Snippet #2641968

Kyouseke let out a long breath, almost like resurfacing for air. He scratched the back of his head while pondering the bad luck he'd had so far in the day. As he brought the cup to his lips to take in the last bit of drink, he heard the sound of footsteps stop abruptly next to him. He opened one of his eyes to see what was going on.

It was the tall girl from before.

She bent over slightly to get more on his eye level while he was sitting down. "Hmm, you okay? She didn't slap you again, did she?" She ask, a little too sweetly. She straighten herself up while crossing her arms behind her back.

Kyouseke stood up, slightly surprising Rin doing so. He thought about what happened seconds before with the vending machine; the feeling of drowning in a sea of words and energy. In most ways, it was more shocking than the slap.

He began to walk away before stopping at the trash can. He paused as he opened it. "Yah, I guess she did," he said plainly. He began to walk towards the classroom. In the distance behind him, he heard a girl call out for Rin.

"Come on, we're going to be late!" One said.

"Why were you talking to him?" A second girl said, a bit condescendingly.

"I don't know, he's kinda looks like the rebel type," a third said provocatively. Kyouseke just assumed it was sarcasm. At least he hoped.

They really run their mouths.

He walked into the classroom just as the bell rang.