Tokyo Girls [Del 5] |
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Kap 5
Miharu
Gary gave me those puppy eyes, which looked really cute on him. I had second thoughts but closed my eyes and shook my head.
“No is a no!” I said determined, “Now go away before my dad finds you lingering around here!” I said, shooing him away.
Gary remained silent, stood up, and went outside from the door but before he stepped out, I took hold of his shirt. Gary spun around and held his gaze into mine with his eyebrows down, “What?” he asked.
“If you go down, my dad will see you! Better get out from…” I said, looking around for escaping places and spotted my window, “Out from there!” I said, pointing.
Gary suppressed a smile and went towards it, he examined the window then looked back at me, “How do I open it?” he asked.
“Open the hook!” I said, holding my gaze on the metal hook on the window.
Gary took hold of it and clicked it open, and then he turned around, gave a faint smile, and jumped off. I ran towards the window and gasped, looking down to see if he was injured, I didn’t find him anywhere. Well, he is a thief so he should be okay…
I went downstairs for dinner. It was chicken with rice and a weird yet nice sauce added to it. Everyone sat down on the table, and quiet, which was awkward for a moment.
“Uhmm…so how was everyone’s day at school?” my dad said in a hyperactive tone.
“Annoying…” I replied dully.
“Mine was weird! This weird guy, with the same name as you dad, came to me and started talking. Saying like I was interesting and ditching the other girls…” Asuka babbled on.
My father frowned, “Guys these days…” he mumbled, “You should keep yourself away from them,” he said with his fork high up in the air.
“Believe me, I should’ve long time ago…” a familiar voice said as the outside door opened and closed.
“Mom!” Yama said in delight.
The familiar Japanese featured woman stepped inside the kitchen; she took off her big black jacket and had a dark blue, long shirt on. She kissed everyone on the forehead except dad. Dad cleared his throat before talking, “So what are you doing here…Sakura?” he said in an awkward tone.
Mom’s eyebrows rose, “Maybe I wanted to check on my kids?” she said pouting her lips outwards, “Nahh…I was just stocking them up with a few things…for their needs since a guy can’t do that” she said, “I’ll be going…and if that creature does anything weird, call me and I’ll come and whoop his ass” she said and left.
My father started to breathe normally, “See what I mean?” he said in exhausting tone.
My dinner was finished so I went upstairs, getting ready for going to bed. We, at our place eat very late, around nine – ten o’clock since my dad wants to cook good food.
I went up, changed to my black pajama, and took out white linen and after brushing my teeth; I went straight to my room, closing the door.
Lying down in the bed made me always chilly but afterwards it became warm. However, this time it was already warm. I changed sides of sleeping and in front of me; I could feel someone breathing on me. My eyes widened and I was about to scream until someone put his hand in front of my mouth to prevent me from screaming.
“Take it easy” Gary said calmly.
I wanted to curse the hell out of him but first I had to take it easy. I closed my eyes and breathed in and out – which was hard when someone’s hand is covering your mouth- but after a few seconds I managed to calm down.
Gary took his hand away, “Sorry…but it’s very cold outside…just for tonight?” he said.
I narrowed my eyes at him and couldn’t actually see a lie in his eyes. He was really freezing, “Just for today…” I whispered.
I could see Gary’s lips curl up into a smile, “Thanks”
I turned around and tried to sleep but feeling his legs being tangled up with mine was really hard and on top of that his breathing brushing on my neck. Therefore, I stood up and went outside, closing my room door. I went to sleep in Asuka’s room instead, by bringing a mattress.
Ichigo
Sitting in the library and studying was a new way for me now, since I didn’t want to meet up with that scary guy. Whenever in the classroom he always sits next to me and always looks at me, which was quiet freaky.
Our homeroom teacher came to me and told me to follow him. I followed suit up to his office and there sat the scary guy on a couch. Our homeroom teacher went through his messy desk, took out a piece of paper, and handed it towards me.
It was a biology test from yesterday. It wasn’t my sheet since I got very good results, this one had just one point out of hundred. I frowned, “Why, am I looking at this?” I asked.
The homeroom teacher looked at the scary guy, “Because…Rolf here didn’t pass the test. And since you got full marks, you are to tutor him” he said.
The scary guy frowned, “It isn’t Rolf…” he mumbled, but apparently the teacher didn’t hear.
“But…why me?” I asked
“You are the only one whom got it,” he said in a disapproval tone.
I looked back at the scary guy and he smiled back at me. I frowned, “When should I start?” I asked.
“Now?” he suggested.
Sighing, we went together to the library. He took the seat next to me while I took out the biology books.
“Alright…do you know the basics?” I asked, looking at him.
But my eyes went down to what he was wearing. His school uniform was not his uniform any longer. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his trails of marks of sore skin. His button was half-open with his tie just hanging, basically, he was dressed like a punk.
The scary guy tilted his head, “My face is up here,” he said, pointing at his face.
I frowned, “I know that…” I muttered.
“Then what were you looking at?”
I met up to meet is gaze; it was something different with him. He looked so scary but his voice was so tender, he was very calm.
I shook my head to get these thoughts out of my head, “Anyways…do you know the basics of biology?” I asked.
The scary guys lips curled up into a faint smile, “Well…I haven’t studied ever in my life…,” he mumbled.
There was something weird with him, actually, weird with all the guys here so I am not surprised.
“Let’s start from the beginning then. We’ve got one month left for the makeup tests so it’s cool,” I said, planning.
“I’ll study in one condition…” he said.
“What?!” I said in disbelief, “You have to study anyways!” I said.
The scary guy frowned, which made him look much scarier, “I don’t care about that shit” he said, “However…” he trailed off looking at me.
My eyebrows rose, “However?”
“I’ll study with all my might…if you go on a date with me,” he said, smiling grimly.
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