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Sunlight drifted through the small, fingerprint smudged window, waking me up from the weird dream I was havingーit contained pirates and spacemen. Moaning softly, I opened one green eye to check the time. The clock read 7:39 in small red light; the numbers were slightly blurry, my eyes still heavy with sleep. My sleepy eyes drifted to the ceiling, which had random mold splotches from some leaks caused by the massive rain storm that had happened the night before. Arms stretched over my head, I squeezed my green orbs shut with a yawn. With another long and exaggerated sigh, I sat up in my twin sized bed. I slung my legs over the side of the bed as my fingers wrung through my messy red hair, and lazily stood up.
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My name is Aoi Kita, I was orphaned at the age of 10 after both of my parents died in a car accident. A truck struck them head on, or so I was told. My only other living relative was my dying, old grandmother, Misaki Usui. She took me in under her wrinkly old wing until she finally got fed up with me and left for a retirement home. When I entered into the first year of high school, she had a heart attack and passed away. Her lawyer said that she left me with everything, including her house and money, which wasn't much.
My grandma's lawyer and I had decided to sell the house for my "education's" sake, and buy a small apartment close to the school. I didn't get much from selling it, the house was over 50-years-old and falling apart. It was an upgrade though, I went from falling through floorboards in a big house to tripping over rugs in a small apartment.
I'm now 16-years-old, and a second year student in a high school that used to be an all-boys school, Seika High School. To be able to have extra money and pay for my tuition, I work a part-time job that is too shameful that not even my best friendーif I even had oneーknows about it.
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After rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I saw the black outline of something lying on the floor next to my bed. I ignored it as I started towards the petite kitchen in my oversized t-shirt, Eye of the Tiger was written in hipster-like words across the chest and one black sock hung loosely on my right foot. I stalked through the kitchen door half asleep; my eyes kept drifting off into the distance. The next thing I knew, my face was met with wood as I hit the floor. "Hisss," I heard the pitter patter of my cat's paws as he ran away as his high pitched cry echoed off the walls.
Damn cat!
Sighing into the ground, I rolled over onto my back and slowly stood up. There was a pounding sensation in my head from where it had hit the ground, so I took a few pills of Excedrin hoping the pain would subside before I got to school. After a few minutes of groaning and massaging my temples, I ate a bowl of stale cereal and got dressed for school. I wore a stupid uniform compiled of a brown plaid skirt with a white button-up, paired with a red bow tie and a green overcoat. I looked like one of those schoolgirls you'd see in an anime.
I trudged down the sidewalk, my black leather school bag slung over my shoulder as I fidgeted with my skirt. It was uncomfortably short and I could feel wind in places that wind shouldn't be. My long red hair cascaded down to the middle of my back from the loose ponytail it hung from, which swung slightly as I walked. Although my apartment isn't the best, it was pretty close to Seika High. And by "pretty close", I mean really close. The building was about a block or two away from the dreaded place.
Nearing the school, I noticed that nobody was at the front gates, which were shut and most likely locked. Panicking, my breath started to quicken as I dashed towards it. Running with full force, I pushed the rusty gate, making my wrists hurt like hell. "Damn it! You little piece of shit!" I yelled at the gate with anger as I pounded on it with balled up fists.
I will not be late to class again, if I am, then I'll be kicked out like the principal had threatened!
In hearing a rustle in the trees, my ears perked up as my green eyes darted towards the noise. Is someone up there? I asked myself as a baffled look crossed my face. "Pft, Aoi. Nobody can cli-," My voice cut short as a lightbulb lit up in my mind. A smirk spread across my lips as I tossed my bag over the gate, fingers wrapped around a cool pole of the rusty gate as I took in a breath of air before I began to scale the barrier that kept me out of the school's grounds.
Leaping off the top of the gate, I landed like Spider-Man with a goofy grin plastered to my face (if you don't know who that is, then that's just sad). As I stood up, something dropped behind me, forcing my head to turn as my ears perked like a curious dog. A guy with orange hair had dropped his school bag as his reddish eyes stared at me with a slight pinkness to his cheeks. I absently stared back at him, until I realized why he was staring at me like an idiot.
He saw my...
"Shit," I muttered under my breath as I looked to the ground to hide my beet-red face. "Damn pervert!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I threw my bag at him before running into the school.
The door of class 2-A slid open with a high pitched shriek, I walked in empty handed as a sighed of relief escaped my lips. Only a few other students were sitting in their seats, meaning that class hadn't started yet. Slowly, I lumbered to my seatーwhich was in the back, right next to the windowーand plopped down with a grunt. "Stupid pervert," I mumbled, remembering what had just happened as I laid my head down on my arms trying to hide my embarrassment, and soon fell asleep.
I woke up to the two annoying voices of Tohru, who transferred a few weeks ago, and her friend Satomiーa blonde haired freak of nature who wore too much makeup (kind of like a clown in the circus). "Yeah, they're all coming here," Tohru giggled. Who's she taking about, I wondered as I unintentionally eavesdropped. Satomi had a surprised look on her face as she looked at Tohru, "and they're all coming here... for you"? Tohru nodded as I sat up to listen in on the conversation better when the bell rang signifying the start of class.
Damn it, saved by the bell.
Ms. Kagomi walked in as the ring of the bell echoed throughout the school building. The young woman was a new teacher; we were her first class since she graduated from college. She was pretty young, maybe about 25 or 26-years-old. She had brown eyes and short curly brown hair, which had tints of grey most likely caused by stress from this class. As everyone lumbered to their seats, Ms. Kagomi cleared her throat. "Excuse me class, but I have two new students that will be joining us from now on. They have just transferred to our school today, so be nice," she announced politely as she eyed me like I was the only person who caused trouble, before walking over to the door and sliding it open for the new students.
The first person to walk in was a guy with black hair and purple eyes. He was very handsome and tall, but he had a strange vibe radiating from him; it sent a cold chill up my spine. He strutted in with his head held up high as he kept a nice posture. All of the girls "Ooo'd" over the boy, some even seemed to have hearts exploding from their eyes. I reclined in my chair, a bored look spread over my face as I began to space out.
The next person to walk in made me gag. Literally. It's the damn pervert! Why the hell is he here?!? I though as I sent him the death glare, one could almost see the electric waves that were crashing into carrot-head's chest. Ms. Kagomi closed the door after the two boys walked in, then returned to the board; her boring brown eyes were glued on me, giving me the Don't-Do-It-Aoi look.
The handsome guy introduced himself first with a polite bow. "Hello! My name is Yuki Sohma. It would bring me great pleasure to be your classmate. Please take good care of me," he was making goggly eyes at Tohru the whole time he spoke, which made me want to jump out the window and stab myself in the eyes with the shattered glass. I glanced between the two, who were obviously into each other, before continuing my death glare on the pervert who was apparently about to say something. "Hey... I'm Kyo Sohma," he said before making eye contact with my deathly green orbs of poison. His eyes twitched before he quickly looked away, a slight redness to his cheeks.
"Please take a seat, you two. There is an opening next to Ms. Honda," she said pointing towards Tohru, "and an opening next to Ms. Kita," she continued as she gestured towards me, my face fell. Yuki rushed over to Tohru's side, who was smiling stupidly from eat-to-ear, and quickly sat down. He had a satisfied look on his pretty-boy face as Tohru stared at him. Tohru's little groupie, Satomi, was fangirling over Yuki from her seat right behind the boy.
My attention was brought back to carrot-head, who was currently still leaning against the board. "Mr. Sohma, please go sit down. I need to start class now," Ms. Kagomi pointed her index finger towards me with a sweet smile, a hint of irritation in the woman's voice. Kyo complied, not wanting the teacher to snap. His head hung low, allowing his scruffy orange hair to fall in front of his red eyes, while his hands were shoved deep into his pockets.
"Damn pervert," I muttered into my arm as Kyo trudged up to the seat beside me and sat down with little expression.