Yay, an update Enjoy
Gym class was as boring as always. We are playing basketball today, we've been playing it now for almost a month, it's very boring right now. And I cannot seem to get Michiru from my mind. I've got no idea what's running through that gorgeous head of hers at this moment.
I'm so afraid, will she tell someone? Will she completely hate me? There are just so many options.
"Haruka look out!" I looked up just in time to see the ball coming right at my head. Luckily my reflexes are great enough that I was able to reach up and deflect it. The ball just bounced back into play.
"Why do you have to be such a loser Tenou?"
"You should be watching the damned game, not off in lala-land like you always are."
"Stop thinking about those girls that will never touch you, you dirty dyke."
The words flooded my mind, I couldn't tell who they were coming from. It didn't matter, they were all about me. And they were all true. Loser. Moron. Fag. Dyke. It's all true. I'm all of those things. I'm useless...
I stood up from the bleachers and walked out of the gym. I had to get away from those people. I don't care if I get written up, if I didn't leave who knows what would have happened... to me... or to them.
I wiped a stray tear from my cheek as I walked into the bathroom. I didn't hear anything, so I assumed it was empty as I locked the door and moved to a sink. I can't stand to look at my face. My hair is short, and a disgusting blond/brown color. My eyes are teal, and right now, red from crying. I'm so hideous.
Dammit! It was so loud, the shattering of the mirror when I struck it. Knuckles stinging and bleeding, yet I didn't care as I knelt down to pick up a piece of glass.
"Haruka?" Michiru popped her head out of a stall. My heart froze as I was reaching for a larger piece. I just wanted to cut myself. "Ruka ... what are you doing? Ruka stop it!" she grabbed my hand before I could touch the tempting glass that lay at my feet.
She embraced me, staying silent. Tears flooded my eyes, I collapsed against her. I couldn't believe it, she still cared... Maybe she hadn't read the letter yet... I could hope.
"I got your letter. And I want you to know that everything will be ok. I'm here for you."
That smile she gave me, it was different then it had always been. That's when it happened. She kissed me.