Barrier

The New Kid in Town

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Chapter 2:

The New Kid in Town

It was two weeks later before Yami would see him again. He had eventually stopped thinking about him, deciding it was best not to ask in case something bad did happen. He'd honestly rather not know about things like that.

Yami walked down the stairs again, forgoing the elevator in attempt to be on time. He'd gotten up early this morning to go and eat breakfast with Mai, so he needed to hurry up and get there or else he'd end up being late for school as well. He couldn't have that happening; Mrs. Cecelia was only so forgiving when it came to tardies, and he'd already gotten two this semester. He didn't want to be stuck cleaning the windows in the classroom or scrubbing the classroom floors after school.

He rounded the corner to the lunch room, his eyes eagerly scanning the crowd as he looked for his friend. Finally, Mai spotted him and started waving, and he was able to spot her in the sea of people. He smiled and walked briskly over to where she sat, pulling out the seat across from her at the two-person table they now shared.

“How did you sleep last night?” She asked. Yami snorted.

“Sleep is for the weak.” He teased. Mai rolled her eyes and made a dismissive gesture, clearly telling him to go and get food. He smiled at her and grabbed his plate, walking off to do as she said and get the breakfast he was eager for.

He scanned the lines, letting the scent of warm food caress his senses as he tried to pick something out. He really wanted a cinnamon roll, but he knew he'd never eat all of the giant ones the hospital made in the morning and he didn't want his breakfast to be too expensive. He was hoping that after school today he could talk Mai into going with him to Starbucks on her break to get some real coffee, and the cinnamon roll would drain his finances.

Yami shrugged and picked up a Poptart instead, deciding that it would be better to save and knowing that most of the cinnamon roll would probably go to waste anyways. He picked it up off the line and walked over to the register, handing the woman his money before walking back to the table and plopping it down.

“So, how are you?” Mai asked. Yami opened up his Poptart before responding.

“I'm doing good.” Yami signed back, smiling. “How about you?”

“I got a dog.” She said, smiling broadly. Yami's jaw opened just a little bit. She'd wanted a dog for the past few years, and hadn't had the time or resources to have one. He guessed that she'd finally gotten sick of waiting and decided to make the time. “Do you want to help me name her?”

“Wait, slow down. How did you get the dog?” Yami asked. He wanted to hear the whole story before they started talking names.

“Well, you know how I was wanting to go back to school to get a higher degree so I could be a doctor instead of a nurse?” Mai asked. Yami nodded his head. “Well, I found out that I had to do some charity work to make my application look better.” She announced. Yami nodded his head. He was getting the gist of where this was going.

She launched into a story about how she had started volunteering for the animal shelter and fell in love with a little mutt puppy that had soft brown eyes and a golden-white coat. Yami watched her tell the story with vague interest as she described the puppy vividly, and he was again impressed with her extensive vocabulary. He nodded his head to show her that he was still watching and comprehending, but his mind was a little floaty that morning.