Well, ok. I thought there'd be more interest.
You decide to wait next to the bike shed. It's not really a shed, with a tin roof and cinderblock walls, but it's a nice place to stay. There's a place to lock up bikes and the cinderblock is open on one side, making the entire thing look like a bus stop bench.
You sit upon the bar and, as always, see no bicycles. You wonder if anyone here seriously owns one, as the school is in a mountainous area. You burn through some time, just thinking. After a while your mind won't stop diverting to thinking about Ai, even though it's much too early for her to be up anyway. As you see things, you've come a nice distance in your relationship with her, and think about the one time she "accidentally" flashed her breasts at you. Smiling smugly, you come to a realization.
"Life isn't so bad. Sure, I can't sleep, but hell. Who can?"
You've burnt a half-hour in self contemplation, and decide to wander over to the front hall of the school as they should be opening the doors any time soon. You like your first period teacher, Mr. Aramaki, and like to hang around in his class before it starts.
You walk into his room, as normal, a good time before class. You're the first of the few who wake early- the occasional groan from outside the door is a reminder of that- and you decide to actually finish up that last bit of homework.
You don't know exactly when, but you take a breath and smell the familiar smell of peachy. Feminine hands cover your eyes, preventing you from finding the value of x, not that you cared in the first place.
"Guess who, Ueki?"
"Who else could it be, Ai?"
You hear her familiar light chuckle, as her hands leave your eyes. You turn in your desk, and see one of the few things you truly care about.
She was perched atop a desk, pushing the dress code limits with a simple tank top and slightly loose jeans. She managed to get away with such clothing due to her rather... small bust, which made most teachers cut her some slack about necklines and the like. However, as anyone who'd seen her wear something form fitting- she had amazingly feminine hips and a nice ass for such a small, thin girl.
Hey. Nothing wrong with thinking like a man when you are one. you think.
While lost in thought, Ai draped her arms around you and brought her head next to yours. The smell of peaches flooded your senses, as you gently hugged her back.
"I've got to get to my next class now. See you in Art."
You stayed dazed a little while afterwards, being brought back from peach heaven by the sound of the bell.
Mr. Aramaki, the Chemistry teacher, slowly gathered his papers together, and wrote on the board.
"All right students, I'm tired. Here's some bookwork that will take you half the period to do and four seconds for me to grade. Keep it down, ok?"
"Mr. Aramaki, what about yesterday's homework?"
"Eh, turn it in by the end of the week."
You finished up the four problems quickly, having always been somewhat good at science. You didn't really know most of the people in your class aside from your lab partner, Nikolai. He was a calm, happy-go-lucky guy that people liked to be around, and you were glad you got him as a partner. You absentmindedly doodled in your notebook, without really thinking about what you were drawing.
The sound of people shifting their things around brought you to life once more. Looking at your notebook, you saw what you normally did- trees, plants, and the like, natural scenery, but this time, something caught your eye. You drew a wheat field... Normally, innocent enough, but... You swear you could see a face in the wheat. A detailed one. Did you really do this absentmindedly?
You shook off the thought, and went through the rest of your classes uneventfully. Your last class, Art, was almost over, and you were talking with Ai.
What should you ask/say?
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((Conversation. Everyone can make 1-3 suggestions, and you'll wind up saying the 3 most popular, then important, and finally sensible, sorted in that order. So if you had 6 different suggestions, "ask opinion on what music cows like" wouldn't make it.))
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Topic: Dark Synapse: Suggestion Game (Read 680 times)