"Hey, you look damn cute, Michi!"
"How'd you get even hotter than last year?"
"Man, I know right! C'mere and gimme a call sometime, got it, sweetheart?"
Of course Michi rolled her eyes and feigned a look of embarrassment as she swept past the crowd of high school boys ogling her. To most girls, this would've been a magical occurrence, but for Michi it was only to be expected. After all, she hadn't wasted two hours perfect her hair and makeup for the withered old men who were her teachers, had she? She scoffed to herself as she placed a star mark beside three names in her notebook. Three idiots down, none to go.
She scoffed in pleasure, trotting down to the entranceway of the school building, 'unwittingly' tossing back her structured waves of caramel hair to make all the more boys swoon in devotion. Just as she was about to make her signature side turn to shyly wink at the poor fools drooling, a thunderously humored voice practically shook her into awareness.
"Oi, sweetheart," the voice mischievously cooed, "M-may I lick the dirt out of your nails too? Or have you already found someone for that?"
"Gah! What the hell Cinna? Get to your own school, you university idiot! You're killing the moment here, geez," she spat through a violent whisper.
The boy behind her shook in a flock of snickers, "Aw, you're forgetting that college starts waaaaay later than this hell hole does! I don't have to get there till noon for orientation so I've got all the more time to bug you on your first day! Isn't this great?"
"Oh my f*cking--! I wonder why your parents haven't disowned you for emotional abuse yet, honestly!"
He recoiled, still in mocking, "Oh, really? You're calling me out for emotional abuse? What about what you just did to those suckers who now think they have a decent shot at sleeping with you, eh? Think about the perspective of the innocent pervert kind~"
"Oh innocent, my arse," she snarled, still attempting to keep her fury to a dull roar, "God dammit I don't even know why I keep you around, anymore. I'm not a friggin' babysitter!"
With a mimicked quiver of the head he replied, "That's too bad I was so hoping that you'd feed and coddle me today. Alas, the opportunity is gone!"
"Do you want me to murder you now or later?!"
"Nah, I've gotta make my drive to the old campus pretty soon, so after dinner works for me," he clicked his tongue with a smirk,"Unless you have other things planned? Hmmmmm? Daddy would be so proud of his young disciple!"
She growled in genuine mortification, flushing profusely red as she cringed, "Ewww! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! That's disgusting you idiot! And you're no daddy of time, you...you...I don't even know what to call you anymore! I wouldn't want to abuse the cuss words by associating them with such a vile human!"
"Love you too," he shook his head with a beaming grin, swooshing back the spiky indigo shags that made up his hair.
Ugh! Why does that always have to make my heart melt like a crazy person? It's not friggin fair!
"I hate you beyond anything, Cinna, just saying," she scolded him before he made his depart back to the parking lot.
"Good to know, Michi-chan, good to know."
This time, nostalgia seemed to replace his casually playful state, prompting him to crinkle a soft smile without notice as his busted motorcycle clambered away from the school.
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Fall In Love With Me, Dammit!
HumorMichi Tomilson has always reigned as the stereotypical 'popular princess' at her school. She has flawless grades, a gorgeous figure, and charisma that makes every single guy swoon. On the outside she seems like a darling, but, unknown to her classma...