"Don't tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results."
Saya stared down at the pink flyer held in her hands. A frown had marred her face as the letters popped up at her in bright, flourescent colors. She could literally feel the shine burning her eyes as she continued to stare at the paper, the glitter falling from the glued on letters and sticking to her skin. She didn't like glitter, or things that were hard to get off in general, and tossed the paper into a nearby trash can. She had forgotten the month; it was February. The one month that the Day Class students were allowed to give chocolates to the ones they desired. She let out a sigh, watching as the breeze blew the trees and tossled her hair.
She tucked a piece behind her ear as she surveyed the area. Classes would be ending soon for the Day Class students and the Night Class would be exiting their dorms around the same time. Why did Valentines Day have to be so close? Last year, one of the girls from the Day Class had managed to trip and fall, scraping her legs fairly bad and caused a few of the Night Class students to assist her. Saya hadn't been too happy about that when one of the Night Class students tried to bite the poor girl. She glanced back at the doors to Cross Academy. A smile forced its way onto her lips as she watched the sunlight dance across the building. Although Valentines Day was a dreaded holiday for her, she knew that her sister, Amaya, would love it. With that thought in mind, Saya began her rounds for the day.
It wasn't long before the bell echoed through the silence, cutting through it like a hot knife would butter. She smiled as her job was just about to begin. Watching with a content smile, Saya stared at the Day Class students as they began to pour out of their classrooms, chatting animatedly to each other about their homework or other frivolous things. She waved to a few of them, earning a wave in return while others simply shuddered in 'Prefect Takagi's' presence. She chuckled lightly at the nickname the students had given her. She wasn't exactly the nicest prefect, but there was reason behind that. If she were not strict with the students, most of them would have ended up a vampire themself or worse...dead. She shook the thought from her head and pressed forward, ignoring the comments she could vaguely pick up.
"Yeah, I heard prefect Takagi..."
"No way really? But prefect Takagi..."
She could hear the snipits of conversation, and they all seemed to be about her. Whether she would be there to help them or fend off some unwanted attention, the topics would never be the same. She found herself smiling a bit as it was a bit annoying. Maybe I should actually attempt to make chocolates for everyone this time. After all, it is my last year...I should leave on a good note, Saya thought as she walked along. She wasn't exactly a sentimental person, but she didn't do anything last year...or the year before. Although that didn't stop some of the Day Class students to give her chocolates even though she tried her best to kindly reject them.
There were whispers about her and Toru though as the Night Class male had given her a box that she happily took. They didn't seem to understand that Toru was just a friend of hers, nothing more. She had to smile at the thought though because Toru had always been there for her in a way. He helped her with her rounds when Ekaterina was not around and it was something she was grateful for. Not only did it provide a sense of relief, but most of the vampires wouldn't dare speak back to the pure-blood. He was one of the oldest, next to Sacrilegious of course. They respected him in a sense. She shivered as a cold breeze shifted through the wind, carrying subtle whispers and promises of an interesting day as the twilight horizon signaled the end of the Day Class. The Night Class would be making it's way to the building now, just as the Day students were returning to their dormitories.
I decided, I will make those chocolates this year. Hm, I wonder what kind of chocolates Innes likes? I can always ask Ekaterina about her favorites along with Amaya. I wonder what type Takeru...no, no he probably won't be here tomorrow. Maybe I'll find a way to make blood flavored ones for Toru and Sacred, she thought as she chuckled lightly at the last thought. She was so engrossed with her thoughts that she failed to see someone up in front, and found her body colliding with said person. With an 'Omph,' Saya found herself jolted out of her skin as she regained her composure. Had it been anyone else, they would have fallen on their bottoms and probably scraped something. She straightened out her uniform before dusting off the imaginary dust. She took in a soft breath before speaking to the person whom she had bumped into.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention," she apologized as she turned to look at the person she ran into.