Hello (Makoto Tachibana)

Chapter 3

For the rest of the week my diet consists of instant noodles and cafeteria food. School wasn't that bad, but it was weird. Everything was new to me. On Wednesday we had this weird club assembly-thingy. By weird, I mean a bear-yodelling-werid. We had film club presentations and other club presentations. But the weirdest one was the swim club's presentation. We had almost naked guys prancing around the stage talking about charm points. I lost my shit when Haruka pranced on stage. Most girls where somewhat turned on, but I was weirded out by it. The last guy was the funniest. No one swooned over him. But, I figured out who I bumped into on the first day. It was the backstroke dude. And a girl was also part of the swim club. She's like some muscle-maniac. Yup, this school is perfectly normal.

I tuck a piece of hair out of my face as I walk down the hallway. I run up my friend, Fumi. I met her on the first day. She sits infront of me. We walk down the hall laughing about Wednesday assembly.

" They're like a boy-band." Fumi laughs.

" The Backstroke Boys"  I wave my hand in an arch.

I both laugh obnoxiously earning weird stares from other students. We continue walking and laughing like maniacs. We pass by backstoke dude and we struggle to keep are laughter in. When he passes I literally snort. 

" I'm dead, I'm dead." Fumi wheezes.

" I'm dead. I can't stop." I begin to laugh again. " The motherfucking Backstoke Boys" 

I see a tear escape Fumi's eye as we laugh harder. We walk into the classroom and sit in our seats. I can still hear Fumi snicker. I try to hold in my laugh, but it sounds like " pffff".

The teacher walks into the room and we quickly shut ourselves up. 

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After half an hour I look around the classroom out of bordom. I see one of the Backstroke Boys is struggling to stay awake. The blonde from the supermarket literally penguin slides on his desk and whispers something in the boy's ear.

"Yes!" the blue-haired boy shouts.

I start laughing and the whole class joins in. I can't believe he fell for that. Fumi turns around and we both laugh until our face hurts. At the end of class the purlple-haired boy walks out with his head down. I struggle to hold my laugh in.

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"If you keep on eating that you will start to gain weight."

I laugh as I take a bite out of the Iwatobi speciality bread.

" That fufu shit I ain't wid it."

" Stop eating."

" Why?"

" So we can eat on the rooftop." Fumi smiles

We climb the stairs to the rooftop, which feels like forever. I try to take a bite, but Fumi slaps my hand. I frown and she laughs at me. How rude.

" We're here."

"I've never been up here before."

Fumi pushes the door open and the sunlight blinds me. I adjust my eyes to the sunlight and we almost laugh out loud.

I whisper to Fumi "The Backstroke Boys"

Fumi tries to hold in her laugh, but a "pfft" sound comes out.

I take large bit out of my bread and scan the roof. The muscle maniac is pacing back and forth scolding the boys for something. The blonde turns around and we quickly shut the door.

" Were they song writing?" I ask Fumi with laugh.

" Shut up" Fumi punches my arm.

When the final bell rings we walk towards our cubby-thingys. As I open my cubby my shoes weren't there. I put my hand in the cubby desperately trying to find my shoes. Nope. I put my phone in my left shoe. Bad idea. I don't have stinky feet so it doeant matter. The reason why is that it rung in class and the teacher told me that he didn't want it in the class or he will take it. So I put it I'm my shoe. Smart.