Chapter Twenty-Two
Miuna’s POV
As I walk down the school corridors, I pull out my phone, hidden from my teacher’s sight. I decide to text Manaka, she’s never focusing in her studies. I know for a straight-out fact that she has a Study Hall right now.
Manaka's chat:
Manaka_AngelHeaven= Manaka
Awesome_Cupcake13: Miuna
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Awesome_Cupcake13 : Manaka!
Manaka_AngelHeaven: What?! I’m in Study Hall.
Awesome_Cupcake13: You know you can get D.T for using your phone in class.
Manaka_AngelHeaven: I know! Oh, and Kaneme told me to tell you that Dad’s going to Tokyo tomorrow
Awesome_Cupcake13 : I also know, but I'm still texting. WHAT?! DAD IS GOING TO TOKYO! NO FAIR! Why does he have all the fun….
Manaka_AngelHeaven: *Rolls eyes* Oh Miuna…
Awesome_Cupcake13: Never mind, Meet me at the bus, after class, Love you!
Manaka_AngelHeaven: Ok, Love you too! :)
Awesome_Cupcake13 : Oh, and pick up my biology Homework in 2Mb, will you? I forgot it as I when I was grabbing my stuff.
Manaka_AngelHeaven: Fine., but you know how hard it is for me to read and communicate because of my disabilities. AND THAT’S THE MILLIONTH Time, you need to remember! ;)
Awesome_Cupcake13: *Rolls eyes*
And how many times have I told you: they’re not disabilities?! You need to accept they’re gifts and not disabilities!!
Manaka_AngelHeaven: Fine.
Ms. Baka’s coming. Gtg. Love you! :)
Awesome_Cupcake13: Ok, Love you too!
I shut off my phone and zone back into the boring math.
T-“A number times 8 equals 88.”
As much as I love math, I don’t understand why the teachers give us easy problems. I just think they’re dumb….I honestly do!
People say I’m a nerd, that much is true. Sometimes they talk trash about me. That’s fine. I don’t really care anymore. The school bell rings and I race out of the classroom straight to my locker.
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Tatum’s POV
I pull out my phone, and go in our sibling chat:
Manka_Angelheaven= Manaka
Awesome_Cupcake13= Miuna
Writer_Geek9= Tatum
CelloPlayer_4Life=Kaneme
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CelloPlayer: Hey guys I’m in Chemistry, anyone wanna know how an atom is made?
Writer_Geek9: Sorry, Kaneme, but I’ll pass. I’m in History, learning about 🎶Alexander Hamilton.🎶
Manaka_AngelHeaven: I’m in French🗼 class. Bonsoir!
Writer_Geek9: Where’s Miuna?! She's never late.
Awesome_Cupcake13: I’m here-in the girls’ bathroom, skipping out on AP Geometry. I am seriously NOT interested on finding the area of a triangle again.
Writer_Geek9: Ohh! So fun! What’s the first 50 digits of pi. Miuna? I know!!
Awesome_Cupcake1: 3.1415926535897932384626533832795028841971693993751
Are the first 50 digits of pi…. According to google.
CelloPlayer_4Life: Um...anyone realize that WE’RE ALL MISSING OUT ON ACADEMICS AND COULD GET A D.T, with the exception of Tatum?
Writer_Geek9: IK. I gtg, Ms. Clerc is coming.
Manaka_AngelHeaven: Now you tell us! XD! I just got my pop quiz back. I got a 100%!!
CelloPlayer_4Life: AWESOME work, Manaka! See you! Salut🗼, little sisters!
~Everyone signs out~
I pack up, and head over to out to the buses. My bus number is 163, it’s not that hard to find. I get on the bus to find Manaka silent. Her face is pale, and her lips are pressed together in a tight line. I sit next to her, dropping my backpack on the bus floor.
“What’s wrong, Manaka?” I lightly touch her arm, as she is hypersensitive to touch.
Ma-“Nothing.” She sighs, brushing away a strand of blond hair.
“Are you sure?” I prod. She’s always quiet, but today something seems different.
Ma-“Yeah.” She replies, an emotionless tone to her voice.
The bus arrives at our stop after a good 45 minutes. We get off the bus, and I grab my tennis racket from my seat before I forget, because tomorrow, I have a tournament. And a basketball one the day after.
Mom-“Hi!” Our mother, Chisaki, greets us as we get in the car.
Everyone-“こんにちは, Mom.” We say in unison.
We’re Japanese, so it’s fitting that we all know the language. Right?
Mom-“How was school?” She asks, a twinkle in her blue eyes.
“Good.” I answer. Manaka doesn’t answer whatsoever, Kaneme grunts, and Tatum starts rambling on and on about her good grade in English. Seriously, AGAIN! She’s amazing...but we all know her, when her grades go down...
The rest of the 15 minute drive home is spent in silence. I inwardly groan, thinking about how much homework I have. Math, Science, Latin, Japenese, English, AP History, and the list goes on...
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Tatum’s POV
I wander around my room, sketching ideas for my paintings. I wonder if Manaka has any good ideas.. I smile. Even though I’m supposed to, like, do something I “normally do”. I decide to go over to our music room, where we all play our instruments, and start playing “Fur Elsie by Beethoven”
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Miuna’s POV
Me and Manaka were hanging out in my room, when we heard someone yelling quietly (If that makes since).
W-”Miuna! Manaka!”
“I think that's Willow!” I say excitedly.
Ma-”Let's go see her!”
I nod and yell down stairs, so mom knows where we're going.
“Let's go.” I say as I make a portal and we walk through.
Author's Note- Hey, sorry it took me/us to update, I'm working on the next Chapter now (well not right now). I hope you like the new characters, I'll try to write them into more chapters, there shouldn't be that many more, probably 10 at most. I've started working on a new book, it's called "Forgotten Battle" aka "Missing" it was originally a movie but we ran into a lot of problems only have 4 people and a backyard as a set lol. Anyway I really hope you're liking this book, and my other books (if you've read them), and I/we will try to update as soon as possible (ASAP)
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