SAT- ch 2
Chapter 2: Saiwai-ku, Kawasaki
POV: Miura Haruma
“My ipod.” The girl kept mumbling. Uh-oh. My first time in this school, with me and the scooter, I can’t believe I already made a fuss. God, I hope she’s okay. I went to check her out; she has sands on her uniform.
“My ipod.” She said again. Then she look at me, her light brown eyes were shimmering.
“Look for it.” She commands.
I look around until eye pops out of its own socket. Finally, I saw what I was looking for. I saw a green iPod, on grassy portion of the school ground. Crap, it was so hard to find. Her iPod is camouflaging the grass.
“Uhm, are these yours?” I asked, handing the iPod. By this time she was sitting up, glaring at me. She hastily grab it on my hands. I’m sure she was a half; Because of her features- her big brown eyes. I can say she’s half Japanese and half European or something like that. Interesting. I hope she wasn’t blind or something. Anyone could’ve had seen me on my bike. Besides, why is she standing there?
“Didn’t you see me standing there?!” She exclaims. “Are you blind?”
“I’m sorry! But people usually hear roaring sounds of a scooter. Besides, you were just standing there. Not moving like a statue.” I said, defending myself.
“Whatever.” She said. She tried to hoist herself up, but failed. I stood up and held out my hand. She held on my hand and stood up. Then she shook it.
“I’m Rosa. Kato Rosa. Don’t be mistaken for an effigy.”
“I’m Miura Haruma.”
She dust of her uniform and turn to me. “No harm done. At least my skull is still in one piece. So are you a new student here? Or just visiting around? Do you like smashing pumpkins? Cool bike anyway.”
I laugh. What a strange girl. She’s the most intriguing person I ever met since we move here. How come my cousin Uchi never told me about her? All he did was to talk about cute girls. Though, Rosa is cute too.
“Yes. I do like them. I got this shirt from a friend of mine who’s been living now at the US. We just move in, from Ibaraki. My parent said, I can drive this and try to visit my upcoming school.”
“From where are you?”
“Saiwai-ku.”
“I’m from there too!”
“Really? Then maybe I can give you a ride?” I asked. We started to walk until we reach the gate outside. “I can even carry your iPod, while you’re listening.”
She looks terrified. “Ugh. You drive. I’ll just walk.”
Their school-I mean our school, was just a 30 minutes’ walk from ours. It’s very near and convenient. I follow on the bike, slowly this time. I notice she’s walking way too fast. “Hey is that a hand-made bracelet?” I ask. “I’ve always wanted to have one of that.”
“My friend, Hiro makes them. Sometimes he would sell it on bazaar every week end. Which is tomorrow: Saturday, if you want to go?”
“Sure. You can help me pick out too.” I said. “I’m quite excited, cause in our old school, if you wear one they would bully you to death. Like what’s with a soccer player wearing that kind of stuff.”
“Geez. What a weird school, luckily you transferred. In our school, rules aren’t that strict. But sometimes, people would really find it weird.” She said, sticking out her toungue.
We turned a corner and reach a street that dead-ended at a deserted lot. Rosa stopped three houses before the lot, and said, “This is where I live”
“oh. are you sure you’re okay?”
She nods. “Bye.” She said and ran into their house.
Before she went in, I yelled out, “hey! How will we meet tomorrow? Can I get your number?”
She looks back at me, and then said, “Oh right.” We both get our phones from our pocket and beam each others number.
“I’ll call you.” I said.
“or email me.” She answers back. And run off to their house again and shut the door. I stared at the door for a while. I forgot to ask where she got her name. I’ll just ask her tomorrow. I though, smiling.