Making Waves 4
She'd said yes. So, I tipped over my chair.
Nice move, Kyoya, I thoughts as I rushed through the laughing crowd, real charming.
Back at my home, I sank into my sheets. What was I going to do? I guy like me couldn't possibly charm a girl like her. I then sat up in my bed and picked out an outfit. My best: A yellow shirt with red umbrellas all over it with red shorts and flip flops.
The next morning, I washed my green hair and died it again, making it a fuller green. I then combed it, put on my outfit, and headed for Sushi Swim, an on campus sushi place. Sasumeii was just sitting down when I came in, so I joined her. Silence.
We tried small talk, but it sounded really stupid. When my plate of the Sushi Pile high was served, I took a bite.
"Hm," I said, "they make the chicken here good."
"Chicken?" Sasumeii said, looking confused, "you mean sushi?"
"Yeah," I said, confused at her being confused.
"Sushi is fish," she said as I ate another, "raw fish."
I almost chocked. I love fish. Fish being alive. I spit it out and looked at Sasumeii. I'd spit it out, alright. On her plate. I gasped and tried to clean it up, but my shirt got hung on the chair. I leaned back to free it, but my chair tipped over.
I got to my feet and rushed out, face red and tears in my eyes. I'd wiped out.