chapter 1: daily rejections

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"Yukina! Wait! *huff huff* p..please w..wait!" I turn to see who it was. I couldn't believe it! The student council president was trying to get my attention. How sad! Pfft! Such an easy prey.
"What is it, Mr.president?" I hiss the words
"I have something to tell you...... Would you go"
"STOP! don't even finish the sentence! Save your breath. I reject your confession. Your NOT my type. Go for some one more you" I let the words pour as I turned and walked away.
*tap tap tap*
The hallway was semi empty. Everyone was standing there glaring at me. Weird lowlifes! Why do they judge me that way?!?!
"Hahahaha! Oh god there you go again! How 'bout you try and accept a confession?" Oh no! him!?!?" and a hello to you too Izumi. stop butting into this." Izumi Tanaka is my childhood friend who stays with me at all times. "How dare you be so mean yukina? Oh so mean!" *fake cries* oh brother! "Calm down izumi. Now let's go get some lunch. I'm starving!" *rumbles*
"Yikes! I think your stomach is going to eat me! Let's run!" (Punch)
"Ouch!!!! No fair yukina!!!" *both start running*
*munch chew* yummy! I notice izumi glancing over at me. He makes me so nervous and awkward! What should I do? Sit there? Talk? What do I talk about? Ummm let's see...
"What's up with you? Your all sweaty. Did you catch a cold,Yuki?" That's the first time he called me Yuki in forever!
Izumi leans closer and gently touches my forehead. His hand is so warm.  "you don't seem to have a fever. Anyways how's the rejecting coming? How many did you get today?" He sounds so interested. Both of us are sitting down chomping at fries and sipping soda. "I've had 4 today. *sigh* these people never learn!" I put my face in my hands. *thump thump* what's happening? " rough day you must of had." He sighs and rests his head on the table. I look up to see his brown hair shimmering in the sunlight. *thump thump thump* what is that feeling in my chest? I reach my hand out to touch his hair and he looks up. I snatch my hand away before he sees. " what's up with you?" His question is hard to answer because I don't know what's wrong with me. "I'm going to the nurse's office. I don't feel....w...well." And everything goes blank.

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