Their Secret Lives

Code White - Asahi's POV

My alarm goes off; the annoying noise fills my ears. Groaning, I turn it off. My ears feel instant relief. I don't want to go to school today at all. Just one more day until the weekend. Even though I dread it, I open my eyes before I fall back asleep. My cat is on the edge of my bed, her yellow and white fur glistening in the sunlight. After petting her, I sluggishly rolled out of bed, grabbed my phone, and walked to my closet to pick out an outfit to wear. Before doing so, I played the "Get Ready" playlist I made on Apple Music. There's music from various categories, pop, country, rock, etc. Having Spotify premium would be so much better, though. I don't stress over it and focus on the task at hand.

I decided on a plain white shirt and black cargo shorts. It's funny; this is my favorite shirt, even though it's plain white. I looked at my phone and saw it would be a more relaxed fall day, with a light breeze and lovely overhead sun behind a few clouds. I snatched a black and white flannel shirt that could work as a sweatshirt and tied it around my waist, just in case. I head to my desk. It was a mess. I studied last night, and I didn't clean it up. Water bottles, chip bags, and my textbooks and notes are sprawled everywhere. I wouldn't say I like math; it's my worst subject. I can never get the hang of it as I should.

To make matters worse, I have a test in math today. Shaking my head, I put the trash in the garbage can and the textbooks and notes in my backpack afterward. Maybe I should study on the way to school. With the bag zipped, I put it on and head to the downstairs bathroom.

Once I get there, I grab the toothbrush and toothpaste and brush my teeth. I spat the minty liquid out and washed my mouth out after. I sigh when I look at myself in the mirror and then at my hairbrush. The one thing I don't like about having long hair is waking up with it full of knots. Getting the last one out, I put it up in my usual hairstyle. I put on some deodorant and walked to the kitchen. I grab my water bottle from the fridge and an apple from the fruit basket on the counter. I put on my shoes and stepped outside, feeling the cool breeze.

I checked my phone to see the time. 7:15. Sighing, I dug my headphones and keys out of my backpack and locked the door. I put my headphones in my ears and tap on my audiobook. I love the 15-minute walk to school because it gives me some refreshing air and lets me think. I remember wanting to study on the way to school, but I tossed that thought aside. Wanting to enjoy this walk, I continue making my way to school. The trees are beautiful. I spend the rest of the walk gazing at them.

Once I stepped onto the campus, Noya came running up to me. He yells my name, and a smile grows on my face on the way he draws out the last syllable. I pause my podcast; Noya is way more important.

"Hey, Noya, why are you so pumped up?" I reply, smiling to the point my mouth hurt.

"Well, I was wondering.. or hoping I should say that we could have a sleepover! We'll study! I just really wanna come over! I laugh—us studying tonight, as if.

"Maybe, I might need to, you know, sleep tonight; it's been a long week." The corners of his mouth turn down, but in a second, it's back.

"Well, you think about it! But I gotta get to class; the teacher wanted me there early. It's something about my grades; I bet she will reward me for how awesome they are!" He says to be before he runs off. He really is adorable.

What? No. No, no, no. I can't think that. I can't get attached. I can't have what happened last time happen again. I can't lose him as I lost her. I look down at my phone; it's 7:45. I still have another 15 minutes before the bell rings for you to get to class. I find a bench with no one around, sitting down. After I resume my podcast, I go on Pinterest. A little box on the top of my screen is a message from Hinata that appears. It only said two words.