Play 3: Month 1- Fair maiden ? and Easy-going maiden

As I woke up, ready for the prospect of a new day in a new life, my mind quickly set me back to reality. First, there was Amy and our promise.

Just talking to her feels awkard after what happens last month. However, considering I would most likely see her a lot until the fated month, i had no choice but to accept the fact that maybe we were destined to always cross paths.

Then there's this Maya girl, who in constract to Amy, seems relatively energetic all of the time. I tought those people were only a myth, one of those super energetic girls you see only once in a while. Plus, how the hell did she manage to have genetics that give her golden eyes ?

As I pondered about those two girls, I prepared for school in the bathroom. The preparation can't be missed, after all it is my first day. Dark blue blaser, on ! Hair gel, a-okay ! My magnificent dark red tie, perfecto ! My dark blue pant ?! Don't tell me twice !!! It's on!As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, the final steps became ever so obvious.

"Heheh, how could i forget the peak of my perfection itself. PER-FUUUUUUUUUUME!"

I said loudly, striking a pose with the bottle in hand. I was pretty proud of it, it was a gift from a dear friend after all. Of course it was the perfect bottle for a perfect friend if I had to say so myself.

I looked back at my reflection, completely satisfied.

Cutting out my session of satisfaction, I heard knocks on the door.

"Who's here so early in the morning ? Maybe it's mail ?"

I responded to the knocks while making final adjustments on my overall apppearance.

" Coming !"

Altough, if it wasn't mail, who could be here as ever since i had my fall off with Amy, nobody ever came here.

As I opened the door, I was completely taken aback, as it was Amy in personn standing right in front of me, dressed in her uniform. Her hairdo did seem different than yesterday, tough.

"Oh. Hi, Amy."

She had a mocking grin on her face, her singular fang completely visible.

" Y-you should really make sure no else is there to hear you say stupid things so early in the morning next time. Buhahaha!"

She said, incapable of containing her laugh, holding her stomach together from how hard she was laughing.

"W-what did you hear ?"

As she wiped a tear caused by laughing too much, she answered me.

"Dark blue blaser, on, huh ? You really think putting on some clothes is like turning into Kamen Rider, ahahaha!"

It seemed as if I said everything out loud, not only that but also loud enough that people could hear me from the outside. Altough, putting aside that embarassing matter, there was a way more important question.

" Now that I think about it, why the hell are you here ?"

Her tone immediatly changed, assuming back a firm position, going back to her characteristic move of crossing her arms in serious situations.

" Am I not allowed here ever since what happened ?"

" Don't get me wrong, I don't mind. I just find odd that you would go out of your way to come here after this ? You do know I haven't seen you in one month right ?"

She pointed her finger at me, poking my chest.

" Whose fault do you think that was ? Besides, for someone that seems bothered by me, i'd say you seem to like that perfume i gave you as a gift for your birthday a lot. "

" First of all, you don't bother me, it's just awkard talking to you these days because of what happened and secondly, I do like that perfume."

" Y-you like it ?"

That girl was so incomprehensiblr, just a minute ago she was completely serious and now she had shiny eyes.

" By the way, you still haven't answered, why are you here ? I do also have question about why you somehow decided to go the same school ?"

"Isn't it obvious, i'm here to monitor your progress and assure that you approach what I asked you fairly."

" Come again ?"

"Listen, knowing you , you would probably reject anything a girl throws at you. If someone doesn't make sure you follow the rules, who's to say you can't get your way out this and bail out. After all, you already did it once."

" Fine, fine. I get it."

I still failed to understand how it was necessary to go to my house to do that.

" Still, you could do that at school, why are you specifically coming to my house and looking for me ?"

As if caught red handed, she put both of her arms into the air, her cheeks getting red.

" I-I also came here to make sure you didn't waste any time. Y-your mom asked me this morning."

That does sound like something my mom would have done as she had no idea whatsoever what happened between me and Amy but somehow it felt as if things didn't align with what she said. As I looked at my watch, I noticed maybe I didn't have the time to be nitpicky.

" Whatever. If we don't hurry up, we're gonna be late for real."

"T-true."

*

As we walked in the corridors of the school, Amy kept playing with her hair. I noticed since this morning. Replacing her usual gigantic braid behind her head was a stylish bowl cut. I had never noticed before because of that unique characteristic braid she had but her hair was kinda short.

I did wonder if I should point this change out, unsure of the response I was gonna get. After all, I don't wanna oversteps my boundaries too much after what happpened.

"S-say, It's not like I care about your opinion or anything but isn't this new haircut pretty cool ?"

Fortunaly, I didn't have to bring it up myself.

" You just said you don't care about my opinion, so why should I give it ?"

She replicated with a gut punch in frustation.

" What was that for ?!"

She let out a single angry "hmph!" as she walked past me to join her classroom, making big steps.

" So violent..."

After she left, I could notice the Maya girl waving at me in front of the classroom door of room 1-D.

Having not much of a choice, I waved back and closed the distance, putting my back on the wall near the classroom, letting out a sigh in the process.

" Hey!", she said while giving a gentle push to my hips with hers.

" What was that for, exactly ?"

She put her index up, closing her eyes, as if she had an idea and responded to me.

"When people have gloomy face, you strike some POSITIVE ENERGY into them."

The issue was that I didn't want any of this positive energy. Is this girl hyperactive ? It's like seven in the morning and she has that much energy already.

" People should approach life with a smile on their face. After all, a smile is ten times better than a frown !"

God bless her soul, her positive outlook on anything stronger than the realities of the world. I prayed for her to not join the corporate ladder and be faced with the reality of life.

" Sakurasagi, was it ? I think smiling isn't always the right answer to anything. "

She put her finger on the tip of her chin and slightly tilted her head. Yup, she was definitely confused by what I said.

"Really ? Usually, if something sad happens, I get happy by having my fill of ice cream."

That is concerning in itself, no normal human being functions like that.

" You think an ice cream would help you get trough a breakup ? "

Her eyes made two bigs O, while her mouth made a straight line. She was completely looking like the confused emoji.

" Would it not ? Why are you asking me that tough ? Did you break up with someone ?"

As she said that, Amy face appeared in my mind. I guess some would condiser that a friendship breakup.

" No, I didn't."

The Maya girl joined her hands together, putting her right arm around my elbow while softly tapping it, a big smile on her face.

" By the way, you can say Maya, it's fine. I don't like when people use my surname."

" Sure, Saku...I mean, Maya."

She smiled in response to me saying her first name.

As the other people in the class arrived, so did the teacher. It was that lab coat woman.

"Flirting so early in the day, ah how the the youth is beautiful."

She uttered, as she looked straight at me and Maya while the students were saying stuff under their breath. This woma, she's gonna start some weird rumours.

" Flirting ?", Maya said questionning what she meant.

"Oh, don't play dumb , young lady. Look at you just hogging him all for yourself with that arm of yours."

To be fair, she had a point, Maya arm was still embracing me after all. I put up with it but it was kinda embarassing.

" Your arm, Maya..."

She realised and immediatly put out her arm.

" Ah, sorry about that. I got carried away. "

" Interesting", said the shady teacher while scibbling something on a notebook.

" Well, i'll leave you youngsters to it, those dumbasses i work for gave me paperwork again. I arranged with Tomoka-sensei to take care of you today."

Here she was, clearly telling us she was putting her responsibility over us aside, leaving everyone here to give her weird looks as she sprinted out of here. Seriously, who hired that woman ?

We all got assigned our seat, as we presented one by one to the entire class. Me and Maya were the last to do the presentations. After she finished hers, she immediatly went to sit next to me. It seemed like fate itself chose for me to always have to deal with her.

I had got assigned the second to last seat in the last row in the classroom, while she got the first one. She seemed quite happy about her situation, balancing her feets up and down under the table.

" I'm glad i'm next to someone I know", she whispered to me in the comfort of her seat.

Girl, we don't even really know each other that much, what do you mean ? I simply ignored her bright smile as she said that while she just went back to kicking her feets up.

*

Scribbling noises could be heard, an avalanche of notebooks falling unto the table. As the man in the middle of the class started going on about some math problems almost nobody could ever comprehend, Maya tore a page out of her notebook, sticking out her tongue. She converged the thin layer of the paper into a fully armored plane. Fully set on destroying this world structure, she named the weapon of mass destruction.

What the hell was I watching, was she twelve ? At least I had to admit it was entertaining.

" Fly, Destroyer!"

Maya shouted for everyone to hear while I was dying of embarassment of any ideas of associations between her and me people would draw.

Her newly self proclaimed weapon of mass destruction flew to land in the hair of a girl placed in the first row. Your sacrifice formy dignity will be remembered, Girl A. Taken aback by the sudden tap she felt in her hair, Girl A turned around and looked everywhere, just to see Maya looking dazed and excited. At least, make your crime less obvious, girl !

Girl looked at Maya like she was her sworn ennemy, then proceeded to tear Maya's "masterpiece" tiny pieces. Wow, cold blooded if I say so myself.

" Destoyer ! How could you do this ?! Is this War ?"

Why was she saying this like she was delivering some lines in a comedic duo ?

This girl is so strange . How can someone be so happy and naive ? Next thing you know, she's probably gonna eat ten bowls or rice or something. Ah, whatever, why am I even trying to understand the inner workings of this creature ?

" Sakurasagi, I'm trying to teach ,so quiet down."

The teacher finally took notice of Maya, while she raised her arm to make a soldier salute. Yup, she definitely think we're taking part in some kind of running gag.

"Yes,teach!"

She went to back to doodling after being called out, without a care in the world. Forming some kind of incomprehensible stick figures on her notebook . In a way, that's kinda adorable but it doesn't change the fact she's far too active for my liking.

As I continued to observe her sticks, their former started to become clearer and clearer. I was definitely intrigued, as I didn't expect that at all. It took her a while but she had managed to make a good looking character out of those lines but... why does it kinda look like her ?

Seemingly satisfied from her work, she closed her notebook, took out a pillow from her bad and landed head first on the table. It was clear to me at this point it had always been her intention to sleep in those classes. To be fair, arithmetics are indeed a pain so I can understand where she's coming from.

This one girl doesn't try to conform to what people want, she just does whatever she wants. It's kinda admirable in a sense.

" I hate maths...",I silently complained.

As the teacher continued on his incomprehensible lingo, I was saved by the sound of the bell. Like it was programmed in her metabolism, Maya woke up and put the pillow and her notebook back in her bag.

I decided to exit the classroom, those headaaches caused by numbers intensifying. However, as I did that, a sweet scent graced my nose and an arm wrapped around me. I Imediately removed it . I knew all too well it was Maya.

" Ah sorry,Ei Ei. I gues this makes you uncomfortable."

For some reason, she actually seemed sad for once, wich by the little I already knew seemed completely out of character. She seemed quite confused. As I was getting unconfortable by seeing her like this, I changed the subject.

" By the way, what was the deal with that plane ?"

She assumed a fighting stance, lowered her head and wiped invisible tears . Talk about eccentric.

" Destroyer,your sacrifice won't be in vain ..."

" You really do whatever you want, huh ? "

She made a head movement that signaled she didn't understand what I was saying at all.

" You're kind of hyper but regarldless of that, it's kinda weird how you think you can get away with anything ?"

She looked straight into my eyes, judging me.

" What does that mean ? You're saying stuff like i'm comitting crimes. "

" Let's just say you do whatever you want ?"

" Not really, i'm not a criminal ..."

It's true that good communication was never my forte, seems like I just made her extremely confused. Wait a minute, why am I acting all buddy buddy with her ? Maybe this happiness virus is contagious ?

" I just mean that it seems like you live your life fully ."

She showed me her pure white teeth with a big smile, she was definitely back to her happy mode.

" I'm just trying to live my life to the fullest. You know what they say? When life gives you chocolate, eat the whole box."

...

" Maya...That's not what they say..."

" Really ?! "

She was completely dumbfounded. Maybe she should listen to these classes after all ? I cut short this discussion , as it felt like nothing productive would come out of it and just walked in the corridor to join the next class, ignoring her.

" Ah, he left already, that's too bad, I wanted to ask him about little Amy..."