It's been a while hasn't it? Over a month since my last entry and almost just as long since i was last here. I've made several attempts to draw my char, but all have failed miserably.Though if you're curious of what i was going for click
here. So basically her, with mechanical limbs instead of the bug ones and different colored eye instead of the insect one. It should help give you guys a mental picture of my character when you read these.
Anyway here is another ks short for you folks
-enjoy.
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An unwanted visitor
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A sudden abrupt knock foils my attempt at an early slumber; I attempt to quiet the sound by placing a pillow over my head. This how ever proves futile since I can still hear the knock enough to still keep me awake.
I let out a frustrated sigh and sit up on the bed.
“Yes, who is it?”
There’s isn’t a response on the other side of the door, as the person continues to knock.
“If you don’t answer, then…Wait a minute.”
I stand up and walk towards the door. Grabbing the door knob, I give it a twist.
‘If it’s who I think it is then….’
I cut myself off in mid thought as I open the door.
As I swing the door open, I notice that my intruder of piece and quiet, is none other then Shizune.
‘How ironic.’
She looks up at me and flashes a few hand signs.
*Where you asleep?*
I try not to frown at the question. * No, I was just reading.*
The girl seems to know that I’m lying, but doesn’t make any notion towards it.
Shizune adjusts her glasses and looks up at me. *Good, because I need to talk to you about something.*
-Crack-
I bit my lower lip as I try not to scowl at her.
*What would that be?*
I sign while giving the girl a fake smile.
The girl drops her head for a few moments before responding. * I would like to apologize for my actions earlier today.*
‘Wait what? She’s apologizing?’
After swallowing her pride and admitting her wrong doing, Shizune holds out her hand and notions me to shake it, if I were to accept her apology.
I factor in my choices here; I could either accept her apology or shake her hand, hopefully ending what ever discrepancy she had with me. Or I could slam the door in her face and further exasperate the petty squabble that would continue.
If I were to shake her hand, I may come off as a push over, but it could also show that I don’t let the little matters bother me. But if I deny the offer to resolve the conflict, it would show that I stand my ground and not take crap from anyone. Though it could also back fire and make me look like a bitch.
Deciding to take the high road, I decide to put the matter behind me and shake Shizune’s hand. She seems a bit surprised by this action, probably thinking that I was going to not accept it and tell her to go away.
With the matter resolved, Shizune looks up at me with a slight smirk on her face.
*May I ask, what’s so funny?*
Shizune waves her hands a bit, in an attempt to reassure me that it’s not something to worry about, before finally giving me a reply.
*It’s nothing really, I just didn’t think you let this matter go so easily.*
*What are you getting at?*
*Nothing, I just didn’t think that you react the way you did, I’m impressed.*
‘I don’t know if Shizune is giving me a complement or mocking me.’
Deciding not to put much thought in the matter, I give the girl a nod and flash a few hand signs at her.
*Is there anything else?*
Shizune shakes her head and signs back. *No that’s it, I just wanted to apologize. I’ll see you tomorrow.*
And just like that, the girl turns and starts heading down the hallway, not giving me the opportunity to conversant with her further; which is a shame since I still had a few questions to ask her, one being why she called me ‘cow tits’.
With the invader of my solitude no longer preventing me from my slumber, I take a quick double take down each end of the hallway for any other possible annoyances and then close my door behind me.
This ended up being one of things that would have probably escalated into something bigger if it wasn’t resolved early. Though I am curious on how she found my room.
**
After shutting the door behind me, I plop down on my bed and attempt to sleep once more. It doesn’t happen; despite what position I lay in or if I’m covered or uncovered. Sleep refuses to come.
‘Great.’
Despite changing into something a bit cooler, sleep refuses to come. I even resort to writing my usual weekly report to the corporation. (This usually puts me to sleep, just thinking about it.) This time how ever it doesn’t, in fact the exact opposite. I’m more awake then ever, but with that worn out feeling that gives you little drive to do anything.
So I decide to pop in a movie and watch it till I fall a sleep.
**
A loud shriek jostles me from slumber, smashing the alarm in the process of turning it off.
Shaking off the feeling of fatigue, I grab a fresh change of clothes and head off to the bathroom.
**
As I enter the now foggy room, I slip past a group of giggling girls and head towards an empty stall.
**
After taking a hot shower, rather then the lukewarm ones I’ve been forced to take for the last few years. I dry off and exit the stall and then head towards the locker that holds my change of clothes.
**
As I head towards the lockers, the muffled disjointed sound of conversation starts to become clear.
“If you’re going to make such while accusations then…”
-Plop-
An unknown girl and I collide with one another. As she comes from around a corner. The girl is the first to step back and apologize.
“Sorry about that…” The unknown girl says as she looks up at me.
It’s then that I notice that she has short blond hair, with odd red eye pigmentation.
“No it’s alright, it’s my fault. I should have been….”
I cut my self off as I notice the mysterious girl intently staring at my chest.
“Uh hello”
“Holly shit, those things are HUGE!” The girl says, emphasizing the word ‘huge’. While holding out her hands out mocking the size.
‘Wait did she just say what I think she did?’
“Eh, excuse me?”
“I don’t mean to be rude, but damn.”
“NAOMI!” Another girl shouts as she charges towards us.
I notice that she has long brown hair, braided into two pig tails. Glancing down, I make note that she has two prostatic legs protruding from under neither her skirt.
‘Wait these two are in my class.’
“What they are, it’s not like I’m being…”
“Rude? Oh you’ve gone far beyond that.”
The pig tailed girl walks towards me and holds out her hand. “Sorry about that, my friend has a tendency to say or do things before thinking them over.”
I take her hand and give it a shake. “It’s quite alright, no harm done.”
The girl frowns and pulls away her hand.
‘Did I say something wrong?’
“No it’s not alright, you shouldn’t have to…”
“Jeez Molly, you don’t have to that far to apologize for my accounts.” The red eyed girl scoffs as she crosses her arms and leans on a near by locker.
The pig tailed girl frowns and turns towards the red eyed girl. “Well if you didn’t always do things like this, then I…”
Suddenly I feel a cool draft sweep in, reminding me that I’m still standing in just a towel.
I cut the girl off mid sentence. “Uh excuse me, but could we continue this conversation in a few moments after I’ve changed?”
The pig tailed girl blushes slightly. “S-sure.”
With an abrupt action, the pigtailed girl dashes off taking the red eyed girl with her; leaving me alone amongst the rows of lockers.
**
After the girl’s depart, I waist no time changing into my undergarments and then uniform. Despite it being crammed into a small locker, it still remains pressed and neat.
‘It must have something to do with the ridiculous amounts of starch they put in these things.’
I make a mental note to wash my other uniforms before wearing them.
**
Buttoning up by blouse and tying the bow to my uniform, I grab a brush from my locker and start running it through my hair. Just as I finish and fling my hair back, the pig tailed girl pokers her head out from one of the lockers on the corner. I give her a smile and she shyly approaches me.
“S-sorry about earlier, I didn’t m-mean to keep you from…”
The girl cuts herself off as I wave my hand in front of my face.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Still, I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted.” I say with a smile.
The girl smiles back and takes a few steps towards me. “I’m Molly by the way and the girl you met earlier. Is my friend Naomi.”
‘I thought as much.’
“Natsumi.” I say bowing to the girl. Molly quickly does the same, but stumbles back a bit as he almost gives herself whiplash from the sudden bow and upright motion.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Molly says as she regains her balance.
“Like wise.”
I attempt to continue the conversation, but stop as I notice Molly glancing at something, with an expression you’d expect to see on a kid who just got a new puppy.
The girl suddenly takes a small clump of my hair and starts funning her hand through it. “Molly what are you…”
I’m cut off as the girl looks up at me, still bearing the same expression as before. “You have pretty hair.”
Suddenly it occurs to me that I’ve herd these words before, though I can’t exactly recall when. As I try to remember an abrupt voice cuts off my train of thought.
“Hey, you alright?”
“Y-yeah I’m fine, why?”
“You’re crying.” Molly says pointing to me.
I touch my face and hold up my hand and see that my hand is damp with fresh tears. E-Excuse me, I-I got to go.”
Leaving the girl with a confused expression on her face, I grab the contents out of my locker and dash off to my room.
**
I grab the door knob to my room and swing the door open just enough for me to slip in and shut it behind me; placing my back to other side of it.
‘What was that all about?’
All of a sudden the previous time I herd that comment comes to me. The memory comes to me and I’m able to recall the event.
For some one reason or another, I’ve been knocked to the ground. A young boy, maybe 7 or 8 years old is standing before be. Smiling at me, reviling that he’s missing his two most front teeth. He then holds on his and I take it with my right hand; my real right hand.
“I don’t know why Taya did that, I think you have pretty hair.”
The boy smiles again. “I bet you’d look really cute if you grew it out.”
Suddenly the memory fades and I’m back to where I was when I recalled it. Hot tears continue to stream down my face, blurring my vision.
“H-how could I have forgotten?” I say with a high pitched voice, as I try to fight back the tears. My attempts are wasted as I collapse to the ground, cover my face with my hands, and begin to cry into them.
**
Time passes, I can’t recall how much at first; since I’m nowhere near a clock. Though it must have been a while, since now my hands and face are sticky from crying. I attempt to wipe it away, but only manage to smear what little remains of my eyeliner across my face.
I stand up and lurch towards a desk in my room. The pain from earlier has subsided, but it still feels like the water works could start at any minute. If something were to stir up the memory again.
‘I’d rather not go out while in this state, since I’d probably start crying again.’
It’s weird; I don’t know if I feel sad for the person in my vision or that I’m depressed because I forgot.
‘Maybe it’s a combination of the two.’
**
Some more time passes, glancing at my clock I notice that it’s still pretty early and that I have plenty of time to make it to class.
**
After rewashing my face and reapplying my make up and putting my contacts in, I gather my books and head off to class.
**
Despite the crowded hallway, I manage to make it to class with a few moments to spare.
‘I guess it helped that the hallway was so noisy and packed, that I could walk at a normal pace and not the quiet slow one that I’ve been using since I got here.’
**
As I enter the class room, I notice the oh so common glazed over empty expressions that occurs during ‘home room’. I turn towards my ‘temporary’ seat and notice that it’s empty, so I start to head towards it; though before I take a seat, I’m stopped by a certain pair of student counsel presidents.
Shizune takes a large step in front of Misha and glares at me, but then suddenly holds out her hand.
Suddenly the pink haired girl clears her throat. “I apologize for my actions yesterday, they where not someone befitting of someone of my position of this school. So I’d like to ask for you’re apology.”
The girl’s words come off friendly yet cold, as if she rehearsed them several times, but still wanted to add her own twist to them.
Just as the girl finishes Shizunes’s message, I notice that the class room have got eerily quiet, as if some thing just happened that they couldn’t believe.
‘Well I guess technically it just has.’
I take a quick glance around the room, and then turn back towards the two girls.
*I though we already settled this.*
*We did, but by doing this way it makes it official.* Shizune sighs, adjusting her glasses, and then returning her hand to its previous position.
I attempt to make sense of this, but give up and just shake the girl’s hand.
The class erupts with a mixture of laughs, cheers, and some undecipherable comments.
‘This wasn’t the reaction I was expecting, but then again if I had to make an educated guess. I’d say that Shizune doesn’t admit defeat easily.’
As the commotion dies down, we start to part way, but sudden shout of the pink devil stops us.
“So Sicchan, why did you call Natsumi cow…”
Misha’s question is cut off as Muto comes strolling into the room, with an annoyed look on his face.
“Why are you three standing here? Class has already started.”
The pink haired girl tries to say something, but is pulled to her seat by the silent student counsel president; leaving me standing alone in the front of the class.
“Uh miss…”
Muto grabs a clip board off his desk. “…Wakana, why haven’t you taken you’re seat.”
I turn to him and smile. “You haven’t given me one yet.”
“Oh well, you can just sit in the same place as before….The individual that was seated there before isn’t hear again today.” Muto says while scratching the back of his head.
Smiling I give the man a slight bow and take a seat in the back, next to the window. The hair band girl gives me a slight nod before returning her attention to what’s going on outside.
“There is no need to be so formal, Wakana. We’re not that strict here.”
“My apologies, I’ll work on that.”
“Well it’s not something you need to work on, just that it isn’t necessary.” The teacher says while tugging at his tie.
**
Classes go on as usual, though to my dismay none of them have a ‘group activity’ I kind of wanted a chance to talk to those two girls about what happened earlier today or at the very least clear up the matter some what. Aw well maybe tomorrow.
**
As the lunch bell rings, most of the students leap from there desks and make a break for the door. Demonstrating how a tube of tooth past works, as they all try to cram them selves through the doorway.
I take a quick scan around the room and notice only a few people remain. Most are either finishing up the assignment or are waiting for the room to clear out. As I scan the area, I notice Hanako reading some unknown book. She peaks up from her book and gives me a quick nod before returning to her reading.
Just as I rise up from my desk and start towards the door, I feel a hand place itself on my shoulder. Looking back, I notice that it’s Hisao.
He smiles at me and retracts his hand. “If you’ve waited this long, you might want to give it a few more minutes before heading into the hallway.”
“Thank you for the advice, Hisao.” I say with a warm smile.
The boy blushes instantly and nervously scratches the back of his head. “I-It nothing, I just thought you’d want to know.”
He’s kind of cute when he’s like this; it’s a shame that he’s seeing someone.
**
The two of us continue to condensate, while the hallway traffic depletes; eventually emptying completely. Seeing this I grab my lunch and turn to Hisao.
“I guess this is where we part ways, Hisao.”
“It doesn’t have to be.” The boy says with a smile.
“What do you mean?”
“You can eat lunch with us again.”
I smile at the response, which causes the boy to blush again. “Thank you for the offer, but I wouldn’t want to impose on you three.”
“It wouldn’t be a problem at all watch….Hanako.”
The shy girl peaks up from her book. “Y-yes?”
“You don’t mind if Natsumi has lunch with us again, do ya?”
“N-no not at all.”
Hisao turns to me and smile. “See what did I tell ya?”
‘Ok he’s got me there, but what about Lilly?’
Suddenly Lilly appears in the doorway, holding her cane in her left hand, she taps on the door frame to get our attention. “Hisao, Hanako, you ready to go?”
“Y-Yeah.” Hanako says while she closes her book and walks towards Lilly holding a small box lunch in her hands.
“I’m ready, but can I ask you something?”
“Sure what is it?” Lilly says as she steps into the class room.
“Do you mind if Natsumi has lunch with us today?”
“Mind? Why would I mind?”
“I didn’t think you would, I just thought I’d ask to see if its ok…err I mean.”
Lilly giggles. “It’s ok Hisao, you don’t have to change you vocabulary around me.”
The boy laughs nervously a bit before turning back to me. “What did I tell you?”
“So you did, now if you’d be so kind.” I say holding out my hand.
Hisao instantly grabs it and starts heading towards the door. “That not what I meant, Hisao. I was asking if you’d lead the way.”
The boys face turns redder then most tomatoes I’ve seen. He instantly retracts his hand and takes a few steps back. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to…”
I smile at him, which causes Hisao to cut himself off. “It’s alright Hisao, no harm done.”
It’s then that I notice that the two girls are giving us some weird looks. I make an attempt to correct the situation, but Hisao steps in and resolves the situation himself.
“Slight misunderstanding, shall we?”
The two girl nod and step into the hallway, while Hisao and I follow them out.
**
Our venture to the tea room is awkwardly silence, except for the light tapping of Lilly’s cane and my left leg the trip is completely void of any interaction.
**
Even as we enter the tea room, no one had anything to say. It’s not till Lilly asks what kind of tea we’d like that anything is said at all.
I’m the first to say anything, breaking the odd silence that has fallen on this group.
“I’ll have some black tea, if you have any.”
“Of course.” Lilly says fiddling with small metal boxes.
“M-Me too.” The shy girl manages to force out.
“I’ll have the same.” Hisao says while folding his hands together.
“Oh my, everyone wants the same thing.”
**
With the ‘tea agreement’ the awkward silence from earlier has been dissolved. I had no idea such a small misunderstanding could lead something like this.
I add this to the numerous mental notes of what to do and what not to do here.
**
Lunch passes by fairly quickly and end kind of sneaks up on us as we conversant with one another. As the 5 minute warning bell rings, we gather up our things and assist in the clean up, then head out into the hallway.
**
The voyage to our classrooms seems to go by a lot faster the trip down here did.
‘Probably do to the fact that we aren’t still in that awkward mode from earlier.’
**
Reaching Lilly’s class room first we exchange out good byes and part ways, arriving to class a few moments before the final bell.
**
Class goes by fairly quick and the ends almost abruptly as the teacher slams him book and notions towards the door a few moments before the final bell.
I wish I could say that school was over for the day, but I still have one class left….gym.
[To be continued]
I enjoy your use of the background students from 3-3.