're angry. It's so obvious but I have also been the person who another was mad at and didn't know what I did wrong. I was being unreasonably, but I couldn't stop.
I was so angry.
There was a long, long pause. He didn't answer for almost half and hour.
My mom came in for a chat and I forced out a convincing smile and started talking to her like nothing was wrong.
Then finally, I heard the familiar ding of a new message.
Natsume:
Ok, I'm sorry. I really am. I would even tell you tomorrow at school if you want.
I suddenly felt very warm. Is this really the same person I was arguing with just a second ago?
Mikan:
You promise?
Natsume:
I promise.
Mikan:
Ok then. I forgive you.
Natsume:
Are we at least semi-friends now?
I wanted to laugh at that.
Mikan:
Yeah.
The next day, I waited almost for the whole day for him to come up to me and apologize. During morning break, I looked for him, it was almost a bad habit for me. He didn't apologize.
Lunch came around and to my surprise, he actually came over to our table. He flashed me a grin.
"I'm really, really sorry for pouring soy sauce on you." I laughed and nodded, accepting his apology.
"Ok. I forgive you." We smiled at each other before I went over the counter to get my food, my mood instantly rising.
Extra:
November 13, 2014
We have market days every other thursday and there are so many delicious food that they sell!
I was walking to the cafeteria, before a 8th grader called my name and asked me about floor hockey in high school.
He used to be on my hockey team, and he was upset when I told him there are no after-school floor hockey in high school.
"That's stupid." He said and I nodded my head furiously, totally agreeing.
We exited the high school lobby to the school grounds where the market place was. I heard my name and when I looked down the high school steps, I saw Natsume there, staring at me.
I don't know where the 8th grader went, but a second later, he was gone.
"Hm?" I asked as I walked over to him and he gave me a small fluffy candy.
I stared at the pink thing in my hands for a few minutes, my mind completely blank. I stared at the candy and back at him, who was still grinning, before it finally registered in my head.
"Oh. My. God." I screamed as he nodded his head.
"Yeah. They sell it here." He turned around and I thought he was walking away. I quickly popped the small howalon into my mouth, savoring the familiar taste. Howalon is something sold as a small snack in me and Natsume's hometown and it's very, very famous.
He turned back around and he seemed confused for a second when he saw the howalon was gone in my hand and I blushed, a little embarrassed. Maybe he didn't plan to actually give it to me?
"Where is the stall that sells it?" I asked enthusiastically and he led me towards the gates of the school where the stall that was selling howalons were.
"Thanks!" I grinned at him and he smiled back before leaving with his friend.
I got a snack from him for free! Somehow that small little fact made me very happy.
Please excuse my overuse of the horizontal line. I just wanted to separate the conversation a little more so it's not that confusing...P.S the 'howalons' in here are actually something we call 鸡蛋仔. It's a cantonese snack and it's pretty much like waffles but they are shaped like little eggs instead. It's really good! Search it up online if your not sure how it looks like. :)
Btw, I was thinking making a one-shot songfic, but I'm terribly outdated in songs, so I was wondering if anyone has a good song that could be turned into a wonderful fanfic! PM or review for suggestions please. Thanks! XD
R&R Please!