Secrets, Socials, and Seigaku

Chapter 6

Ootori just stood there spacing out. I waved a hand in front of his face. ”Hellooooo, anyone home? Is it a deal or not?” I asked him with a smile.

He seemed to come back to life as I said that. He smiled at me, ”It’s a deal.”

I turned to the rest of them and clasped my hands behind my back as I started to talk again. This time calmly and with a smile on my face. ”So, what are the rest of your names? Let’s start with Beckham boy. " I said with a cocky smirk. "What’s your real name?”

Most of the team had stifled a laugh. Even the boy with the hard gaze in the back smiled a little. ”Why you little…" I riased an eyebrow as if there would be consequences of he dared to challenge me. "My name is Mukhai Gakuto It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He told me with a fake smile. He  bowed quickly and acted as if it never happend.

I smiled back at him. ”I’m sure it is a pleasure making my acquaintance.” I awknowledged.

With that comment he growled as I earned a few more snickers from his team. I turned to the boy with blue hair and  round glasses. He looked to be the smart one fo the group. He noticed me looking at him and answered accordingly. ”My name is Yusshi Oshtari.” He provided simply. 

I nodded and moved on to the next person. He looked at me like I was a celebrity or something of that caliber. He had messy tousled hair as if he just woke up this morning, and his eyes were an auburn color too. He had eyes to match the color of his hair. ”My name is Jirou Akutagawa nice to see-I mean meet you.” He looked really excited to meet me, like an excited puppy would be when its owner came home. I couldn’t exactly figure out why, but it didn’t really matter to me.

I turned to the final person in the group who I hadn’t named yet. He just looked at me almost as if he was annoyed at my presence. As I waited patiently for his name, which obviously he had no intention of giving me, I started to glare back at him. Well if he was glaring at me for no reason I might as well do the same, I was stubborn like that. Before I could come up with another plan, besides my genius glaring idea, Ootori interrupted me. ”Sorry Clair, he’s not very talkative, that’s-.“

But I cut him off by putting my hand in front of him. I turned my head to smile at him. He held a confused look on his face. ”The deal was that each of you would introduce yourselves to me, just because he’s acting liek a child, and won’t talk, doesn’t mean you should apologize for him." I supplied. "Don’t worry though, he will introduce himself to me." I told him with conviction. "You should never go back on a deal."

“Who are you calling childish girl?” He spat.

I just turned to him and smirked. ”See? what did I tell you Ootori! I got him to talk!” The sarcasm may have not been needed, but was used nonetheless. 

He started to get very angry and walked towards me at a furious pace. As he neared he stood two feet away from me. I got a clearer view of him now. His hair looked like he had bangs going all around his head. His hair and eyes were light brown. But his eyes could be seen as intimidating. If I had to guess I would say he was the kind of guy who was all business and no pleasure. I bet he had one hell of a social life. He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me up. I smirked a little more. “Now is this really anyway to treat a lady?” I teased.

I really knew how to push peoples buttons. It was a chracter flaw, or talent, depending on how you looked at it. Growing up my dad told me that it was important to read the people aorund me. He always taught me to look behind the appearance to find out things about them that you normally couldn’t tell by just looking at them. As I grew up I started noticing peoples miniscule behaviors and movements. Everyone had a weakness you just had to find it by looking in the right places, and this man in front of me was no different than everyone else. He brought me back to reality by yanking on my shirt. ”Don’t mess with me little girl. Don’t you know you should pick on people your own size? How old are you anyway?” He frowled.