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A different point of view - del 28

Kap 28

Airi:

The first thought in the morning was rather do something than sulk around. Therefore, I called Irma and made plans for going somewhere out and having a girls’ day out.
Here I was walking with Irma through some malls and then we went straight to the break-dance court.
We stood there looking at people dancing, or at least trying too. They really were beginners compared to Kaname and Jerre.
Jerre…I thought sadly.
I glanced at Irma, it hurt to look at her, knowing that she likes me now but if she knew I was a blood-sucking monster then she’d hate me.
Just as Jerre does thought.
Oh well, “flowers before boys!” I thought, trying to encourage myself. And it failed which made me look more stupid than ever.
“I can’t even stand looking at these beginners!” Irma said aloud, wanting them to hear.
They exchanged some bad glances at us, and then started packing up to leave.
Seems like they took what Irma said to heart, but they forgot there radio player.
I was about to go to them, until Irma grabbed my wrist and stopped me.
“It’s there own fault for forgetting it” She said.
“But we could at lea-“I could feel someone else bump onto me.
I could feel my balance loosen, and I fell right on Irma. It was like a ladder, but Irma had a strong grip and just…stood there.
I looked at her, “Hey, aren’t you like…super strong?”
“Nahh…I’m just average, you in the other hand, is too weak”
“Humph!” I looked away, and I could see such clear pink color in front of my eyes.
I took a step behind to get a better look, and then I noticed, it was a girl with pink hair! I looked down at her and she looked very cute.
“I’m sorry!” She said, her voice was high pitched and she looked cute and little. But I could guess that she was older than she looked.
“No problem” I said.
I could then feel that she looked at me for a long time. I felt how my sweat was running and I was a bit hyperactive than usual.
“Ho! Ho! Ho! Isn’t it hot here!?” Was everything I could pop out.
“You’re different from everyone else, right?” She said, right to the point.
I could feel my whole blood turn cold and my head spinning.
What’s with this girl!!!!!! I was literally screaming in my head.
“W-w-what a-a-are you t-talking about? He he he” I said, stumbling at my words.
“The more you open your mouth, the more I notice that you celebrate Halloween a lot” She said and winked with her left eye.
I glanced fast at Irma, she was concentrating on something else. So I looked back at that mysterious pink girl, I took hold of her shoulders and pushed her to one side where only we two could talk.
“Look here, punk, whatever theory you’ve got on me…keep it a secret” I tried to reassure her not to tell anyone.
“That means I’m right about the unusual part,” She said with a grin on her face.
“M-m-might is” I replied.
Then I could hear the next track on the radio player starting to play. I didn’t know why but my whole body stopped, listening to the first tunes of the melody.
Suddenly I glanced at Irma and that pink haired girl. We all looked at each other and went straight to the break-dancing court. We stood like a triangle, Irma was in front of us, I, and the pink haired girl stood at each of our own sides.
Then when the actual song started, we just let our bodies move. But the strangest part was that our bodies were synchronizing with each other. It felt like we had been rehearsing for years.
I noticed that more and more people started to gather around to look at us dance. It felt refreshing to dance, and the shocking thing was that I never knew that I could dance.
I never knew that Irma could dance either, I looked at her then. She looked like a pro.
Suddenly, we all were moving our places. I stood on the front while Irma and the pink haired girl stood at the sides. It felt like I had forgotten something important for a long time and suddenly regain it all. No, it didn’t feel like I had regained them all, it felt out of place.
I could then see something in front of me, it was hazy and white and black. I couldn’t see that much, only that there were three girls whom where warming up for dancing. One of them looked to be around seventeen, while the other two looked to be eleven. They three were very good at dancing though, everything looked perfect.
Until I could feel, something pricks my finger. I looked at it and I could see a tiny bit of blood oozing out of my thumb.
Nothing special, must have been when I was moving around freely, I laughed to myself.
Then the music stopped and we had too.
I glanced at Irma, she looked stunned and so did the pink haired girl. I looked at them with a question mark written on my face. Then they started walking towards each other.
“…Shami…?” Irma asked.
It seemed like Irma knew this…Shami I thought.
“…Irma?” Shami replied.
And, vice-versa, I thought again.
Then they both hugged each other as if they hadn’t seen each other for a long time.
“It was long time ago!” Shami said.
I sighed, Feels like my gut this time is always right, I thought.
Shami then looked at me, “Airi?” She said.
I winced when she said my name. How did she know it?
“Umm…Yeah? How did you know?” I asked.
“She looks exactly as that girl, but isn’t” Irma said.
“…oh…” Shami replied.
But the looks Shami gave me. It felt like she wasn’t going to let this go. Not at least about the “Halloween” topic, I sighed, this is going to be so great.
But who exactly is that girl, and how did Irma and Shami get to know each other?
I was confused, but I thought of letting it slip for now.
School tomorrow, I groaned.
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blackgirl - 15 apr 10 - 21:57- Betyg:
Hihi! Jag gillar när airi blir så förvirrad
De är extremt kul x)
Men airi o jerre måste bli kompisar snart!!

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