I Want an F

Chapter 12

"Yeah, it's really good." I could hear Sakura laugh from her room. "You should watch it."

"I don't know when I'd find the time." Jun told her.

"You study too much!"

I stared down at my textbooks. Sakura's victory date with the class B representative had turned into a relationship. Now, a month later, he was over at our house almost every day. Sakura and I never did anything with each other anymore.

"Oh, whatever!" I told myself, closing my textbook. I got up from my desk and went over to collapse on my bed. "We're still twins. It's not like a boyfriend will replace me."

My phone started to ring and I grabbed it from the shelf. "Hello?" I said quickly.

"Hey." It was Takumi. "You busy?"

"No." I said as Sakura's laugh filled the house again.

"What was that?" Takumi asked.

"Sakura's boyfriend is over." I told him.

"Oh." He breathed. In the past month, he had made it clear how upset he was that my sister was dating someone from class B. I had a feeling it wasn't who she was dating that was bothering him though.

"So why'd you call?" I asked.

"We've got that English test coming up." He reminded me. "I was wondering if you'd help me study."

"Yeah, sure." I agreed. "My parents are out right now, and I can't leave Sakura and Jun alone together, so can you come over here?"

"Yeah. I'll be right over." He said, and then hung up.


"Is this right?" Takumi asked.

I wasn't paying attention to him. I was more focused on the door to the kitchen. A few minutes ago, Sakura had lead Jun in there. I could hear them messing around, apparently trying to make cookies.

"Ken-chan!" Takumi shouted.

"Huh? What?" I looked at him.

"Is this sentence correct?" He asked, showing me his paper.

"Um…" I looked over what he had written. "Your name is a proper noun." I said, pointing to it. "It should be capitalized."

"Oh, thanks." He quickly changed it. Then he sat up and followed my gaze to the kitchen door. "So it does bother you."

"What?" I looked at him. "What bothers me?"

"The fact that your twin sister has a boyfriend." He clapped a hand on my shoulder. "I know just what you need, man."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "What do I need?"

He grinned. "A girlfriend of course!" Then his grin turned into a smirk. "Or I could help you."

"What?!"

Before I could do anything, Takumi had tackled and pinned me. "Get off!" I told him, trying to push him away. He was bigger than me, and I wasn't strong enough.

"Man, Ken-chan, relax." He laughed. "You're acting like a girl."

"I'm not a girl!"

"Yeah, Ken-kun is an uke." I turned my head and looked past Takumi to see Sakura standing in the kitchen doorway. Jun was behind her, looking down at me and Takumi.

"What are you guys studying?" Jun asked.

Takumi got up and let me sit up. He looked at Jun seriously. "A class F secret strategy." He said.

Jun raised his hands. "Hey, man, don't worry. You guys already beat us. We can't challenge you for another two months."

"Yeah, whatever." Takumi bent down and picked up his English book. "I'd better get going." He said. "I'll see you in class tomorrow, Ken-chan, Sakura-chan." With that, he walked out of the room headed for the front door.

"Ah! Wait!" I jumped to my feet and chased after him. "Takumi!"

"Yeah?" Takumi turned back to face me.

I stopped. What was I going to say? I knew that he had just been joking around, and it's not like if he left now things would be awkward between us. So why do I feel like I need to say something?

"Um… You should go over your proper nouns." I told him lamely.

He smiled. "Thanks. I will." He placed a hand on my shoulder. "And you should get a girlfriend." He said before leaving.

I stood in the open door and watched him walk away. "A girlfriend?" I repeated. I shook my head. I had never really been attracted to a girl before. It's not like I could get a girlfriend just because I wanted one.
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