Yuri's POV
As far as I've known, when people cry too hard, they feel sleepy after but WHY CANT I SLEEP?!
Two things have been bugging me the entire time, the first thing is about my FATHER, many questions like:
Why did he show up now?
Where was he the entire time?
How did he become my father?
I'm a headmaster's daughter?
Why did I become a Yamamoto? Those are just a gist of the questions that I formulated
and the second thing was RYUUJI,
Why did he look sad when Kyouyi (the jerk!) wrapped his arms around me?
Why did he leave that fast?
Why did I feel guilty when I saw his face looked sad?
and the biggest question: WHY DO I CARE WHAT HE THINKS?!
"Ugh!" I groaned as I cover my eyes while laying on my bed
I closed my eyes and try to sleep...
... BUT NO!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANT!
I got up from bed then went to the bathroom so that I could refresh my mind then as I change into pyjamas and as I was wiping my wet hair, I glanced at the window and the time reads 3:30
WHA? I havent SLEPT A WINK!
*growls*
Argh! I havent eaten anything since LAST NIGHT!
I opened my closet (it's not walk-in)
and scanned my clothes since I got A LOT OF STOCK since I beat HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED
Hmmmmm...
After a long time, I was in a predicament on what clothes to wear then I saw a short pink floral skirt
so I put it out and took a long good look at it
Upon deciding to wear the skirt, I paired it with a white sleeveless top then cream colored ballet shoes and my hairstlye was a waterfall braid
I scanned my overall appearance in the mirror and I never felt so PRETTY in my sadako form before and I honestly cant explain why
So with this outift, I went downstairs to the kitchen which looks like the kitchen that you see in Hell's Kitchen, the tv show that I watch at times and I actually have been here for quite a number of times
"Amie?" I called out and yes, I'm FRIENDS with her ever since the day Rhia-chan toured me, I saw her when I got in then there, we just patched things up and became close so I dont hate her anymore unlike the first time we met
"Yuri, why so early?" she asked for I come here in the kitchen around 6 to eat before going to class and all
"I...I..I..a-h..u--m.." I stammered while playing with my fingers and not looking at her
She sighed "are you hungry?" thank goodness, she didnt seem to force me to tell her the truth this time
"Yah" I nodded
"Okay, I'll cook your favorite omelette" Correction: HER OMELETTE so while she was starting to cook, I sat by the counter while looking at her as she cooks
YOU ARE READING
You're Special
Teen Fiction"SPECIAL" What does that really mean? Does it only imply to the people that are attractive, rich, smart, famous or in other words, the so-called PERFECT beings? But, she's about to prove that stereotype wrong. Yukina was living a dreamlike life...
