One Silly Girl
In the mild rainy season of tempting September, the students of Journalism at Terabyte college were smothering away their pressure by smashing the screens of their iPad with their rapidly dancing agile thumbs. ” Trap the dumbass now, don’t let it go, no ” yells one of the nerdy boys.
Girls are also present there (obviously they will), some are yapping about someone’s new boyfriend, some are talking about trending makeup and others are talking about other girly stuff but there is a girl who is sitting in the far corner bench of the room. She is wearing earphones, listening to metal music while scrambling her light blue pen over pale pages of her buffy pinkish diary.
“Will Goku seize Hinata and be able to rip the balls off Naruto’s crotch” screams the title of the story she is writing.
Wiggling her pen at outrageous speed while scratching her head the pen flows out of her hand and bumps into the head of a boy who was reading a book and is 6ft tall, his hairs are long and wavy, and his right ear is pierced and has a tattoo of a badass skull on his neck.
He keeps his “How to speak politely” book on the table. He picks up her pen which hits him like an arrow. He glances at it slowly while rolling it slowly, and his left eyebrow pops up while noticing the pen.
He stands up, turns towards the owner of the pen, glances at her starry eyes, and walks elegantly towards her while maintaining holy eye contact.
“Anna, you like L from Death Note, right?” He gushes
Her cheeks turn red like a fresh plum and she answers while avoiding eye contact “Who is err, L, and what is this Death Note, is it a soap opera or something?”
“No, it’s an anime and a famous one.”
“I don’t know what an anime is, is it a kind of podcast “Oh is that so, then why do you have the exact symbol of L engraved on your pen exactly the same as the anime?”
“Aa aa” stutters Anna. She snatches her pen out of his hand, packs her stuff in the bag, and rushes out of the room.
“Am I strange or is she so silly and shy?”
He sits down on the bench and continues to read his lovely book.
The same day at night Anna was sitting at her desk writing the reviews and doujinshi. Her doujinshi was full of twists, sexual encounters, and emotional distress. She was 5 times bestseller in the doujinshi market in the past 5 years in Japan and 20th in the world. While writing she began to wonder ” Why he, oh what was his name....a...d..k...dick, no way!” She giggles out then she shuts her soft pinkish eyelids and concentrates. “K...Kei...Azuma Kei, the half Japanese half Indian boy” she mumbles.
She now clearly remembers her school days when Kei was a sensational guitarist who was the lead guitarist in one of the japan top 3 bands Akama Zone. He used to tour worldwide and he was an idol he still is but after that horrendous incident which took his best friend’s life, he quit the band and has become an introvert completely for the past 1 year.
She grabs and pulls her hair in anxiety “Now he knows that I like anime, what if he tells all the college that I am a clumsy nerdy girl who likes anime?”
“I don’t think he is that kind of guy” a playful voice gushes.
“Oneesan, you... were you eavesdropping on me?”
"Is it my problem that you yap to yourself like a duck too loudly?"
"Me a Duck, What the fu..."
Anna grabs her sister's hair and starts pulling them like she was playing tug of war, her elder sister wraps her arms around Anna's legs and picks her up as if she were a pillow, and smashes her on the bed.
"Ah, ow.., Ouch how you got so strong Onee-chan?"
"Get up at 3:30 am and know yourself"
Onee-chan leaves the room and Anna clicks the light switch off and jumps onto the bed.
"Azuma Residence" nameplate says of a classy bungalow.
"Onee san what are you making today for your princess"
"Fried rice with spicy chicken stew" gushed Kei
Kei's Little Sis who is just 2 years younger than him grabs Kei from behind and whispers slowly into his ears" Onee san you made my favorite dish, I wanna reward you for it"
"Oh, Zaira you are more than a reward for me, after dad and mom left me when I was 10, I found new hope in my life, you my Zaira."
Zaira unfolds her arms and sits down on the chair keeping her head down while surrounding her head with her arms
Kei picks up the hotpot and keeps it on the dinner table and he goes towards Zaira.
"Zaira dinners ready let's eat." he massages her arms slowly to make her sit straight.
Zaira suddenly tilts her face up, holds Kei's head with her hands and "Chuu" kisses him.
After kissing Zaira looks up to Kei with her red turned white as snow face and gushes" I wanna marry you, Kei"
Kei gives a confused look to her while bringing his eyebrows close together" What do you mean"
"I really love you Kei, and you know we are not blood-related"
"But Zaira you are just 19 you have a big life in front of you and I can't marry my sister!"
"I want to be more than just a sister, I want you to feel me from the inside to deep down to my soul"
"Wh..."
"I wanna lose my..vir..virginity to you Kei"
Zaira's eyes get teary and Kei just can't help himself, so he rushes toward her and hugs her.
"Why are you crying stupid Zaira"
"Cause you won't make me your Woman"
Kei smoothly flares her hand over silky smooth hair and slowly kisses her forehead.
"I don't have those kinds of feelings for you Zaira."
"I will make those feelings arise inside you, Kei"
Zaira grabs Kei's head and locks her silky smooth juicy lips on his lips, doing a deep french kiss.
To be Continued....
