Masculina and Cleo

Chapter 1

A Sasaki to miyano inspired story:

I hold on to my books with a tight grip as I navigate the school. I feel very nervous to the point where I could pass out. Suddenly I feel something slam into me. I let out an audible gasp."Oh my god! I'm so sorry. Let me help you up!" I see a girl with short, fluffy hair has a worried look on her face and I see her hand reaching out for me.I can't help but get totally flustered. I reach out for her hand and she pulls me up with a strong force. "Again I'm so sorry for bumping into you!" The girl continues to repeat. She kneels down and picks up all my books and papers that scattered across the hall. A handful of other students help pick up my stuff but my eyes on her."Uh.. are you okay?''She waves her hand in front of me and I get brought back to reality."Oh I'm sorry." I managed to say, but with my voice trembling. "Its okay" She says "Here, let's go over here too organize it" She says it with such a happy voice."Okay." I follow her to the staircase that leads to the east wing. We both squat down across from each other with about 1 and a half feet apart."Hey, what's your name? Mines Masculina." she asks me"Masculina? I've never heard that name before.."Masculina gives a little giggle"Yeah, it means masculine in spanish. My dad spent 4 years in Spain and he learned a lot of Spanish from that period of his life and he still uses it alot, especially to curse people out."We both give a small chuckle."Soooooo, what's your name?"Her voice has a soft raspiness to it. It's so cute how she also holds out her words with it. Wait? What am I thinking! I can't like her! I don't know this girl and she's definitely older than me! And...-"Are you going to tell me your name? Or wait! You must not have one!"She lets out a small laugh."But really tell me your name please!"I smile a little bit and open my mouth but I'm interrupted.RIIIINNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG"Oh, that's the bell. Well I guess we'll just have to meet back up to learn your name" She gets up and pats me on the head. She walks away into the crowd and waves to me. Before I can wave back, I lose sight of her. I continue to squat there until I finally snap back into reality and stand up. As I stand up I feel my legs feel like jelly and my face is burning but not in a fever type way."My name's Cleo," I whisper to myself as if I was telling Masculina my name.I stand up and pick up my books and start to walk to class. Once I arrive I go up to the teacher and ask where my seat is and when he tells me I go sit down. I place my head on the desk and replay the interaction I just happened to.... Well why did I feel so flustered. I hear the teacher start talking about what i have to guess is what we will be doing for his class but i just can't focus on it with what happened.Once class ends, I go back to the staircase since it's only a few doors down from my next class. I wait there for about 2 minutes before I go back to my next class. I repeat this process for my next 4 classes until lunch. I go to my locker and grab my lunch and go to the staircase. I sit down and a few people walk by, and all of them give me a weird look. From this I duck my head in my lap until I feel a voice.It's the same voice I heard earlier. Masculina. "So we probably should start off with your name so I can call you something" She says it in such a calming voice that it makes me blush. I don't pay attention to it though."Cleo. Cleo's my name" I say"That's such a pretty name!"I blush even more and now I try to cover my cheeks so she doesn't see it."You really think so?" I ask."Of course! It's not common either, at least to me. I've never met someone named Cleo, I guess until now."She says it so genuinely, I've usually just had people call my name awful or don't say anything about it. This is the first time someone has actually liked it.No, not just like rather love it. This girl loves my name.I grab my sleeve near my wrist and clench it tightly. I can't help but stare into her eyes. The brown with a lot of different shades seems so bright in the sunlight beaming in from the giant window across the hall. Her hair seems to be so healthy looking with the peach hair dye in it. A breeze from the air conditioner turns on and her hair starts blowing in the breeze. Her hair doesn't move too much since it only goes down to her shoulders but it's enough to make her look magical."Hey, can I ask a question, cleo?" She asks, but now with a little less goofiness but some still remains in her tone."Uhm, Sure? Shoot" i respond "Are you by chance new to this school? I've never seen you around." She asks"Uh yes actually. I moved here from a little town near Point Pleasant, West virginia." "Wait like where the mothman story starts?" She asks with a lot of enthusiasm.I give a nod, answering her question with a yes."And you moved to York, Pennsylvania?""Yeah, we moved here because of my moms job I believe, but I'm not totally sure since well, we don't talk much..""Oh. I'm sorry to hear that cleo" She says"It's not like it's your fault or anything" I tried to rescue her. We both smile at each other and the bell rings signifying lunch is over."Well i better get going, my next class is on the other side of the building, how about we meet back here tomorrow for lunch? I'll bring cookies!" Masculina yells with excitement."That would be perfect! What if I bring milk?" I ask"Aw yeah!" she saysWe both laugh and stand up. I see her walk back into the crowd and I just can't help but have the biggest smile on my face even after she is out of my line of sight. Why?========================================================================