- Chapter Two -
Urgh... People!
Mornings. Always Mornings. I hate Mornings... AND RANKA ISNT HELPING EITHER!!! "If you want me to get an education so badly... Then get the work brought home... If not... LET ME GET SOME SLEEP!" I scowl. I am not a morning person. 'Mornings...' I think, all energy lost. "F-fine then, I guess I'll just phone the Zuka club to look after Haruhi..." "I'm up!" I say, bolting upright. "Jeez, after three years, I've finally found a way to wake you up without you biting my head off!" Ranka laughs. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!" I yell. Ranka starts to rub the back of her neck nervously. "Um, well neither is the fact that you only have fifteen minuets until school starts..." "WHAT!?" I rapidly jump out of bed and sped out of the apartment... God I hope Haruhi hasn't been molested yet!
~ Time Skip ~
"Okay everyone, today we have a new honour student." The sensei says, "this is Chioye Fujioka. Please treat her nicely." I enter the classroom. "Hello, I am Chioye Fujioka, I am in your hands." I say with a bow. Straightening from my bow I lock eyes with a shocked Haruhi. I've got a lot to explain. "Okay Miss Fujioka please take a seat behind Mr Fujioka." Huh? I assume they mean Haruhi. Well she is in a male's uniform. Hmmmmm, I'll ask her later.
Maths with Mr Frozenburg, or as I like to call him, Mr Frozenburger. He can't teach maths to save his life. I start drawing instead, the work is way too easy. "MISS FUJIOKA!" He snapped causing me to slowly lift my head giving him a 'yeh?' look. "Right, since you think you are oh so much better than this class, answer this. Be warned, I will put in a word with the headmaster about your behaviour." He he, time to shine. -9 squared. "81" I say. "I'm afraid you are wrong Miss Fujioka." Burger smirked. "Oh no." Haruhi groans knowing that I was right. "The answer is actually -81." Says another girl in the class. I laugh loudly. "No, if the answer was to be -81 then the sum would have to be: -(9) squared." I say, mater-of-factly. Burger looked dumbstruck. I laughed once more and walked out of class.
Skipping the rest of the day, I go to the host club to confront Haruhi about why she is in a boys uniform. We can't even afford the girls uniform! There must be something she's hiding from me... Oh dear Haruhi, you've picked the wrong day to piss me off.
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FanfictionThey shouldn't fall in love. Yet they do. They come from two completely different worlds. Two completely different pasts. And yet, they fall in love. But maybe... Just maybe... Their pasts aren't as different as some would have them believe.
