~Mai~
“That jerk I can’t believe he slapped me in the back of the head.” Aki mumbled as we walked to our class.
“It’s just trying to get you to be a little nicer Aki, besides can’t you tell that he only argues with you because he likes you.” I smiled. I could see it in his face when he teased her.
“Right like any boy would like me.” She looked away. I sighed.
“Mai!” What? I looked over my shoulder and saw Takumi.
“Takumi?!” What’s he doing?
“I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to go in first, you know into the building first, I wouldn’t let you two go in first.” He smiled, I felt my face get a little warm. He is so sweet.
“Umm…thank you Takumi.” I said quietly.
“Don’t you have Gym right now?” Aki leaned on me.
“Yea I know.” He said coolly.
“That means you should get going before your late to class.” She said annoyed.
“And I’m emo so why would I be to class on time.” He smirked, I bit my lip. My god why doesn’t he have a girlfriend?
“Just get going before I kick you to your next class.” Aki said as she glared.
“Fine, fine I’m going, I’ll see you guys in art.” He waved and walked away.
“Never mind both of them are jerks.” She turned and I followed her to class, glancing back once or twice to see Takumi walking towards the locker rooms.
~Haru~
“Why the hell did you just hit me?” I glared at Aki. She had a hard hit.
“I already told you why.” I smirked. Not really, but I just wanted to see her get mad.
“You can be such a jerk sometimes you know that?” Her nose wrinkled up and her forehead was scrunched. She was too funny.
“But you love me anyways.” I smiled. As soon as I did that, I knew I would get punished, and I did, with yet another punch.
“I didn’t do anything this time.” I complained. Suddenly I felt a tug on my hair and Mai said to go in. I agreed and ran off to the locker rooms and changed quick. TK trudged in and changed. Not like he really had to, he ended up in all black again anyway.
“Did Aki say something about Mai having to go into the building first?” He suddenly asked.
“Yeah, that’s why I hit her, she can get nasty without really meaning to sometimes.” I said. He sprang up and ran out of the locker room.
“Ok then.” I sat there and waited until he came back.
“Where did you go?” I asked. We walked to the gym and started to divide up into teams.
“I just went and told the girls that the race was between you and me so I’m going in first.” He explained. Good, I’m not going in first… We both somehow got on to the same team. It was fun, and near the end, we were winning by a landslide, so we started getting a little ridiculous. I whipped the ball at him as hard as I could.
“Catch it you idiot!” It hit the floor and he kicked it up towards my face, I grabbed it and threw it towards the goal from more than halfway across the gym. Everyone laughed and we ended up winning anyway, then we all headed back to the locker room. I changed and TK picked something up from the bottom of the locker. It was black eye liner.
“I forgot this was in here.” He said smiling.
“It’s been in there forever, and it sure as hell isn’t mine.” I said tossing my gym clothes into the locker
“Well obviously, unless you stole it from your little sister.”
“Ha ha ha very funny, did you need help getting it down from the container in hot topic short stuff?” I said picking on his height.
“Well of course not. Did you need help finding pants that fit?” Trying to tell me I’m anorexic huh, well he’s one to talk…
“Hypocrite, are you colorphobic since all you ever wear is black?”
“Absolutely! How did you figure it out?” He started to redo the eyeliner since a good amount of it had come off during gym.
“It’s funny how you wear that stuff. No one sees it unless you look up at them.” Another short joke.
“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted some too!” He stood up on the bench and before I knew it, he had drawn all over my face with that black junk.
“Seriously?” I pushed him back away from me and I rushed over to one of the sinks. I splashed water on my face and dried it off, but it was still there, a few more times didn’t help, there were dark lines everywhere. “IT’S NOT COMING OFF! DAMN IT! HOW DO YOU GET IT OFF?!” I yelled at TK. The other guys in the locker room just laughed.
“I’m not telling. Oh, look! I have black nail polish in here too. So that’s where it went.” He said happily.
“That’s been in there for a while too, but it was on the top shelf so you wouldn’t have known Shorty.” I stabbed him with another short joke, surprised he wasn’t getting angry with me.
“Haha! Maybe I should paint your nails too. Would you like that?” I saw him carefully start on his other eye, so I ‘accidentally’ bumped his arm, making a long, dark streak across his face.
“Oops, did I do that?” I said sarcastically. He shrugged, licked his finger, wiped it away with ease, and continued.
“That’s how you do it!” I licked my hand and rubbed my face frantically.
“Well you could have used my washcloth with some water, but whatever floats your boat.” TK said.
“But water wasn’t working before Mr. I’m-a-makeup-junkie!” I smiled at him.
“That’s because you need a cloth or a paper towel idiot.” He capped the liner and stuck it in his pocket.
“How am I supposed to know idiot? I’m not the one who wears the stuff!” I pointed out.
“Well you do now!” He retorted.
“Like I need to know, I don’t need to wear it to look attractive.” I smirked.
“Please, you can’t fit your ass into skinny jeans.” He laughed.
“I actually enjoy being able to feel my lower half dude.” I laughed and he grinned.
“How about thigh shirts, and maybe some black lipstick? You might not want to fall asleep first at my house tonight.” He said as he looked at me mischievously.
“I’ll make a note of that.” I smiled.
