All about us

Warming up

Few weeks had passed yet the relationship between Izzy and Hanna was still awkward. Or worse. Irene and Bella had been trying really hard to soften the girl's heart. Trying and trying without knowing what her valid reason was to act like she didn't see nor knew Izzy. One of them would always be left out.

Izzy who was new to this kinda of situation didn't say much and just let what was gonna happen. She tried talking to Hanna, if she was lucky enough, at least Hanna will reply with a nod or shook of head or just a one word answer. She was glad that the girl was not ignoring her like before. But still, Hanna didn't give even a slight hint to warm up with each other.

"Are you okay?" Irene asked the brown haired girl sitting next to her. Luckily they are seatmate and she had been sitting alone for her first year there.

Izzy glanced towards her and nodded lazily before dropping her head to the table. "Ow" Leaving Irene shocked and pushing the girl to lean back on her chair.

"OMG, are you okay?" She asked more worriedly as she noticed a slight red mark on the girl's forehead.

"I'm fine," she muttered while rubbing the stinging feeling on her forehead. She believed it will left marks for a few days. Why did she bump her head again? Uh yes, she's stressed out.

"I'm going out for a while. I need fresh air."

"Wow, do you smoke?"

"Nooo!"

...

Huffing and puffing, Hanna hide behind a huge trash bin. Gagging silently on the awful smell as she watched a group of girls wearing all black passed through her. Eyes peeking to make sure she was safe, she was startled to the sudden grip on her shoulder. Her body reflexed by spinning and twisting the unknown hand letting the person let out a groan. Hanna was shocked when she saw who was the hand belong to.

...

As she watched the nurse wrap the bandage around Izzy's wrist, she couldn't help the guilt building throughout her body. She looked at the half bandaged wrist of the girl then to her face, making sure to not make any eye contact. She frowned at the red mark on her forehead. She was sure she never hit her forehead.

The room was silent except for the sound coming out from the air conditioner. It was spacious yet she felt suffocated. She couldn't even face the girl without feeling bad, guilty, ashamed.

"Always make sure to rub ointment every four hours. I'll make my way first, Ms S-"

"Izzy," she corrected before the nurse could say her surname. "You can call me Izzy," she stated, smiling at the nurse. "And thank you for this. It's unnecessary, really."

The nurse shook her head while smiling fondly. "Nu-uh, this bandage will help to secure the ointment aaand your wrist." She insisted. Izzy nodded and said her last thank you before the nurse leave the sick bay to continue her duty leaving them awkward.

...

The walk to the doorm was silent and uncomfortable as it was their first time walking together without the other two. One feeling guilty, one feeling she wanted the ground to swallow her for the unbearable awkwardness.

"A-are you sure you don't want to go back to class? I can handle myself though. Thank God it's my left wrist." Izzy beamed trying to make the other girl feeling less guilty. Looking Hanna who seemed to not responding to her statement, she continued. "So, where do you learn that move? I have karate skills but I didn't see that move coming. Your moves are just... Woww," she exclaimed trying to sound interested.