[ Chapter 5 ]
Today Miyako was bullied again. Again today we met on the rooftop along with Minami, Jun, Saki, and her crew. Saki and her crew has stopped bullying Miyako once I told them that they were annoying. I'm not sure why that had such a big impact on them.
Today I told Miyako that the world was never as bad as she thought it was. Today I told her that were bigger problems in the world than hers and that was going to be OK.
During lunch today, she let me draw her once again. I drew her face, drew the beautiful Japanese feature that went on that face. To my surprise, it turned out better than I thought it would.
Minami got jealous, but he was only teasing. He started calling me his wife and pinching and pulling my cheek, complaining how I draw too much and how even though I draw so much, I've never asked him if it was OK to Miyako. In result, I also drew him. He was very happy with the results.
Because I didn't want to draw Saki as well, she also got into a fit. She told me that if I didn't draw her as well my punishment was to kiss my "husband". I was surprised that she said this, since she had been such a clingy girlfriend, but if it was me she didn't seem to mind and no one objected.
I didn't because it didn't matter to me, a kiss was a kiss. As for Nanami being a guy, that didn't matter. Me kissing another guy wouldn't make me gay and since I knew this, I had no problem nor fear kissing him. I know I'm not gay so what did it matter if I kissed a guy?
I think Nanami may have liked it since he blushed a lot. He was as red as a tomato and I told him that it was cute as I went back to doodling in my sketchbook. I believe that made him blush even more.
It funny, that was my first kiss. And with a guy at that.
How pitiful.
I didn't blink as I reread Dakota's blog post. W-Why? I asked myself. W-What's with this post? W-Why?
I swirled around in my tangled confusion. In a sudden impulse to ask if all this was true, I exited from the post on my phone and dialed Dakota's number. He answered on the third ring.
"Moshi-moshi, this is Dakota-desu."
"What do you think you're doin?" I yelled, although my voice hadn't been loud.
"Nani?" he sounds as confused as I felt. "I'm riding on my bike to school. I'm late because Faith wanted to make sure I ate breakfast again. She keeps cooking so much. I know I'm a Werewolf, but still, I am trying to be a good student after all."
"What? You mean your mom?" I ask. "Hey, that's not what I meant! I'm talking about the kissing thing you posted yesterday – what do you think you're doing exactly?"
"Oh, that." He replied simply. "It was just a kiss between male friends. I see nothing wrong."
I gasp, my chest becoming heavy. "B-But, Kota! Are you kidding me? You can't just go around kissing other guys!"
You're supposed to be kissing ME! The thought pops into my head. I shake the nonsense of my mind.
"I can't?" he asks innocently. "Ah, gomen-gomen, Mia-chan. I didn't mean to upset you."
I sigh, shaking my head at his how simple he is. "Just don't…kiss other people."
"Hai, got it. Now as for you, aren't you suppose to be at school?"
"I-I am! I'm inn Study Howl because our teacher had an emergency and had to leave early, it's Self Study right now." My lips poke out.
"Ah." He exaggerates the word. "Right, right, and you thought it was OK to pull out your iCoffin? Bad Kawaii Mia-chan." He scolds .
"Ka-Ka-Kawaii M-Mia-chan?" I repeat nervously. "N-Now you're c-calling me that t-too?"
"Hai, Kawaii Mia-chan." I hear him grin.
I turn my head away, face redden just by the sound of his voice. "B-baka!" I close my eyes tightly, his words replaying my head.
" Mia…I won't kiss other people, okay?"
"Really? You won't?" I say quietly.
"Mm, I pinky promise."
"Okay," I mumble. "I'll believe you for now..."
"Hey, look, it's the girl – she's in the freshmen in the picture." I hear say in the distance. My walk stiffens as I let my gaze fall to the floor. I feel my temperature rise as I make my way to my locker.
"I wonder why Heath tried to hit on her, she's not that cute."
"I know right; do you even see what she's wearing?"
I glance at my white button up, orange sweater, wrinkled jeans, and worn white sneakers outfit, suddenly feeling outdated.
"And do you see her hair?"
I bite my lip, wishing I let my mom do it instead me. I just put it a sloppy low ponytail, but she would've curled it to give it layers and then she would've cut it so I had bangs.
I feel my stomach clench. Why did I resist her offer?
"Well I guess one loser plus another make a good pair." A girl laughs.
I hang my head, my breathing starting to become unsteady. Oh no…What is this situation?
"Look, is girl." I hear a voice with a thick accent. I look up to the owner of the white fur heelless boots. She's pretty with blue skin and purple eyes. Her hair is streaked with pink and blue, but its overall color is a frosty white.
"H-Hi…? E-excuse me." I say, my eyes hinting to my locker.
"Girl, what name?" she says, not acknowledging my hint.
"It's...um...its Mia, Mia Tumnus." I look down, lowering my head.
"Hi there, Mia. Fab hair." Another girl comes out of nowhere. Her hair is black and white, her skin green, and in her neck are bolts. Her gentle eyes of green and blue tell me that she's overly friendly, a tad bit protective, but scary sweet.
"T-thanks…? Um…l-l-locker…" I try to hint again.
"Is this where your locker is?" she asks cheerfully. "Good, I didn't it confused."
"What?" I blink.
"Girl, from today on we are friends." The other girl with frosty white hair says. Her voice is cold, to the point, but her eyes are kind. I can tell that she means well.
I nod, smiling. "O-okay!"
"I'm Frankie, that's Abbey. Come and find us at lunch, okay?" Frankie says with joy for having made another new friend. I nod again, this time more happily. I watch as they leave, waving as they go.