MEIKA
I got back home, feeling tired. My brothers came running down the stairs when they heard the door open and I say the words "I'm home" instead of a "Welcome back" I got a "Where have you been?" and a "It's already this late!" the two looked mad and I just gave them a smile, "Bought some stuff" I'm really good at this, making stuff up, but of course, Shiruko-nii and Chiko-nii, still continued with their interrogation, as I immediately headed to the kitchen to get some water, "You already ate, Nee-san?" Yuriko asked, as he peeked out the bathroom, wearing some sweater and pants, drying his damp hair with a towel. "Nope, but I'm too sleepy, I'll just eat more tomorrow morning" I smiled, and he just looked at me with a "What do you mean by that" look and walked to me, pinching both my cheeks, making me whimper at the stinging sensation, I tapped his arm to show him my pain, and felt my right arm go light when he lets go, he had taken hold of my bag, and started to walk away, "Drink more water and eat some crackers before you sleep, it wouldn't be good if you slept with an empty stomach, since you might wake me up in the middle of the night, to cook you something again" he looked mad, as he huffed his way up the stairs, holding my bag in hand.
"Are you really okay, Mei,?" Chiko-nii asks as he went in the kitchen, Shiruko-nii following behind him, "Want some tea, since coffee at night will make Yuriko mad" he suggested and I just sighed, as I pulled one of the chairs out of the table and sat on it silently, "Am fine, you two have School tomorrow, you can't go on being all concerned about me, Yuriko said you had an exam right, Chiko-nii?, and you have to attend an interview as Papa's representative, Shiruko-nii," they looked like withered leaves when I reminded them of their responsibilities and works, "Fine, have a good night" they both said before going to me and pinching my cheeks and then leaving to head for their room.
No, those two aren't in High school like me, Shiruko-nii is a 2nd year College Student, while Chiko-nii is a 1st year College Student, I'm a first year High School Student, Yuriko is in his 3rd Year of Middle School. We all study in FR, FR consists of three gigantic buildings, the College Building, FR University, High School Building and Middle School Building. True, there is not much students in FR since the tuition is very very expensive. My parents have money so the reason why the 4 of us gets to study there. Eveyone in FR is either rich of very smart.
Enough about FR, let's talk about how much I wanna bury Mamuya Keiji alive right now. I had a hard time out running that bastard. I planned to make him think that I will come with him first and then when we get to the bus station which is near my house, I will run away, and think that we had never met at all. But that Mamuya didn't even dare let go of my wrist at all, if he didn't receive a call and if the call didn't seem urgent then I wouldn't have been able to break free. Because his grip was too tight, my wrist had redden and it freaking hurts, and my legs feels numb from all the running. I, Shiyazumi Meika, had never went to such lengths as run away from a guy, before, but man, I was sure that if I said that I wouldn't come along with him when we were still in the rooftop then he would've gone ahead and break my arm. Seeing how bad boyish and cheeky looking he is, I certainly don't doubt that he would've done that, if things didn't go as he planned. But when we were out, people would see, he wouldn't go through such length as break his image just for making me come with him, right?
You know what, I'm just glad that I didn't have to spend time with that man again. He's way too different from all the men I had ever interacted with, he's way too unpredictable, and I really hate that, when people are way too hard to read, I hate those types of people, and he seemed like a walking ball of trouble as well, so I guess it is better to not interact with him anymore, but seeing how he acts, maybe he was just goofing off, he probably is having fun with some Lady as of now, and totally forgot about me, which is what I would really want to happen.
"Let's just hope that tomorrow will be a day where nothing annoying and troublesome happens, period" I pray as I changed unto my sleepwear and jumped on my fufflt blankets.
"Nee-san, it's time for breakfast" I heard Yuriko's voice making me slowly open my eyes to meet his gaze, totally blank, "You have to get ready too" he was wearing his normal apron, his uniform under it. I just groaned a bit, as I scratched my eye and ghen stretched, "Your coffee's getting cold" he said once again before getting out my room, and I just made an "Hmm" sound as I fix my bed, cause if I don't then who will?
I slowly took hold of my uniform and went to my room's bathroom, my room is the only one that has a bathroom of it's own since I'm the only girl. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, looking at my long hair and deciding to just tie it into a neat ponytail, though some strands went loose, when I started getting in my uniform.
Five minutes later and I went out my room with my bag, yawning.
As usual, my brothers are as sleepy as ever, eating their breakfast like zombies, as Yuriko did the dishes, yes, Yuriko does almost all the housework here in our house, since our parents are never home. Sometimes my older brothers help, but they never let me though, I have no idea why.
"I'll be going, Shiruko-nii, Chiko-nii, Yuriko, take care on your way to School" I say as I slip on my shoes and looked back after and saw them waving their hands as they chewed on their foods, you can say that they eat very slowly, or maybe I just eat too fast. "Take care"
I walk through the halls, hearing the usual whispers that I always get every, goddamn morning. People just like making stories up, don't they? But as usual, I ward off their judgemental eyes with my usual expressionless face. Not everyone got time for y'all's crap.
I went in Class 1-C, my class, this class is for the smart kids or the Scholars if you wanna call it that, only 20 students get to be in Class C, you'll be able to go there, if you are able to atleast ace almost 5 out of your 9 tests from every subject. And luckily, I have a brain so I was able to be in here. It is also said that the students that has bad grades and have the money, can go and ask any of the students here to teach them, and they'll pay, with cash, since people here, thinks that Scholars are a sucker for money, but you never really know, maybe some of them are, maybe some are, I don't really know if I am or if I am not, but not anyone just goes and fail every exam to waste money and choose from any Scholars of Class C to teach them, since if they did that, they'll ruin both their name and their family's. Which here, is actually a pretty big deal.
Homeroom started and our Homeroom Teacher entered, I could hear his steps and the sound of the door sliding open.
"Good Morning everyone, today you all will have a new classmate, he seem to feel like he would fail every test this coming semester, so he had personally asked the Principal if he could seek help from a Scholar here in Class C, come on in," I couldn't care less whoever this doofus maybe, so with no interest at all, I stared at the scene in front of me, while continuously rubbing my eraser in betweed my fingers, it was weird how what I had explained earlier, seems to be deserving of a real life explanation, and example.
"This everyone is Mamuya Keiji," I felt my eyes widen at the sudden mentioning of that guy's name, and I felt my eyebrows furrow when that certain man entered the room, a smile on his face.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Mamuya Keiji," as he said that, all whispers from the girl's in the class filled the room, who knew that even Scholars are interested in guys with a pretty face. I felt my thumb turn hot as I vigorously rub it against the white eraser.
"And the person he had chosen to be his Guide for this semester and the rest, is, much to my dismay, Shiyazumi Meika" I didn't even have the time to insult my teacher back in my mind when I saw how Mamuya grinned when he met my gaze.
Yup, I might need a new eraser soon, since it seems like I rubbed most of it off.