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Is This a College?

Chapter 2: Unlucky?

Eu, as I call her, and I have been better acquainted these past couple days. We have continued meeting at the bench near the soda machine. The gossip about the incident with me and the guy who pushed me over have ceased. The chest-nut haired girl however hasn't truly stopped taking that occasional glance at me. She'll occasionally look and stare at me for a few moments before quickly turning around. With this all unfolding, I still attempt to decipher my luck on whether it be good or bad. I may never know, but I sure as hell don't care at the moment.

'Do I appear creepy to you?' The question hit me right across the face one day. Eu and I had merely been drinking our sodas when she just popped that question.

I looked at her surprised. "No, not really," I said. To be honest she was a bit with the mute part, but then again how can she help it if it's how she communicates.

She looked at me with a doubtful look and scribbled something down,' I won't be mad if you do, so please be honest.'

I was, again amazed by the determination she had to get me to say she was creepy. I really didn't think she was at all. In fact she was probably more normal than any of my other friends that I have ever had. She 'talked' normally, she dressed somewhat normal, and best of all she was probably the nicest person he met, subsiding her sarcasm. He didn't see anything creepy in that.

"I'm being honest Eu, I don't see anything creepy about you," She was about to write something else down. I decided to speak up before that," If you're talking about you writing things down to talk then tell me how that's creepy. So what!?" I had said this more forceful than intended.

But by the look she was giving me she was starting to look more cheerful, but not enough for me to stop," Talk how you want to talk Eu, act how you want to act, be who you want to be," It felt cheesy saying this but I continued," Just don't stop being you."

Those last words seem to strike her hard, and she cast me one of her rare smiles and held up a note. 'Thank you, but you don't have to be all dedicated about it.'

I just smiled at her smile at went back to my soda," Much better."

It was an interesting day that was for sure. It was our first day, and college professors are quite business like, as expected. That one chest-nut haired girl, however, didn't quite cope with seriousness of the room and decided to liven things up for everyone. She jumped on the table and did what can just barely be called a dance. It was actually kind of a shuffle if you think about it. She got a detention and was sent out of class for the day. It was a weird but otherwise funny occasion I was sure there would be more of.

The second class of the day was more frightening than anything else. I sat next to one of those three girls who were gossiping and the moment I sat down she asked me calmly and proudly," Excuse me, but why do you act like such a piece of shit in public?"

The moment she said that, my eyes widened and my jaw almost fell off its hinges with surprise. I turned to her and asked," E-excuse me, but what did you just say?"

I expected her to correct her language, excuse herself and move away, or just plain say nothing. But instead," I asked why you act like such a piece a shit in public."

I, of course felt insulted and wanted to defend myself. But then I decided to play the sarcastic game. At the moment I thought it was the best way to go. But instead I now see it as something on my regret list. "I'm sorry for my actions, truly, but may I also ask why you act like this to just about everyone you met so far in the school year. But this is probably why you have such a low amount of friends." To be honest I had no idea how many friends she had and I had no idea if she acted like this to everyone, but I had to call the bluff if I was going to be assertive against her.

Big Mistake on my part.

I swear her eyes nearly popped out of her head at the insult and she looked ready to kill me right then and there. I also noticed the other two girls from before and saw them with deadly glares on their faces. I was scared to death, but I quickly changed my facial features from my nervous look to a glare to go on the offensive.

The girl who insulted me let her gaze soften from a glare to a stare with mild intimidation and to my surprise said," You may be a piece of shit, but at least you have the guts to stand up to someone when they insult you."

She threw out her hand and slapped me lightly enough so it wouldn't hurt as much but would get the point across. She then held out the said hand for a handshake. I gratefully took it and shook it. "Ayumu," I said.

"Seraphim," She said not so warmly but not so coldly either.

The other two girls from before then made themselves known by holding out there hands.

"Sarasvati."

"Yuki."

My first thoughts was that Seraphim was the leader of some kind of group and they followed her. That was immediately excluded and replaced when I heard them all say simultaneously," And we are sisters of the Yoshida family."

I had my doubts about one of them being related, Yuki was her name, because of the hair color. I think my questions showed on my face or something because Yuki immediately said," I of course call myself a sister because of how close we are."

This really added the question of what she meant by that. This time Sarasvati spoke up," She means we're really close friends and prefers to be recognized as a member of our family rather than hers."

I was surprised by the bluntness of the statement but was satisfied with the answer. We left our conversation at that. We went about our business in class and left for our next classes.

The day had been exhausting for a first one. But I had to accept responsibility for college if I didn't want my life to go anymore south than what it already was and just keep moving forward. Life was tough, but look on the bright side. I had met five, rather, beautiful girls and it was only my first week here.