Ch. 2
(P.O.V : None)

Wally rushed throughout the school, trying to find his classes. 'I'm already late enough. Why bother? No. I promised my mum I'd be better!' he kept reminding himself this, and dashed down the hallway.

"I can't believe Valerie did that to me! Now I'm late, and I'll get a detention!"
Kuki walked down the hallway, trying to wipe out the milk from out her shirt and get the grits out of her hair. She stopped by the trashcan and threw the paper towels and clumps of grits away. She then heard a noise; it sounded like mice, but she didn't see any.
Just then, she turned when an alarmed voice called out to her.
"Look out!"
" Huh?" she said faintly

WHAM

"Holy crud, I'm so sorry!"
"Yeah, tell that to my fore..." she looked up to speak properly to the boy, "head..." she had never seen this boy before. He must have been new!
"You okay?" he said, as he offered his hand to help her up. Kuki kindly accepted the offer, smiling.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"I'm Wally. I'm kind of new here, and, well...Do you know where Mr. Bennings' class is?"
Kuki was already embarrassed enough. She didn't want to be talking with him; she was really shy when talking to people, especially boys. However, she also didn't want to be rude.
"I...I have him too."
"That's cool! Mind if I, you know, walk with you?"
She gulped. Wasn't this embarrassment enough?
"Sure," she said, as she started to walk.
'Gee, this is getting awkward,' Wally though.
"So you uh... Got a name? Or do they just call you 'breakfast?'" he chuckled, but soon realized she didn't think it was too funny.
"I'm sorry, mate. Today's been a long, boring morning."
"It's okay," Kuki lied, forcing out a half-smile.
"You're lying," Wally said, feeling strangely hurt. Wally may not be the smartest, but he hated being lied too.
Kuki cringed. She didn't know he would take it personally.
"Sorry. Today's been a long morning too, I guess," she was about to close her response, when she remembered his question. "I'm Kuki, by the way."
"Kuki?" Wally questioned. He said it a few times in his head. "I like that name," he said sweetly.
"Really?" Kuki paused and giggled nervously. "Thanks..."
By this time, they reached their class. Kuki expected a mean teacher to yell at her, but he noticed the small scrape on her arm. It was fresh.
"Miss Sanban, Mr. Beatles. You're late," Mr. Bennings spoke. Kuki looked up at him and he signaled them to sit down. 'Thank goodness I didn't get detention! Hopefully today will get better,' she thought to herself.
The rest of the class period, she tried to ignore Wally. She was still nervous when talking to boys.
It didn't help her when he kept leaning in to ask her a question.
"Hey, Kuki! I doubt we have all classes together, but you think you could help me get to my other classes?"
Most girls considered themselves lucky to talk to Wally. All during class, girls would flirt or gawk at Wally, but he paid no interest.
"Sure," Kuki replied. Sure, she was nervous, but that didn't give her the right to be rude.
Kuki drew a small, but detailed map of the school; she made a key at the top of the paper. Green was first class. Red was second. Blue was third, and so forth. She made a trail using the colors the fastest way to get to his classes. She was proud of her color-coated masterpiece, and handed it to Wally.
"Kuki, this is awesome! Thank you,"
Kuki sighed in happiness. His thank-you was genuinely sweet. She remembered the last time she helped someone; they just mumbled a small 'thanks.'

The bell rang, and Kuki was relieved that she could be out of her class. Helping Wally was nice, but it made her blush, then feel awkward.
Mr. Bennings pulled Kuki aside before she left.
"Kuki, I do not want you and your boyfriend skipping class again, or I will have to write you up next time. And as for that cut; did he do that to you?"
Kuki was shocked. Boyfriend? They weren't even friends!
"N...No, sir! We...we aren't... I mean, he's not my..." she sighed and swallowed the lump in her throat. She'd be late to her second class if she kept stalling, even if it were accidental. "We aren't dating, and he didn't do that."
Mr. Bennings raised an eyebrow.
"Kuki, I am not here just to teach you. You can tell me anything. Come sit."
"But I'll be late to-"
"I'll be more than happy to write you a pass. Now tell me, how did you get that cut?"
Kuki didn't want to rat Valerie out. If she found out, she would surely hurt Kuki worse than a silly cut.
"I..I can't tell you," Kuki said, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Kuki, dear. You can trust me. I know you don't want to hurt your boyfriend by telling me, but-"
"He's not my boyfriend!" she shouted, then covered her mouth with her hands. This is why she did like hanging with boys; she hated assumptions.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to yell," she dropped her head sheepishly.
"Kuki, I understand. But let me ask you this...Are you being bullied?"
Kuki decided to tell him about Valerie. If it meant not getting bothered by her, it was worth it, right?
Minutes passed, and Kuki stood up, thanking Mr. Bennings for his help.
She recieved her pass and walked out. 'This is so great! Valerie won't be bullying anyone, she won't even know I told her!' she walked into her next class with a big smile on her face.

Chapter 2 is SO much shorter than Chapter 1. Like, 1000 words shorter. Oh well. Next chapter is being written, so bear with me! I have a dog, school, and vacations coming up, but it won't take me months to finish. I promise.