-lunch break-
Rena POV
I think I'll just sit here and have my bento.
I'm just to lazy to go to the library today, since I have no duty today.
I'm one of the library committee member. Wonder why Jurina-San kept staring at me, something weird on my face?
'Er.... Jurina-san? Is there something wrong with my face?' I ask
'Eh...eh..ehhhh....... Errr, there isn't !' She stuttered.
'umm. then What's wrong? Is there something on my face then? '
'No, no, there's nothing on your face, I am just wondering why is your face so pretty.. like an angel. Sorry, (*blush*) it is so pretty till I can't help it but to stare at it.' she smile .
I can't help it but blush like a tomato.She is so cute when she smiles.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a bunch of students came towards our direction.
Ignoring me as usual, they started their conversations with Jurina-san.
'Jurina-sama, why did you transfer here? '
'is it because of your parents job?'
'Where did you live?'
'You look so cool'
'Can I have your number?'
All the students seems to be interested in her.
I won't be surprise, she is pretty and handsome, at the same time, she is friendly.
I sat at my place (filled with interest as those are the questions that have been bothering me too) and listen to what she said.
'I used to live here when I was young, and now I came back alone to find my first love.' Jurina answered.
'Living alone? That's so cool!'
'Can I have your number?' A girl asked.
'Oh, I don't have a phone yet. I'm sorry maybe later when I have one, ok? ' she say it with a smile.
That smile that makes everyone melt.
'Kya! Gosh you are cool!' The girl said.
Jurina Pov
I lied.
I'm used to all this situation ,
people back in LA also crowded around me and asked me a bunch of questions.
Some of the girls asked for my number too back in LA, I gave it to them.
After that they kept texting me.
I have rejected a lot of girls too, but I sometimes wonder why they are still all over me even after I rejected them.
So this time, I'm not giving anyone my phone number , maybe someone special (looked toward Rena direction, a bitter smile appear on my face)
'Ahh, it seems that Rena doesn't remember me, have she forgotten about me?' I murmured
I know i broke my promise for I had promised to come back last year but I did not.
I knew that I should have came back last year as promised.
But something happen.
'What did you just say ?' A girl asked me.
'Eh?! Is nothing' I smile.
Did I just say it out loud? Gosh, I hope no one hears me.
I have think of way to get close to her.
Rena Pov
I heard she said my name.
Nah. Why would she say my name?
I must have misheard it.
Without realizing it, I started staring at her.
She is the total opposite of me.
I mean, look at her.
she is cool, and pretty at the same time.
She said that she lives alone now, she must be lonely living all by herself.
Wait.. what's wrong with me, why am I so interested in her?!
I'm sure that this is just my curiosity towards a new student.
Our eyes met and I quickly take my eyes off her
Jurina POV
Was she staring at me just now?
Or is it just my own imagination?
But our eyes met.
I'll ask her whether we can walk back home together after school.
I want to know if she is still the same as before or did she change.
Either way I just want to get close to her.
-School ends-
'Rena-chan! Can we walk home together?' I ask her.
Rena POV
Rena-chan? And Why would the popular Jurina-San want to go home with me?
'Ummm..... O..k..ayy' I answer her
I can't possibly reject her when she show me her puppy eyes can I?
She smile to me. gosh!She is just too cute.
'Rena-chan? Why are you blushing? Are you shy?' She asked
Before I can defend myself, a bunch of girls came toward to our direction .
'Jurina-sama! Let's go to the karaoke together!' A girl asked.
'Today I can't ! Cause I something to do. Maybe next time girls!' Jurina rejected them.
'Awww.....it's okay. Maybe next time then.' The girls sigh with a disappointed look.
'You girls go ahead and enjoy yourselves! ' Jurina say it with a smile.
The girls walk out of the class room leaving me and Jurina alone.
The classroom became silent, so I decided to break the ice,
'Did you remember you have something to do? You can go ahead first.' I told her.
'Ehhh. You didn't want to walk home with me?' She asked
'I want....(blushed) But .... Did..ddn't... You... say you have something to do? I over heard you when you rejected them.' I'm confused.
Jurina POV
She is so cute when she blush. It makes me wants to tease her.
I stare at her.
'Ummm, so you are paying attention to me?' I smirked
'.....' She blush, even more. She is just very cute.
'I do have something to do.' I said
'So we are not going home together then....? ' she look down to her hand and I saw her disappointed face.
'We are!' I smile
'The thing that I wanted to do is........ To walk home together with you.' I smile again
'.......' She look up to me and blush terribly.
'Can I ask you a question, Jurina-san?' She calm herself down and asked.
'Just call me Jurina, since I'm younger than you. Yes, you may!' I put up a big smile on my face.
'Younger? What do you mean? isn't both of us the same age?' She look confused.
'Oh! I didn't tell anyone about this. I'm two years younger than you, cause I skip 2 grades when I was younger. Please don't tell anyone about it! I just wanna let you know only!' I put my index finger on my lips and show the sign of secret and I winked to her.
Rena POV
Oh my gosh! She's making me melt!
I can feel my heart thumping faster and faster. Adrenaline was rushing throughout my body.
Oh gosh, please, dear heartbeat, I am begging you to slow down, please.
I shouldn't be reacting this way for her, but why am I?
And Secret? Between she and me? And she is younger than me??!!
She skipped 2 years, she must be very smart. What else is special about her? I wanted to know her more, she is so mysterious.
My face is blushing like burning red tomato with all these questions in my head.
'Okayyyyy.....' I try to look away so that she won't see me blushing.
'Haha, Rena-chan you are so cute. Let's go home shall we?' She asked.
I nodded.
(To be continue)
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