Mixed Relations: Chapter 2
A/N: I wrote againnn! (Because I'm a goodie goodie.) ;3
I have to admit, writing as a bubbly guy was easy. The chapter after this is probably going to be hard though I'm working on it now. Please bear with me the slight delay on the next one.
This chapter shows a different POV. Although it isn't Yama-chan yet, I bet all of you guys would have known who it is after that cliffhanger from the first chapter. I'm writing as him because he's been bugging my sleeps lately. (Oh that blonde-ness.)
Yosh! Let's get back to the story~
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PREFACE 2
My name is Yaotome Hikaru. My friends call me Hika-chan, and girls call me Yaotome-kun. It’s a bit formal, but for some reason it gives me confidence! I am a 3rd year high school student and is everyone’s friend. I don’t have any siblings but I love kids so much they make me feel like I’m a woman!
I’m not a very good model student due to the fact that I’m most of the time tardy, and sleeping in math class is my forte.
Although I’ve never really had interest to those who confess to me, I think that girls are easy to like.
It’s ironic, isn't it? I guess I've never really met that girl yet?
But there is this one girl...
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TWO
Her hands were soft.
They were really, really soft.
I slapped myself to finally gain back consciousness from my trance. The girl that bumped into me (hard) this morning was so cute.
She was so cute.
She was really cute.
“Hika-chan?” a girl next to me tapped my shoulder, “Anou..I just wanted to ask about the homework yesterday.”
When I finally got to process what she just said, I remembered about the homework I spent all night doing.
Yosh! I finally did something other students didn’t do! Sensei would be so proud this time!
I reached for my bag and searched for my homework.
It wasn’t there.
I retraced my steps from when I entered the classroom.
“AH!” I screamed, putting both hands on my cheeks.
Everyone turned silent except for the girls (who apparently were whispering to each other, “kawaii!”).
I ran out of the room and immediately looked for that mysterious girl I bumped into today. The warmth of her hands made me want to know where she was more.
Classrooms were noisy and everyone was doing their best to do their work. I ran whilst looking at every single window to try to get a glimpse of her (oh, so very perfect and angelic) face.
Oh my God I think I’m crazy.
As I ran, a sudden gush of nostalgia came to me.
“Anou…class 3-C.”
“AH!” I almost screamed again.
My feet echoed as I ran to the mathematics room.
When I finally arrived in front of the door, I suddenly got nervous as to what and how I should ask if she had my homework. Also, I didn’t know her name, so how should I ask if I could excuse her?
I clutched my fists hard, thinking of what type of action I should take.
Yosh. Here it goes.
I knocked at the door and heard the silence as Inoo-sensei stopped talking.
“Come in.” I then heard him say.
I opened the door slowly and stared at the unfamiliar faces of the class.
“Anou..” I trembled, searching for the fair maiden who apparently has the key to my successful future.
Okay that was a little too much.
“Hika-chan?” I heard a familiar voice say.
Oh thank goodness, it was Yama-chan.
“Yokatta! You’re here! I’m looking for the girl I bumped into this morning! I think she has my homework and I think this is her class since it was time for her math!” I continued to panic as I turned, “Sensei, can I get my homework?”
Everyone stared at me as if I was a deranged animal.
“KAWAII!” the girls flailed.
Eh?
“Which girl?” Yama-chan finally broke the awkwardness.
“Oh!” I said, recalling her appearance, “I don’t think she’s here, but she is short, fair and has neutral length hair! She’s really cute!”
My words were fast and came out wrong. It was so embarrassing.
“Eh?” I heard another familiar voice say, “This is yours?”
A short girl sitting upfront stood up from her seat and turned to face me at the back. Her figure was so petite, her hair was like a waterfall; shiny and fell straight on to her shoulders. I only noticed it now, why didn't I see it this morning?
She smiled and handed me my notebook, eyes sparkling and lips still curved into that smile.
Cho kawaii..
When I received it, I held on to my homework and felt blood rush up to my face. The sudden feeling made me uneasy and nervous.
Why am I acting this way?
When she finally tilted her head and crunched her eyebrows with a matching pout from her mouth, as if she was telling me that I am totally freaking her out right now, I regained consciousness.
I bowed repeatedly.
“A-arigato!” I exclaimed, “Honto ni Arigato!”
She smiled wider and bowed in return.
“Is that all Yaotome-kun?” a calm yet serious voice crept behind me, “My class will continue if yes.”
Inoo sensei ushered me on my way back to the door.
I slid the door close and held my notebook onto my chest.
Blood rushing to my cheeks again.
Why is my heart beating really fast?
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A/N: Oh my Gosh, it's short. Oh well! I hope you guys liked it though. Next chapter will be up soon, I promise! :3
Comments-u Onegaishimasu~ <3
I have to admit, writing as a bubbly guy was easy. The chapter after this is probably going to be hard though I'm working on it now. Please bear with me the slight delay on the next one.
This chapter shows a different POV. Although it isn't Yama-chan yet, I bet all of you guys would have known who it is after that cliffhanger from the first chapter. I'm writing as him because he's been bugging my sleeps lately. (Oh that blonde-ness.)
Yosh! Let's get back to the story~
--
PREFACE 2
My name is Yaotome Hikaru. My friends call me Hika-chan, and girls call me Yaotome-kun. It’s a bit formal, but for some reason it gives me confidence! I am a 3rd year high school student and is everyone’s friend. I don’t have any siblings but I love kids so much they make me feel like I’m a woman!
I’m not a very good model student due to the fact that I’m most of the time tardy, and sleeping in math class is my forte.
Although I’ve never really had interest to those who confess to me, I think that girls are easy to like.
It’s ironic, isn't it? I guess I've never really met that girl yet?
But there is this one girl...
--
TWO
Her hands were soft.
They were really, really soft.
I slapped myself to finally gain back consciousness from my trance. The girl that bumped into me (hard) this morning was so cute.
She was so cute.
She was really cute.
“Hika-chan?” a girl next to me tapped my shoulder, “Anou..I just wanted to ask about the homework yesterday.”
When I finally got to process what she just said, I remembered about the homework I spent all night doing.
Yosh! I finally did something other students didn’t do! Sensei would be so proud this time!
I reached for my bag and searched for my homework.
It wasn’t there.
I retraced my steps from when I entered the classroom.
“AH!” I screamed, putting both hands on my cheeks.
Everyone turned silent except for the girls (who apparently were whispering to each other, “kawaii!”).
I ran out of the room and immediately looked for that mysterious girl I bumped into today. The warmth of her hands made me want to know where she was more.
Classrooms were noisy and everyone was doing their best to do their work. I ran whilst looking at every single window to try to get a glimpse of her (oh, so very perfect and angelic) face.
Oh my God I think I’m crazy.
As I ran, a sudden gush of nostalgia came to me.
“Anou…class 3-C.”
“AH!” I almost screamed again.
My feet echoed as I ran to the mathematics room.
When I finally arrived in front of the door, I suddenly got nervous as to what and how I should ask if she had my homework. Also, I didn’t know her name, so how should I ask if I could excuse her?
I clutched my fists hard, thinking of what type of action I should take.
Yosh. Here it goes.
I knocked at the door and heard the silence as Inoo-sensei stopped talking.
“Come in.” I then heard him say.
I opened the door slowly and stared at the unfamiliar faces of the class.
“Anou..” I trembled, searching for the fair maiden who apparently has the key to my successful future.
Okay that was a little too much.
“Hika-chan?” I heard a familiar voice say.
Oh thank goodness, it was Yama-chan.
“Yokatta! You’re here! I’m looking for the girl I bumped into this morning! I think she has my homework and I think this is her class since it was time for her math!” I continued to panic as I turned, “Sensei, can I get my homework?”
Everyone stared at me as if I was a deranged animal.
“KAWAII!” the girls flailed.
Eh?
“Which girl?” Yama-chan finally broke the awkwardness.
“Oh!” I said, recalling her appearance, “I don’t think she’s here, but she is short, fair and has neutral length hair! She’s really cute!”
My words were fast and came out wrong. It was so embarrassing.
“Eh?” I heard another familiar voice say, “This is yours?”
A short girl sitting upfront stood up from her seat and turned to face me at the back. Her figure was so petite, her hair was like a waterfall; shiny and fell straight on to her shoulders. I only noticed it now, why didn't I see it this morning?
She smiled and handed me my notebook, eyes sparkling and lips still curved into that smile.
Cho kawaii..
When I received it, I held on to my homework and felt blood rush up to my face. The sudden feeling made me uneasy and nervous.
Why am I acting this way?
When she finally tilted her head and crunched her eyebrows with a matching pout from her mouth, as if she was telling me that I am totally freaking her out right now, I regained consciousness.
I bowed repeatedly.
“A-arigato!” I exclaimed, “Honto ni Arigato!”
She smiled wider and bowed in return.
“Is that all Yaotome-kun?” a calm yet serious voice crept behind me, “My class will continue if yes.”
Inoo sensei ushered me on my way back to the door.
I slid the door close and held my notebook onto my chest.
Blood rushing to my cheeks again.
Why is my heart beating really fast?
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A/N: Oh my Gosh, it's short. Oh well! I hope you guys liked it though. Next chapter will be up soon, I promise! :3
Comments-u Onegaishimasu~ <3