Half way to Interesting

When 16 year old Avah is sent across the globe to live with her estranged father in a foreign land she honestly wasn't expecting much, but when she caught the eye of a mystery boy on the train she had no idea her life was about to become, to say the least, very interesting.


21. Chapter 20

If I could I would just stay planted at the top of the stairs for the rest of the school year, or even for the day but that’s not possible. Once I calmed down I was kind of anticipating one of the guys to come after me, maybe even Yamato to explain it to me. Why he did that… I need to know. After I collected myself and took a few breaths and I headed back to the class. Standing at the door to my class room I could hear the voices of my classmates chattering amongst themselves, and soon a booming voice rising amongst them all “Quiet down!! Damn I need a smoke!!”
“It’ll cut seven minutes off your life. I’ll make sure to say a very prolific and endearing eulogy at your funeral. ‘He was a very sarcastic and rude man. He always liked to neglect his job. But he was well liked amongst the student body, especially the female students. With that being said he was a very sketchy man.’ How does that sound?!”

I proclaimed while walking into the class and headed to my seat. The class quieted down and everyone turned to look at me, Yamato placed his feet on the ground and stared at me with a smile on his face and nodded in agreement to what I said. I assume he didn’t get my underlining sarcasm that he could basically be a predator to the female body, and that I would make a mockery of him at his own funeral. For a smart guy he’s really stupid…..

“As much as I would love that, and that that is the truth in some faint way. But I would have to deny that eulogy. I am in no way a predator to the female body, even though there is a fan club for me, and I don’t want to be made a fool of at my own funeral. Give me some credit Avah. I’m not THAT much of a bad guy.”

So maybe he’s not a total idiot. How shocking, but I’d have to rebut the predator part, cause I swear that he could be. He might be as bad as Kia, and that’s saying a lot. Maybe notorious host club guys?! Well I mean they do kind of have that look to them, but no I couldn’t see it….. Maybe… Possibly….. Okay I could totally see it. 

“Who could you see as a host club guy?! And Avah I’m appalled that you would think that I, a college graduate who graduated TOP of his class, would be an idiot and a predator. But are you still kicking out the kinks of that thought to speech process of yours?”

My eyes shot up to look at Yamato, looking wide eyed at him he just had this amusing look on his face. I scanned the class and half were on the verge of laughing and the other half looked shocked and perplexed. Rei, Kia, and Roxy were hunched over the desk and clutching their stomachs. I did it again. I give up. 

The rest of the day went by in a flash, and before I knew it I was standing outside of the science room where Yamato always is after school. My feet were planted at the edge of the door, my hand was hovering over the latch. I need to know. I need to get him to answer me. I took a deep breath and opened the door and exhaled. And there he was sitting on the window ledge twirling a cigarette between his fingers and the lighter placed in his other hand. Before he even had time to say anything the words slipped out between my lips before I could catch myself or put what I wanted to ask in order.

“Was it you who kissed me?!”

His eyes grew wide, and cigarette dropped from his fingers, and his lighter made a *CLICK* sound as it fell to the floor. His lips were moving but no sound escaped from his mouth, he got up from where he was sat and made his way over to me and reached behind me. I flinched a bit cause the motion seemed like he was gonna wrap his arm around me, but he was just closing the door which I unintentionally left open and blurted out my question. After looking out in the hall to make sure no one was there, he closed the door and sat in a chair in front of me. He took a minute to collect himself and then opened his mouth a second time.

“First off what are you talking about Avah?”

“During the Halloween party when the lights went out someone came up to me and kissed me, and when he was pulling away I scratched him on his arm and left scratch marks. Which you have on the same arm that I scratched, and the guy had stubble, and he tasted like mint gum. Which you said in class that you’ve been chewing to try and kick smoking. So let me rephrase and ask you again. Why did you kiss me?!”

He kept quite while I talked and seemed like he was really listening to me. When I finished he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, he made his way back over to the window ledge and picked up his cigarette and lighter, placing the cigarette between his lips he flicked his lighter and a bright flame emerged from the base. Lighting it he inhaled the toxic smoke and blew it out right after. So much for quitting. 

“While everything you said seems practical and possible, but it wasn’t me. I know what you’re thinking, but it honestly wasn’t me. For one: I was outside when the lights went out and trying to keep everyone calm. Two: you’re a student, while you may think in that twisted little mind of yours, I wouldn’t attack or prey on any of my female students.”

Sure everything he said could also be possible, but something was just missing…

“But what about the scratches?! They’re on the same arm and red!! Explain that!!!”

I demanded and stamped my foot like a spoiled girl who didn’t get her way but demands that she does. After taking another puff from his smoke, he sighed and turned to me. His cheeks were a bit flushed and he rubbed the tip of his nose while avoiding eye contact. Is he embarrassed?! 

“About that… I didn’t actually have food poisoning. I went out with some friends of Friday night and met some girls and…. I went home with one….. GEESH WHY AM I TELLING A STUDENT THIS?!?! But you get it don’t you.”

I just stared at him, I couldn’t believe it. Apparently me not saying anything or acknowledge him must have meant that I might not have understood so he went on to finish his sentence. “I had a female companion…” OH MY GOSH!!! I understood what he was saying before I didn’t need for him to finish it. I rushed over to him and shoved my hands in his face.

“OKAY OKAY OKAY I GOT IT!!! I got it before I was just shocked you didn’t need to say that. But I was so sure it was you and I got really upset cause I trust you, and I thought you betrayed my trust and did that to tease me or make fun of me. But if it wasn’t you who did it then?! Who kissed me?!?” 

“Well as much as I appreciate the thought that you might have thought I had done that, but I am upset that you thought I actually would do something so hideous. Have you tried Rei or Kia, you know those two love to tease you.”

Slumping into the chair I banged my head on the table and sighed. Guessing he took that as a no, hearing his foot steps make their way over to me I felt his presence right behind me and soon a big hand was placed upon my head. “You’ll figure it out soon, you always do.” After saying sorry for thinking it was him I made my way out of the room and was walking down the hall to head home. I was mulling over my thoughts and a mental checklist of everything, and then I recalled something Yamato said just as I was leaving the room; “Oh yeah as for the gum, one of the guys gave it to me. I can’t recall which one though. So there’s that.” So now I have to add that to the list. I was walking past one of the rooms when I heard a huge clash, making my way back to the room I heard a voice that I knew. Peaking through the crack in the door the person inside was removing his shirt and on his arm where three scratches down his arm, his slick hair became askew. I couldn’t believe it, but the sign above the door made it unmistakable. Sliding to the floor I looked towards the sign and just sighed and placed my head in my hands.

“It was HIM!?”

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