@kuro and rndm: lol. I might have been too evil, always hindering Gaki-san's progress at driving... But I've gone through almost the same thing Ai-chan has here
, if not worse, and I'm still alive and kicking... So I guess we'll just have to see.
And surprise! I've decided to write out another short fic. I'm not too sure if the girls are in character or not but I wanted to try out this pairing.
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TomodachiHaruka heaved a big sigh. She glanced up at the clock mounted at the front of the classroom and heaved another sigh as she noted the time. It was still a bit early for lunch; they still had one more subject to go.
“Okay, everyone take out your text books and turn to page 8.” The teacher announced enthusiastically, before turning to the board to jot down something.
She stared at the teacher with an unreadable look, then reached into her bag and pulled out her textbook for the class, Japanese lit.
“Ano…” Haruka looked up from her seat, turning her head to the side where the small female voice came from. The girl smiled sheepishly as she waved a short hello. It hadn’t been long since the start of the semester so Haruka wasn’t really familiar with her classmates yet, though she could vaguely recall the girl’s name being mentioned during their seating arrangement. Satou something.
“I forgot my text book, so can I look on with you?” Satou asked.
Haruka nodded. “Sure.”
What was the harm to sharing? Who knows, maybe she could find a friend by the end of the class, God knows she needed one. It wasn’t that Haruka was purposely isolating herself or anything of the sorts. It’s just that it was a new school, she was still adjusting to high school life and there was no one from her previous school she could talk to. In other words she was basically alone in her new life as a high school student.
“Thank you very much!” The girl beamed.
Satou stood up, pushed her table beside Haruka’s and pulled her chair along with her. Satisfied with her arrangement the bubby girl held up her thumb and grinned at Haruka. Haruka raised a brow at this but chose not to say anything. She opened her book, page 8, she mentally recalled, and situated the book in between them.
Haruka nearly jumped as she felt a weight on her side and an arm going around her shoulder. She glanced beside her. Satou was practically gluing herself to the shorter girl’s side, grinning broadly as if she had won the lottery.
“Um…” too close.
“Isn’t this great? It’s like reading a book when we were in kindergarten!”
Haruka grimaced and leaned slightly away, trying to put breathing space between them. Much to her chagrin whatever she did Satou would quickly respond by closing the gap between them. Had the girl no sense for personal space? Haruka thought. She glanced back up the clock and sighed.
It was going to be a long lecture.
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“Thank you very much. You saved me there.”
Haruka shook her head. “It was nothing.”
“My name is Satou Masaki. Everyone calls me Maa-chan.” Masaki made a small curtsy, suddenly giggling after she had done the act. “I always wanted to do that.”
“Hm..” Haruka was too busy fixing her things to notice what the bubbly girl had done. Not wanting to look too aloof she nodded her head in hopes that Masaki wouldn’t notice and think badly of her. Though if the girl would walk away from their, what was quickly becoming a one-sided, conversation Haruka wouldn’t mind. She was still recovering from the much-too-close contact she had earlier with the girl. Honestly it was like having a koala stuck to your side. A giant, talkative koala. It wasn’t really bad, just slightly uncomfortable and awkward.
“You know, Maa-chan had wanted to talk to you for a while now, but I didn’t have the opportunity to. So I’m sorry.” Again Haruka hummed.
“Let’s be friends, Duu!” Masaki brightly cheered.
Haruka turned her head to the side, wondering if this Duu-person was her seatmate. Finding no one there she turned to her front, then to her back, before returning her gaze to the smiling Masaki beside her.
“Huh?” she asked bewildered, pointing her right index finger to herself.
Masaki enthusiastically nodded her head. Before Haruka could respond Masaki grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her up. Haruka managed to catch herself before her knees collided with the table next to her seat. She stared wide eyed at the girl, her body going rigid from the sudden action. Before she could do or say anything she felt herself being dragged by her arm as Masaki started to make a run for the hallway.
“As a sign of our friendship let me treat you to a juice!” Masaki brightly called over her shoulder.
“Wait! What did you just- gah!”
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Can anybody guess where I got this from? Hint: it's from an anime.