Chapter 4
Another friend? ...
I didn't go for the rest of the tour I just spent the late night decorating my room with mullet and the gothic's posters and decorating my bed sheets with blue and black covers. And besides that Moira was getting on my nerves, a second later Lara had resolved the argument; and she would have been a dead girl! I promise you that!
The next day, I had forgotten about Moira and our argument that we had yesterday. Instead, Kyou, Aika and I walked to school with our gothic clothes on.
Kyou had black jeans; a Mullet and the gothic's t-shirt on topped with a jet black hoody. On his jeans; he had chains hanging from one hook to the other loop of his denims and on his feet he wore black trainers.
Aika had a black mini-dress topped with a black jacket and boots on her feet. Her bag imprinted "I love puzzles" and her hair was barely in two pony tails.
I wore black boots with long black socks black ebony shorts and my hair tied half up and half down. Black glasses with intense black eye liner and a hoody imprinting "death". My bag hung over my shoulder obviously carrying many books and stationary.
Many mouths hung open as we dropped Aika off to her school and headed to ours. The school was infested with high school jocks; pampered makeup, obsessed, girls and nerds with no fashion sense.
Kyou and I sat on one of the benches in the school before school started. Everyone stared at us, as if trying to challenge us to fit in. We didn't care, we had never been accepted in school and it sure wasn't going to stop now.
The bell rang and we were on our way to our classroom. Room 9-3 was the class; we strolled to the classroom and everyone was still watching us intently. Still didn't care; it wasn't like we weren't used to it; we got stared at because of how we looked on the outside; but what about the inside? Couldn't they have judged from personality instead of appearance? Knowing these folks; they would only look at what you were wearing.
I dressed like this because I didn't want to be like those ugly Chihuahuas-the overly obsessed with makeup people- they dress like that because they think if they appear imperfectly on the outside; their personality reflects what other people see.
When we got there, everyone was still staring, we introduced ourselves.
"Yuki Sohma." I said in the dullest voice I had.
"Kyou Sohma." he said in an equally dull voice but this time he added 'the hair' (an over dramatic swoosh as he said his name.)
I didn't see any need in it; it would only get him more attention and- wait, I think I get it now; he wants a girlfriend. I sighed and rolled my eyes at how low he went to get one. None of these girls would satisfy his taste apart from the fact that he had pretty much swooned the girls in the class to death. Hearts beating rapidly; making girly screeching noises. Eww. Kyou smirked at the sight.
After we had introduced ourselves, we were assigned our seats. I was sat next to a guy with long brown rock star hair; a skull earring in his right ear and hazelnut eyes that dazzle me now but not back then. I wasn't attracted by this type; not back then.
"Hi," he said right after I sat down next to him. "I'm the class president Tohru Honda. I would like to give you and your brother a tour of the entire school at lunch time. Is that ok? Yuki?"
"Dude, tone down the fancy talk, you're not talking to a fancy shmancy Queen of England here. Just your average Japanese classmate but I can speak English so don't go Japanese on me! I can speak Japanese too!" I answered "I'd like that tour, lunch maybe?"
"Great see you at lunch!" Tohru replied
"Hey, Honda? Is this what you call, having friends?" I asked
"What? So you've never had friends before?"
"If you haven't already noticed, by the clothes and intense eyeliner, my brother and I are Goths!"
"Right, well i guess we could be friends, see you at lunch, Yuki!"
I looked over at Kyou and he started making kissy faces and mouthed: "Tohru and prez sitting in the tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
I promised myself I would kill him at lunch and gave him the finger.