Mature

{C1} Innocent

        BUZZ!!

        The alarm clock blared in the once quiet room, a small hand slamming down aggressively on the snooze button. The girl shot up as soon as she did so, slouching over in her bed. She pushed her covers back, getting up and waddling over to the mirror. Her tiny feet padded on the tiles as she looked at herself in the mirror. Today will be better. She told herself in her head.

        She brushed through her hair with a comb, leaving it slightly messy as she had to rush a bit faster today. She left her long hair down, acknowledging her long hair that went down to her hips.

        Saya ran out to grab her outfit, that consisted of an oversized sweater and leggings, running back into the bathroom and locking the door. She changed into her clothes, turning away from the mirror. The door unlocked as she stepped out, slipping on her socks as she hopped out the door with her shoes and bag. Saya slipped on her shoes and lazily grabbed her jacket, throwing it on as she ran out the door to school. She knew she would be fine, for she lived close enough to school to walk.

        The girl ran through the doors as soon as the first bell rang, indicating she had 3 minutes to get her things together. She passed by some of her friends, them sticking out their hands as she slapped them as a high five on the way to her locker. She ran quite fast for her sleepiness. As she high fived another person, she slammed her face into someone's locker door as they opened it. She fell backwards on her back, groaning in pain as her friend laughed with tears in her eyes.

        The locker door shut and a boy stared down at her, a boy known as Blake Hamilton. He was a transfer student from America and came to her school just 2 years ago. She was his first friend. He snickered, holding out a hand to pull her up. "What's the rush, shorty?" He asked, teasing her height. He was 6'1'', and she was only 5'5''. "Psh, you're only tall because you got your growth spurt before me!" She pouted, crossing her arms as she got pulled up. "I woke up a couple minutes late and I needed to get to my locker quickly." Blake nodded, moving out of the way for her to get to the locker. The way they met was because they were locker partners their first year in high school.

        And they still are.

        As soon as Saya grabbed her stuff, Blake offered to walk her to class. "You don't have to offer. We have the same first hour class, dimwit." "Just being friendly, pure shorty." She whacked his arm, and as soon as she walked into the classroom, she was attacked by a group of taller girls wearing the same outfit. Crop tops and ripped jeans at the knees. The school called them the prostitues of Yokoro High. "Ooh, she's so cuuute!" One of them squealed as they hugged her to their overly sized chest, a DD at the most. Her face got smushed in the middle, thanks to her height.

        She squeaked, jumping back. "A-Ah, did you need something..?" She asked quietly as Blake walked to his desk. The girls looked her over as they walked around her. Saya felt quite intimidated. One of them lifted up the back of her shirt, laughing a jokingly evil laugh. "Hohoho, I see a tattoo~!" She cooed, running her hand along it before pulling back as Saya struggled. They laughed, showing her that they were only teasing. She grumbled to herself but forced a smile, walking to her seat in front of Blake. He sat in the back and she sat one seat in front of him. He wanted to sit in front of her, but she protested, for the fact she couldnt see past him because of his height.

        She dropped her stuff down and leaned back, letting Blake braid her hair. This was a daily routine. She would let him play with her hair as she got to play around on his phone. His phone was way better than hers, and she liked to fuck around with his stuff just to annoy him. As he ran his hand through her hair, he handed her his phone with his free one. She scrolled through his apps, liking the feeling of someone playing with her hair. Blake loosely braids her hair slowly, humming a tune to himself.

        "Oi, Blake." Saya said quietly, making Blake jump. He rested his head on her shoulder, looking at the phone. "Mm?" He hummed. "What's this?" She pointed to a shortcut on his phone that had a P as the icon. She read the title. "Por..." It cut off most of the word. She clicked on it, and as soon as she did, Blake snatched the phone. He laughed nervously, his face turning beet red as he patted her head. "I-It's nothing! Let's learn, shall we?!" He exclaimed, turning her head with his hands towards the front. He immediately hid the app in one of his folders before turning back to the rest of the class. He knew Saya freaks out over the sight of porn. He would've teased her for that, but he doesnt want her to know that he watches porn, out of all people. She sighed, resting her head on her hand.

        This would be a long day.

End of Chapter 1.

Take a look at the Media to see Blake and Saya's appearance.