Warming a Frozen Heart

Confession

CHAPTER 3

Confession

-Kyousuke-

I woke up to the sound of my alarm and yawned. "God, it's sembreak already? How fast..." I mumbled. I rose from my bed and headed straight for the bathroom. I was surprised to find the used clothes trolley standing in the doorway with JC's clothes folded neatly on top-- including her underwear. I heard someone shuffling from beside me.

"D-don't look..."

"Huh?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. I involuntarily turned to the voice and saw JC trying her best to cover herself up.

"I said don't look!" she shrieked, throwing bottles of shampoo and bars of soap at me. I immediately left the bathroom when I finally realized the situation.

We sat in front of the table, awkwardly avoiding the temptation to speak. "Um... I'm sorry..." I said at last.

"It's okay... it's my fault anyway. I didn't lock the shower."

I sighed in relief, knowing she wasn't angry enough to pose a death threat on me. "It's my fault too."

"Yeah, whatever. If you keep speaking of this matter, I would have to latch this plate on your face right here and now," she declared, pointing at the plate her breakfast was sitting on. I don't know if it's just me or not, but she was suddenly nice to me now, considering the basis of her being nice to me was not very far from her humiliating my ego or tarnishing my male pride. Come on, admit it. The kindest thing she ever did to me on the history of our relationship as roommates was this- forgiving me easily with just one threat. I doubt she did something wrong.

"What is it?" I asked, finally understanding all her kindness to me. She flinched and blushed at my words clearly and turned away. "S-since when did you become so perceptive, dog?" She rubbed her arm nervously.

I mustered a slight smile. "Just spit it out already. I won't mind."

"I... I..."

I found myself grinning at her sudden stutter. "Did you do something embarrassing? Come on, JC, spill it."

She gave a big sigh. "Ilooktrueyouthinglastnait."

"What?"

JC simply repeated her gibberish even more faster than the first. I shook my head in amusement and prodded her cheek to make her talk properly.

"I looked through your things last night!" she finally stated. "'Nuff said."

I laughed at her and relished the guilty look on her face. "And why exactly?"

"A lady must keep several things confidential."

"If you're a lady then maybe I'm a duke. Say it already."

"Because I wanted to know if you and Quinn are together. I did my first investigation in your loot."

"Fine, forgiven."

She gave me an undeniably cute flabbergasted look. "What? I said I forgive you. It's quite adorable of you to be jealous, actually. Why, you like me?"

JC turned away blushing. Luke was right about getting on her good side. I sighed again and switched the subject. "You coming to the vacation house later?"

"No," she answered flatly. She said it so monotonously that even though I was just asking if she'll come, it still stung like rejection. Cheeky little JC.

"I actually heard what you whimpered about last night," I retaliated. And now, I'm doing exactly that. I'm trying harder to invite you now, so just say yes. Plus, I forgave you about rummaging through my things, right? That's enough reason for you owing me, so you shoul--"

"Fine, I'm going. Just shut up. Such an eager sushi."

"S-sushi?"

"Oh yeah, would you like me to call you California maki?" She smiled in an evil manner. "Or takoyaki? Hmm?"

I smiled and raised my hand in defeat. It's not like I could stop her calling out names.

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There was an argument about who will drive and who will navigate the second we were able to get hold of the van Luke brought from his mother-- who is apparently the headmistress of SPHS. Finally, the four were able to settle on the following terms: Miss Nina would drive and Luke would navigate. Margaret was in charge of checking the things, leaving me and JC out of obligations.

Throughout the whole journey, the four of us were extremely hyperactive-- singing songs and sharing jokes. All except for JC, who had her head resting on the window and sleeping it out. At times when we would hit humps in the road or Miss Nina would pull the brakes, her head would bang against the window. It was kinda funny that hitting her head on the window didn't wake her up. On the fifth hit I finally moved her head onto my shoulder, a move which earned several hoots from Luke and my extremely hyper teacher plus glares from Margaret. It was a long drive to the resort located far from the school, and we arrived there at night. Luke chose to stay with the other two on purpose so me and JC would share a room. His reasons were really nonsense and a little perverted. Speaking of JC, she was still asleep when we arrived, resulting into Luke forcing me to carry her into the room while pointing out I was the only male JC allows to lay a finger on her.

The next morning I tried waking JC up, but she won't budge. "I'm not a morning person, Sushi. Stop waking me up if you don't want me to slice you into pieces..."

I smiled and prodded her cheek like I did before. "Well, look who's the Sleeping Beauty now?"

She rolled over and buried her face into the pillow. "Quit it, California maki."

Sighing, I fuzzed her hair. "I said quit it, for heaven's sake!" She slammed a pillow onto my face and pointed at the clock. "Who the hell wakes up early on a vacation morning, huh?! It's just eight! God!"

I rubbed my face to recover from the impact. Despite the pillow's softness the strength of her blow affected me. "Me, Luke, Nina, and Margaret do. Come on, get that ass moving, okay?"

"No." She formed a cocoon with the sheets. "I'm sleepy."

"I'll leave you if you don't get up."

"Leave me." She curled into a ball and closed her eyes. "I just remembered, Luke brought a lot of sweets with him..."

She groaned. "I'm not falling for that lame-ass trick, dog."

"And Margaret asked me to accompany her until we return..."

Both of her eyes opened and she stood up almost quickly from the bed. "Whoa, look at the time!" she exclaimed. "I'm up."
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Luke=Luke in the media :) >> ^^ (kyaa) Luke V. has no piercing. But Luke H. does. So yeah. Imagine this story's Luke without le piercing.