A different point of view - del 42 |
Kap 42
Airi:
Irma pulled me to the washing room. She went straight and stood in front of the mirror.
“What were you gonna do?” She asked me.
I put my bag on the table and started looking for a small kit inside, I digged my hands inside to look for it until I found it.
“Ah, found it!” I said, at the same time taking it out.
“Grab a chair and just be still” I said, while looking through my makeup kit.
She pulled one chair which stood somewhere in the corner, and sat as still as possible. I glanced at her and she looked pretty eager.
“What are you doing?” She asked again and again, she was all too eager.
First I took out some light shades of eye shadow which would suit her and went to stand in front of her.
“Wait!” She said, putting her hands in front of her.
“Common’ Irma!” I said
“Won’t it look to weird?” She said hesitantly.
“Of course not! I found perfect ones which will look natural on you!” I tried to reassure her.
“Ok…” Irma gave in.
I lifted her head up a little bit to be able to apply the eye shadow. After putting the eye shadow I went for the mascara.
“Look up” I said
Obviously she lifted her whole head. I laughed at that, all the new beginners always lift their head. She looked at me probably thinking what the hell she did wrong now.
“I meant with the eyes” I said.
“Oh...” Then she fixed her head as the same posture as before and looked up.
I started applying the mascara on her until it was on enough. Then I put a little bit of lip-gloss to add some shine on her lips.
“Makeup…Check!” I said.
I took my hairpins and fixed her hair, I lifted a little bit of one side on the other, so she looked a bit elegant. Then I started with her school uniform.
I took away her tie and replaced it with a bow which most typical girls would wear. Then I rolled up her sleeves up to her elbow and rolled up her skirt a little bit above the knees.
“Done!” I said proud of myself.
She looked at herself in the mirror and gasped. She started to examine herself really closely, she turned around sometimes.
“I…I look pretty!” She said.
I shook my head, “Not pretty…beautiful! Gorgeous!” I corrected.
“Let’s go back before we start, I wanna see the boys’ faces” I said, I took her hand and started going back. I grabbed my bag too.
“I’m nervous…think if they find out and make fun of me?” She said insecure
“Baby…their system will not go that far to mock you…you’d already sting them with your beauty!” I said.
She smiled at that.
Now we stood outside of the door, she was nervous. “Breath in and then out” I told her, she did. And I opened the door, we stepped in and both Jerre and Izumi looked at our way.
Jerre looked at her and got a bit surprised, he then stood up and went to greet us.
“Wow Irma…you look so…feminine” He said.
She looked down and thanked him.
While they both were talking, I glanced at Izumi. And to my big surprise, Izumi kept on staring at her. He was sitting on the side of the window, and kept on staring at her.
Then he seemed to notice that I saw him and he closed his eyes and opened them again.
“I truly dislike people when they are insecure” He said, both Irma and Jerre looked at his way.
He stood up then and went towards us.
“What?” Irma said
“You look pretty hideous” He said
“Izumi!” Jerre said to him.
“No it’s ok…” Irma said.
Irma then turned back and dashed out. I glanced at Izumi whom looked out of the window while Jerre told him off.
I got so irritated, that I went straight to Izumi and slapped him on the head.
“Idiot! Don’t you understand that you suck at giving compliments?” I exclaimed.
Jerre looked at me then, disbelieved, “You think that’s a compliment?” He said.
I ignored him, “Izumi…I’ve known you for a long time. Go and explain better” I sighed.
Izumi then looked down and closed his eyes, “So annoying”
he then went out of the room to follow her.
I was about to follow him till Jerre stopped me, “What compliment?” He said, worked up.
I grabbed his hand and took him with me.
“You’ll understand soon enough.” I said grinning at the same time.
We were sneaking upon them, although I bet Izumi could smell us. He didn’t seem to mind, he knew exactly were she had gone. They were up on the rooftop. We stood behind the door having a bit of the door open, open enough for us to hear.
What I could see Irma got startled by seeing Izumi, she looked back down again.
“What? Are you here to tell me again how ugly I am?” She demanded.
He went directly and sat down on the floor, he rested his right arm on his right leg which was lifted up a bit. “Amusing” He said
She looked behind at him, “What’s so funny?” She said.
“How women usually demand the truth when they actually want to hear the lie” He said.
She frowned.
I really wanted to slap the shit out of Izumi, which only lead me to sigh.
He really can’t say his feelings can him? I thought, almost giving up.
He sighed, “Look…”
“I’m tired of you Izumi! Always acting so stupid…” She went straight to him and tugged at his collar and punched him.
FREEDOM! YESS!!! I thought, very happily.
Finally, someone took the first move to slap the shit out of that guy. Jerre seemed to see how happy I was.
“Creepy…” He said.
“I bet you’d change side if you knew how bad Izumi is” I replied.
We then shifted our attention to them.
Izumi seemed already loosened up which pissed Irma more and she punched him again. She actually punched him several times until she got tired and let him go. He then chuckled and she looked at him again.
“Lost some distress?” He asked.
She kept on staring at him, “Why?”
It looked like he was about to say something but then closed his mouth again. She then didn’t have the patience to wait anymore and started walking towards the door. That was when Jerre and I were thinking of a hiding plan – nobody would want to beaten up by Irma. Izumi then stood up and brushed the dust of his shoulders.
“My, my, you really are a bear”
She then turned around and warned him of beating him up again.
He sighed, “Women are tricky huh? Such demands…”
My shoulders fell. He won’t be going anywhere would he? He truly sucks.
She then turned around again and started walking.
“What I mean is…” He then started.
Everyone looked at him, wondering what he would say. He isn’t the type to explain but who knows he might be explaining now?
Irma stopped then, and waited for him to talk.
“It’s not that you look hideous with makeup and feminine things, because, you are a lady…” He seemed to struggle with his words. He isn’t the type to say such lovey-dovey words.
She then turned around looking at him in wonder.
“Yes?” She said
Izumi hunched down to his knees and started fiddling with a rock with his left hand. And with his right hand resting on the neck.
“You don’t need to be forced to be someone you aren’t, just to please someone. If he really likes you, he should like you by whom you are,” He said.
If I could rely on my eyes, it seemed like he turned red.
“And you are a un-lady after all.” He ended it, making it sound evil again.
Which actually failed, I giggled at that.
“I see what you mean” Jerre said smiling.
Irma stood there as if she didn’t know where to go, or what to believe. She just stood there stunned and looked at him.
Then the bell rang and everyone had to go and continue with his or her damned school life.
Jerre and I took of first, both of us eager to know what they were thinking about.
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| Kommentarer - (Snittbetyg: 5) | blackgirl - 21 apr 10 - 23:22- Betyg:  | Yes äntligen någon som slår skiten ur izumi =) evil smile
Men han kan ändå vara snäll på sitt sätt...
Men är det så att izumi gillar irma? ^^ |
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