Thank you Dazzling59 the timeline really helped me a lot. And also, the people who reviewed made me happy:-) Remember, constructive critisism is welcome as long as it's constructive. Here's the next chapter.
Last: Nakamura-sensei was stone faced for a moment as she walked over to her. Then, she patted (more like slapped) her back.
"If you can play like that, that's how it should have been in the first place!"
On her way to school, Reiya contemplated what Nakamura-sensei had told her. She walked past the tennis courts and started towards the buildings.
"I'm having a recital for my students on the 5th of June," her teacher told her. Reiya checked the calendar. It was April 16. "I'm actually wondering if you want to do a concerto for two violins with another student of mine." The girl raised an eyebrow.
"I know you've never done this type of thing before, but if you put the same amount of energy into this Bach piece that you put into the Partita, you'll be fine." Reiya invonluntary twitched. Another Baroque piece? Nakamura-sensei caught her change in expression and sighed.
"Listen Reiya," she began. "In this world..." She paused, and Reiya listened attentively for her next, wise words that were sure to come. Though knowing her teacher, she might say something like...
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"There are just some things you need to suck up," she finished. Reiya sweat dropped. "Well, think about it," she advised her. "I think you'll get along with your potential partner though, he also plays tennis." Reiya held in a grimace.
"Okay."
"You're a little late today, Yanagi," commented Yukimura. "Did something happen?" The normally composed data master had a distraught look on his face. He seemed to be quite disgruntled.
"My older sister," he grunted.
"Ah!" Kirihara exclaimed. "Yanagi-senpai's being like Fukubuchou!" The said Sanada Genichirou imitator sent him a dark look, and pulled a bubbling, sickeningly green drink out of nowhere.
"Akaya," he ground out. "I have this delicious drink from my friend's recipe. Would you like to try it?" The boy started sweating profusely.
"U-um, no thanks!" He backed away nervously. Yukimura chuckled.
"It's rare for you to be this temperamental, Yanagi. What happened with your sister?"
"She asked me how she looked, and I replied that she looked normal as usual. Then she locked herself in the bathroom for an hour," said Yanagi. "I did not predict this." The data master looked very confused. "I do not understand the opposite gender. They seem to go beyond my data more often than not." Most of the males in the area nodded as one, while the captain chuckled softly.
"Perhaps you misunderstood her," he suggested. Yanagi frowned and thought about it.
"I believe she may have said something about a Mihara-kun? I see," he murmured as calculations ran through his mind. "60% chance she was partnered with him for a school project, 30% chance she was asked to study with him, 10% chance her friends told her to..."
The ever smiling captain— well, smiled.
"Sasuga, Yukimura-buchou!" Kirihara said with adoring eyes. "He understands the minds of girls! Do you have a sister or something?"
The smile was dropped and his countenance darkened. The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
"E-eh?" Kirihara freaked out.
"Ba-ka," said Niou.
"What'd you do this time?" Marui added.
"Tarundoru!" said Sanada.
"Fukubuchou?!"
"Kirihara, it's not polite to delve into people's personal lives," Yagyuu interjected.
"You too, Yagyuu-senpai?!"
Jackal sighed resignedly. "Really, Kirihara?"
"Even you Jackal-senpai?!"
"Is it your life goal to piss off all three of the Demons of Rikkaidai?" Niou asked. "You managed it with Yanagi and Buchou, and you do it to Sanada-fukubuchou on a daily basis."
"I think he just has a death wish," said Marui. Kirihara paled with every word.
"I do have a sister," Yukimura finally replied. At these words, Yanagi-senpai whipped out a green notebook and started writing.
"Yukimura becomes negative when his sister is mentioned," he muttered as he wrote. "Ii data. Information around sister is obscure." He snapped his book shut. "Not even his school records show her name or grade, but I believe she goes to Rikkaidai."
Evidently, Kirihara had not yet learned to shut up, so he decided to ask, "Heh~ What's she like Buchou?" Yukimura's smile had returned, though it looked a little dark.
"She—" He spotted a familiar head of dark brown hair and raised his voice slightly so that it carried. "Is an idiot," he finished. He watched the person freeze, and knew that his assumption had been correct. "Even though I forgave her a long time ago," he whispered under his breath.
"What did you say at the end, Yukimura?" Yanagi asked.
"Oh, nothing." He watched the girl walk away from the courts. Yanagi raised an eyebrow.
"I suppose that's another idiot you know. You already know Kirihara—"
"Hey!"
"Marui—"
"Wait a min—"
"And Niou."
"Puri~"
Yukimura smiled softly.
Reiya had heard the whole thing, though she didn't catch the last part. Her ears were very sharp since she had trained them when she had broken her glasses— which had led to her getting contacts for tennis matches. That was a long story. She quickly walked away from the courts, her head down low. Maybe it was a weird time to think about this, but she started reflecting on her life.
Let's see, what do I do everyday...
In the morning I wake up, go for my jog, eat breakfast, make bentos, and go to school. When I get home I practice violin for two hours, do my homework, piano for an hour, eat dinner, flute for thirty minutes, my swings; wait, but I moved that to the morning so that my brother doesn't see me...
She slapped a hand over her face. Wow, I really am a coward. I'm such an idiot. And I have no life. Come to think of it, all I do during the weekend is homework and music. Okay, this is just sad. I need another hobby.
Like tennis? Her conscience sugessted slyly.
Like tennis, she agreed unconsciously. Wait, what?
She was interrupted from her thoughts when someone bumped into her, and she fell backwards. Reiya looked up, and her eyes widened in surprise she saw Kurosaki Ayako with tears flowing down her face. The girl muttered a choked out apology and ran away.
Reiya just sat there for a moment, taking some time to sort out her thoughts. Then she sighed. More drama, no doubt, she thought. But I wouldn't be a very good person if I didn't go after her, huh?
So, I thought that it was time to give Reiya a '"real" friend. What do you think?