The first half of the day was spent listening to introductions by stupid teachers for stupid classes. The interesting things happened around lunch, in computer class.
I was the first person to finish with my programming assignment, seeing as I was taking a class for seniors. The second person who was done walked over and sat beside me, smiling timidly.
"H-Hello," she stuttered. I looked over at her, mesmerized by her light green-brown eyes. They were such a beautiful color. I smiled back at her, my emerald eyes glimmering.
"Hi," I said silkily. She blushed slightly and averted her eyes.
"I-I'm Chihiro F-Fujisaki," she stuttered shyly. I giggled lightly, my crimson lips stretching over my teeth.
"I'm Celestine Greyson," I said, holding out a gloved hand. She shook it, but with such masculinity it was slightly frightening.
Oh, who am I kidding? This girl was a boy, and I knew it. Sixteen with no breasts? You're kidding, right? As if I couldn't figure it out!
"You make a pretty girl, for a boy," I mumbled to Chihiro. He choked in surprise, eyes wide.
"How did you know?" he asked. I smiled.
"We're around sixteen, and you have no bust. It's a dead giveaway," I replied smoothly. He smiled sweetly at me.
"You're good," he complimented. I smirked at him.
"You have no idea," I replied, thankful my wild eyes weren't too wild.
The next interesting thing happened during lunch itself. I was the first person in the cafeteria, and I took a seat at the table I had then claimed. I was a second year, so of course I could sit wherever I wanted. Naturally, I was reading a book while eating beef jerky, which I got shipped from England.
"This is my seat!" a gruff male voice shouted at me. I looked up at him, a sneer on my face.
"Go die in a hole, jerk face," I growled. This guy was very tall and muscular, with auburn hair shaped like a cone jutting out from his forehead. He reminded me of a manly unicorn.
"What did you just say to me, freak face?" he yelled, raising a fist to hit me.
"My name is Celestine Greyson, for your information," I replied calmly, getting to my feet so I could intimidate him.
Needless to say, I didn't work because I was a string bean who was only a head taller than Chihiro.
"M-Mondo. Y-You're scaring m-me," said the male I was just thinking about.
"Sorry, kid. This chick needs to be taught a lesson," the 'Mondo' man growled, glaring pointedly at me. His fist was sent flying at my face, and I caught it with no effort.
"I need to be taught a lesson? Why don't I teach you as well? Lesson one, never hit a lady or the consequences will be tenfold. Second lesson, I am no chick, I am a young woman of high status. Third lesson, never scare Chihiro again or I promise you won't see tomorrow," I said calmly, before growling the last part. My hand released his fist, and I sat back down in my seat. A group of 14, plus Mondo and Chihiro, sat hesitantly around the table. Chihiro sat beside me. In fact, he sat between Mondo and I. I turned to smile sweetly at the small boy.
"Chihiro, I'm sorry for frightening you," I stated mistily. He blushed and nodded quietly.
"I-It's okay," he mumbled, attempting to hide his quaking hands. I sighed and pulled the shaking lad into a hug.
"It's alright, Chihiro. It's over now. I won't fight with Mondo ever again. Just... Please don't be afraid of me," I whispered. Chihiro whimpered in my gentle hold, notifying me of the fact that he was crying.
"I'm not afraid of you. I'm afraid for you. I don't want you to get hurt," he replied in a surprisingly strong voice. I pulled myself away to touch my forehead gently to his.
"It's okay. I'll be fine," I soothed. He was definitely trying to hold in his sobs. I smiled softly at him.
"It's just that you're almost as small as me. I don't want a friend to be hurt," he whimpered. I took one of his hands in mine, placing it over my heart.
"Do you feel that? My heart is still beating. I'm here and I'm okay. Don't you worry about me, Chihiro. It's okay," I whispered. He nodded slightly, blushing darkly. I released his hand and placed my own over his heart.
"I'll always be right here. Even if I go mad, I'll always stay safe for you," I whispered. He nodded, not taking the madness part to heart. A tear ran down my face, dripping onto the sleeve of Chihiro's jacket.
If only he knew the undying truth behind my words. Murder brings madness, and I was bathing in blood that wasn't mine. I was destined for madness.
My thoughts were shattered by Mondo's words.
"Hey, I'm sorry Celestine," he said with a light blush dusting over his cheeks. I smiled gently.
"It's okay, Oowada. I was expecting to be hit, what with my snarky attitude," I replied. He sighed in relief.
"Thank goodness. I promise it won't happen again," he said. I giggled lightly, startling the entire table. All attention was directed at me.
"Did you just... laugh?" a tanned female with ginormous breasts asked. Her hair was pulled back into a bun that looked like a chocolate teardrop on her head. Her crystal blue eyes were wide. I nodded with a light blush over my cheeks.
"I hope you know I am human. It may not seem that way, but I promise I am," I replied. A buff girl with long white hair hummed to interject.
"That isn't possible. You're such a small girl, and yet you stopped Mondo's hand without any effort. Asahina was correct to believe you aren't human," she said in a gruff voice. I frowned.
"You do not believe me?" I asked lightly.
"I believe you, Celestine! My name is Ishimaru Kiyotaka!" a hall monitor shouted. His calls touched my hardened heart, but then they disappeared at the next words that were spoken.
"Sakura's correct. You can't be a normal human. You're hiding something," a male with spiky brown hair stated. Sweat trickled down the side of my face. My eyes were filled with shock and tears.
"S-Stop it! Can't you see you're hurting her?" Chihiro shouted. My head snapped up to stare in shock at the small boy. He was standing protectively in front of me. Mondo stood as well, glaring at everyone but Chihiro and I. Next was Ishimaru, the uptight hall monitor.
"You people are monsters. Chihiro, Mondo, Ishimaru, sit down. If they don't like me, it isn't my problem. I won't change for them," I stated authoritatively. My eyes were still showing just how much I was hurting, even if I didn't show it anywhere else.
"What right have you to speak about me that way?" a proper male voice hissed. I glared pointedly at him.
"Look here, rich kid. I can tell you're a snotty, spoiled brat who always gets what he wants. Let me tell you something. No one likes a guy who thinks everyone around him is dirt. Why else do you not have friends? Touko is the only person who likes you, and even then it's because she's sick in the head," I growled. My deft fingers slipped a scrap of paper into Chihiro's hand before I stood and stormed out of the cafeteria. I stumbled through the hallways, using the walls as support.
My feet brought me to my room, where I fell on my floor. Tears rolled endlessly down my face, the silence completely shattered by my ragged breathing. I pulled myself to the blurry bathroom, using my elbows, and made a grab for my insulin.
I didn't make it.
A knock sounded at my door. From my spot laying partially dead on the floor, I couldn't answer. The door opened. I was grateful for the unlocked state of the entrance.
"C-Celestine?" Chihiro called. I choked a "help" from the floor, unable to move my twitching muscles. My galaxy eyes were glistening with tears. Chihiro, Ishimaru, and Mondo appeared in the doorway, giving me hope. Mondo grabbed my body from the floor, cradling me with such gentleness it surprised me. My hand twitched in the direction of my insulin shot, mouth opening to gasp for air.
"Fujisaki, the insulin," Mondo stated. I gasped as the needle pierced my newly bare stomach. The strength slowly returned to me, my vision focused, and I could finally talk.
"Thank you," I whispered, slowly sitting up with the help of Mondo. Chihiro's eyes were filled with trauma, earning a choked sob from me. Ishimaru was smiling with relief at my living state.
"I'm so sorry!" I cried, pulling the smaller boy into my arms. My sobs were loud, and sounded more like whimpers than anything. Chihiro was crying too, and hugging me tightly back. Mondo and Ishimaru joined our hug, sniffling quietly.
I don't know how long we sat in the bathroom of room 10, crying our eyes out. We lost track of time in there. Next thing I knew, the four of us were cuddling together beneath the covers of my bed. The last thing I saw before I fell asleep was the time. 3:00 am. We were crying for a while, I guess. No matter, it was worth every moment to get closer to those three knuckleheads.