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7/17/13 Edited

Just So You Know Sora

Chapter 5: Issues

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Almost everyone on the sidewalk of the school simultaneously jerked their heads in the direction of the telltale car horn. Only a handful of students of whom seemed too tired to care, their eyes outlined with dark circles just glanced briefly, then continuing on their ways.

It was the first day back to school, and already there was trouble? The masses of students, equipped with heavy sagging backpacks began to murmur, curious as to what was happening.

The yellow hummer stood routed in it's spot, the thought that someone may have been hit quickly spreading to the outermost spectators of the incident.

Those closer to the parking lot were able to hear the driver inside cursing, and breathed a sigh of relief they'd not realized they were holding to see a distinct auburn color emerge from the other side of the bulky car. Gradually, the crowd of people shrunk, words of reassurance shouted to the further away observers. Teens resumed the start of their days, heading towards the school entrance.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, sorry everyone"

Sora felt immensely embarrassed to find all the attention she'd drawn giving her odd looks, soon becoming disinterested but amused as they walked by, some nearby mumbling incoherent words.

"Guess someone's sleepy on the first day back"

A voice from behind her spoke clearly, making her want to hide her face in her palm. She was sure her cheeks were on their way to matching the color of her hair, feeling the heat rise to her face, hurriedly apologizing to the angry man in the car.

"Sheesh, would you step back I might really hit you" She backed up a step further to meet the curb, stepping onto it, briskly heading towards the building and hopefully away from the man and the almost accident scene. She heard the tires crunch against the pebbles that sprinkled across the blacktop of the lot, the man taking off. She slowed her steps, focusing on looking downwards, occasionally garnering courage to glance at the other students around her.

She looked silver watch on her right arm, of which was slim in size and beginning to darken slightly as a result of her soccer sessions with Tai.

It was 7:36, early enough for her to find her friends and chat before heading to class. She'd left her house at 6:45, opting to take a walk as opposed to the bus route her parents had suggested for the day.

Tai was still at the convention, as he had told her in a phone call late the night before, he would be back tomorrow, for the trip suffered transportation issues.

It was late night, definitely well pass midnight that she'd been woken from her thoughts, her phone on, a random playlist chosen on a whim in an attempt to drift herself into sleep.

Suddenly the familiar tune that linked Tai to her cell interrupted the slow RNB she was humming along to, and though surprised, Sora slid her finger across the screen to accept the call. He'd apologized for the time of the call, Sora smiling as she heard his friends teasing him about who it was he was calling, and they talked a good period of time before her boyfriend had to end the call, rushed to say goodnight as his room inspector was coming. They'd bid their goodnights, and Sora returned to her playlist for the majority of ten minutes before she set off to sleep.

Maybe that was why she was so distracted, and the Hummer nearly managed to hit her as she crossed the street, ignorant of her surroundings.

Sora sighed. She knew that the lack of sleep wasn't the only factor that caused her to be usually unaware, something that was completely unlike herself.

For the time being, as Tai was not home yet, she was to find a way to and from all activities, school being first on the list. She understood that at a moment's notice her friends would offer her a ride to school, Izzy and Mimi already having done so, but she declined.

Sora thought things over best when she was alone, and it was the same reason she chose to walk in place of riding the usually crowded morning bus. At this time made way to their workplaces, to school and a seat was something hard to find.

And so, during the way to school, she was lost within the depths of her mind, attempting, wishing, that she would be able to resolve the questions she had about what exactly she felt deep down in her heart, but to no avail. Her feelings confused and troubled her, even beginning to cause her to question the benefits of having male friends and questioning the use of a relationship, this early in life. The walk did nothing in terms of resolving issues, but instead to arise more.

Matt.. did she feel for him? If so, what? If not, what else could this be?

She shook her head, thoughts returning once again to the people around her, now all uninterested in the girl so distracted she was almost hit by car, and just pulled on the door handle that lead them into the school building. She did so too, deciding that the short walk- no not short, the forty-some minute walk she took only seeming effortless and not time-consuming, as she not once worried about anything aside from her relationship with the two boys whilst she walked, was enough for her to handle. For the moment, she was tired of feeling.

Sora passed through the second set of doors, headed towards the library, towards her friends she knew would be there waiting to start their days. Her head and heart felt heavy, though she had thought to have thrown her worries away, and at the moment, she was already done with the day.

-HeartSpeaksFirst-

"..Thou art more lovely and more temperate.."

The amount of frustration lingering in the air was thick enough to stop a bullet which simplified the Shakespearian language from entering the brain. Analyzing poems had always achieved this effect, she theorized, regardless of age and grade.

Sora's gazed was fixed at the front of the room, where her teacher stood at the SmartBoard, continuously written words without meaning as the class mindlessly jotted down all things written and erased. She blinked, sitting up to review the notes of her sheet of paper, realizing that she too was unable to understand what exactly it was that they were reading.

Normally she was well-off in the class, but she found herself waiting anxiously for the bell to ring and dismiss the class. It'd been an hour, and most of her friends- she looked to her right at Mimi whom had her phone in her hands, hidden from the view of the teacher even if she had cared to look,- were bored and preoccupied with either their phones, doodling or sleeping. The what looked like texting girl felt the gaze set on her, waving at Sora, a goofy smile on her face. Sora waited curiously as the girl lifted a finger, silently asking her to wait as she ripped a piece of paper from the virtually empty notebook sat on her desk.

Glancing up to see the teacher busy configuration the SmartBoard, Sora reached down to retrieve the ball of paper, reading the message Mimi had sent. It felt silly to be using this method as she now had a phone, but because it wasn't her nature to bring her phone charged often, a habit Mimi knew full well, and because she'd left her phone on as she drifted to sleep after Tai's call, it was the only choice for communication.

'Did you want to talk? -3'

She looked back at Mimi, seeing her friend smile at her, throwing her a heart sign with her hands, beaming a radiant eye smile just as Sora felt the boy in the seat in front of her turn too. Their eyes met. It was an awkward moment for Mimi, and immediately, Sora felt herself fighting off a fit of laughter. Eventually writing a message in reply to her friend, she took her time quietly balling it up and throwing it her way.

'No, thanks :) But as you mention it, did you happen to find my bus ID that I might've left at Izzy's house yesterday when I ran out?'

Mimi mimicked the motion of snapping her fingers, looking at Sora before nodding and partly mouthed, partly whispered that yes, she had it. She reached into her pocket, producing the rectangular bus pass with Sora's name written neatly at the bottom.

Relieved, Sora sighed, reassured that her ride home was confirmed for the day. if she hadn't thought to ask Mimi, she was sure she would've been bound to walk home that afternoon, her next class being to only one in which she had anyone close too hope for help getting home from.

'Th-' she managed to mouth before an unexpected bell rang, surprising the two girls, as the students around them began to pack things and leave, the sound of zippers prominent even as the students with pre-packed bags rushed to leave before they could be handed the homework everyone was aware of siting on the podium.

Sora watched the substitute's reaction when she'd finished the writing the last of the class notes on the SmartBoard and turned around to an almost abandoned looking class. From the stack of papers on the podium, a lone sheet fell, more than thirty copies unissued. For one day, the students of the English Literature class had sudden forgotten that daily homework was a thing of existence.

"Sora, here you go," Taken aback at the suddenly closer Mimi, she accepted the bus pass handed to her "Sorry I didn't to remember to hand it to you myself, you know how forgetful I am."

-TheCaseOfTheMissingEnglishStudents-

"Was that the bell? Hurry, hurry!"

"Was it? Damn!"

Footsteps resounded throughout the hallways, the sound of feet alerting those lingering that it was time to make a break for it.

He watched, intrigued at the sound of the door clasp clench and release, the sound of air rushing through the metallic stand-in for a door handle alerting the students of Mr. Parker's class of the last minute addition for the day. Just as the door clasped back into place, the bell rung loud throughout the overheard speakers, causing him to grimace. No matter how many times it were that he'd heard it, his seat right underneath it was a hard one to sit at and blatantly ignore the obnoxious sound.

"You made it" he leaned forward in his seat to whisper.

"My God, Matt you scared me there. When on earth did you come back?"

He could only smile at the rare occasion that he really ever caught Sora Takenouchi off guard, amused to see her give him a half hearted irritated look, a light laugh escaping him, almost automatically.

Sora's felt her heart leap, the sound of Matt's laughter and voice something she had gone a week without hearing for herself. The last time they spoke in person was the day she saw him off along with Tai and Izzy, all by now used to the fact that their friend was known country-wide. The sendoff was simple and quick, light teasing and fun play as the auburn haired girl warned him to not trip over any lurking fangirls and to kept his hands to himself- to which he responded that he would try not to break too many hearts.

They poked fun, unrestricted in their wording style and teasing. That was a week ago, and she had to remind herself, that the boy sitting in front of her looked at her in a different light than she'd ever thought, one she was thinking may be a match to her unsorted jar of emotion towards the blonde.

"Class, find your seats and give me your attention, please."

Grumbling across the room as chairs pulled out, and people scooted inwards. Matt leaned back, eyeing the folder in the middle age man's arms as he licked the tip of his finger, a habit the students had noticed of the teacher had, the pepper and salt colored hair the same rowdy style that the science teacher wore everyday. Ruffling quickly a number of sheets inside, looking for something as the whole class observed him. They began to catch on to what was happening as he pulled cards, some of yellow and some of green wrapped identically in a rubber band, each stack a color.

Mr. Parker was a man of patterns and repetition, and by the looks of things, Sora suspected an activity involving partners - something that struck fear in the doozers of the class, because the students knew that only once before did they get partners- a semester project. Never was there partners for trivial worksheets. Beginning to speculate amongst themselves, students glanced at each other, some tapping their neighbors to get their attention and whisper quite loudly, tings along the same line. "Almost everyone got a B- or below last semester.."

"Sharp as ever." Mr. Parker smiled briefly at the class, grabbing a green expo marker, and began to write on the white board.

The class followed his movements, anxious as the tip of the marker touched the board, leaving a mark in it's wake.

"P - A - R - E - N - T - I - N - G" he concluded the cursive on the board, turning to face his class and snap the marker into it's cap.

"Class, for your semester final, you'll be taking care of a robotic baby. Find your partners on the sheet on my table here, while I go check on the delivery. Gather someplace in the room with your partner, you'll want to know the point system for this one."

The results, and confrontation between Sorato: Chapter 6