Thursday, April 11, 2019

13: confused

"Wait-wait-wait-wait-waaaait..." Hizashi was laying on his back in bed, propped up on his elbows staring at his girlfriend in amazement. "Lemme get this straight, princess. The school knew the other kids were <i>throwing rocks</i> at you and weren't able to stop em? What?" 

Elly shrugged, her head deep in the closet they shared as she searched for a dress she wanted to wear. "Yeah. I mean, they said they were doing stuff, but the bus driver never bothered to try and stop them. All they did was change my stop to the last picked up and the first dropped off."

He absently cleaned his glasses on his shirt, his brow drawn and mouth set in a pouting frown. "What the heck?"

"The rocks didn't hurt as much as the other things. Oh, and my mother asking what I did to make the other kids throw them at me." She picked one out that matched her tail stripes and turned around to show him.

The voice hero was, for once, at a loss for words. He was laid back with the most baffled expression on his pale face, his green eyes filled with unshed tears. "Wh - whaaa? How..?"

She spent the rest of the evening with a tall, muscular voice hero strapped to her side. Not a bad thing, really, but Hizashi was so stunned that he was pretty quiet that night. He just held her.

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