Mugiwara High (One Piece WA 2017)

30. Dolor

AN~ 7-12 chapters left. Say goodbye to Mugiwara High soon. I've been think about doing a senior year/summer sequel
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Dolor~ (n.)a state of great sorrow or anguish

Ussop Pov

"So are you going to the party tonight?" I asked Sanji as we did our best to complete the Halo mission. He told me on our way to lunch Tuesday that he talked to Zoro the day before after school, and they were going to try again. They just needed some time to grow first.

Don't get me wrong, I was happy for him. Sanji was a good guy, but I kind of wanted to be a little more than friends. He had told me about Gin vaguely, but enough for me to get a grasp on the situation. I wasn't going to dump him like that. If he just wanted to be friends that's all we are going to be, and that was ok. "Are you going to go?"

"Nah." His question caught me off guard slightly. If all of his friends were going to be there, why wouldn't he instantly go? Maybe he didn't want to be around Zoro all the time yet, or he didn't like party atmospheres anymore. I wouldn't blame him either way. "I'm not a party person."

"I don't think I am anymore, either."

Law pov

"Lighten up." Shachi joked while laying a heavy hand on my shoulder. We were currently at the D Boys Christmas party in their brand new house. They must have worked had to get this place.

Christmas wasn't for a couple of days, but today was our last day of school before Christmas break which makes sense to have a party today. "Whatever."

                 "It's totally your fault though."

                 "Thanks for that." I grumbled taking another gulp of my soup. For some weird, unknown reason their was always soup at the D parties. I've been before since I went to the same regular highschool with Luffy and Zoro before coming to Mugiwara.

                 Sabo was the one who probably made the soup. I've never seen him anything but lightly tipsy, but he always had a cup in hand, never to far from the kitchen. Sabo, the middle brother, was definitely a looker. Who didn't have a thing for him at least for a while?

                He was the nice upper classmen who always genuinely wanted to lend a helping hand and talk to you with a smile.

                Anyway, Kidd and I haven't talked since his game, and it's been nearly three whole weeks. What warmed my heart slightly is he did come to my first swim meet. We had made brief eye contact, but he left before I could find him. "You think he will be here tonight?"

                 "I don't know. Penguin isn't coming since I said I was bringing you."

                  "What would you tell him that?"

                 "He asked." Shachi shrugged before taking another swing of his beer. Alcohol was illegal at all out ages. The only D party rule was no sex inside and no drugs. Reasonable, since I would want to spend my hangover picking up blunts and used condoms either. "So I told him. That means Killer won't come since they have been spending alotttt of time together.