InsaneJournal

Who: Reizo, Misaki
What: Talk about awkward
Where: Roof of the school
When: Gym, as Miskai's skipping gym once again
Why: Because Misaki made an error in judgement.



Misaki was standing on the roof looking out over at the feild that lay below. She wondered at times if anyone noticed that she was skipping her gym class. Then figured probably not. The cool breeze fanned her hair as she sighed. Her fingers clasped behind her back and she wanted more then anything to not feel this sick feeling in her stomache. It felt like she had drunk bad milk and she really didn't like it. Running her hands though her hair she took a run and jumped onto the fence climbing up to the top to peer over it.

"Such a far drop," she muttered and looked down at the ground again. She knew that anyone coming up here would probably yell at her, not to mention the fact that they might see up her skirt. Misaki didn't care, honestly people did it all the time on the train and the bus, she just ignored it. "Wonder what would happen if I fell? Would they miss me at all?"

She rested her head on the cold metal and slipped one foot loose to have some fun. It was excting to her. One slip...she could tumble either way. Down from the top and to the ground breaking her neck, head, spine...god knew what else on the crash. Misaki wondered if people would freak out. If they did would they say something about how sad it was that such a nice girl died.

Nice girl....no one knew her honestly. No one ever asked, they just assumed, and she didn't mind it. When people looked at her, paid attention to her, they did so so they could get stuff from her. She had to do that, they needed her for something. Most people it was for the food, others was for how she looked as they wanted a cute idol like friend with them. She sighed some, did they really care? Probably not...that's why she wanted someone to actually care about her. To love her, not for what she could give them, need her for her and not for what she made for them.

That was why she liked Shirai...it was funny, out of the guys in her class he was one of the few, other then Toru, that didn't look at her like she was some sort of prize to have. Sure they wanted cute girlfriends, but after a while they got bored with her. She never put up a fight and guys over time got tired of it. After all most got what they wanted from her then left. Shirai was...different. He didn't want anything from her, he never acted like he was interested, and yet...she wante him to be. Why was it? She hated the idea of wanting him to notice her this badly, because she was sure that he noticed other girls over her. Then there was the fact that he thought she was looking at his ...junk.

He had a nice body, she wouldn't deny that, but she never stared at parts of him. If she did she looked at his face. A hot blush came over her cheeks. The time that his face was that close to her's the fact that he...she had wanted to kiss him...wanted...

"Nooo!" she yelled and tried to catch her breath! She had to get the note to meet her up there out of his shoe locker. Had to forget about all of it. If she didn't...then....she'd get jealous...and she didn't want to...but...

Misaki gripped the fence and hit the top with her small fist. "Stupid, stupid..."