I don't care

Harumi's teacher gave her a stern look while he handed her her checked history test. Remorseful she stared at the tips of het indoor shoes while she took the test. 28%. When she turned around to walk back to her desk the remorseful look disappeared and made way for her usual bored expression she showed during history class. Why should we even have to have japanese history? It already happend and we can't do anything about it anymore. Harumi thought to herself while she crumpled up her test and shoved it in her backpack. Her forte was more with sports and math. She even got a few scholarships for some universities for next year on her alethic performances. Not that it was her dream to become a famous sports person or what ever, but if it ment going to university for free, she would gladly continue with athletics.

"How did you do on your history test?" Kiyra asked while Harumi and her best friend walked to the bicycle stand after athletics club. Harumi had first met Kiyra in middle school. They were both star players in the athletics clubs of their schools and often had matches against each other. Back then they were rivals. Low and behold, when Harumi went to high school, apparently Kiyra had chosen the same one. And to make matters worse, they even became classmates. At first they didn't really talk and avoided each other until they both tried out for the athletics club and began to spend more time together. At that time Harumi realized that they actually had a lot in common and that she actually really liked Kiyra. From that moment on they had been best friends. She shrugged her shoulders upon which Kiyra giggled.

"How can you even graduate if you keep failing that class?" Kiyra asked while checking her phone.

"Well, i had a score of 115% on my math test..." Harumi said indifferently. "I had every question right, plus the bonus question." She explained after Kiyra gave her a questioned look.

"Oh my god!" Rina exclaimed suddenly while she pushed Harumi behind a shrubbery in a flowerbed and joined her. Kiyra began to franticly spy trough the bushes looking at something. Harumi followed her example. She showed some leafs aside and followed Kiyra's gaze to a group of boys standing at the entrance of the bicycle stand. Harumi recognized the boys immediately. They were their sempais by one year and were all in the soccer club. She knew who their were since Kiyra had a major crush on Kaito, the goalie and captain of the team.

"Kaito is looking fineeee today!" Harumi giggled while playfully elbowing Kiyra in her midriff. Kiyra gave her a playful slap on her arm while her face turned a deep crimson red.

"Be quiet before they hear us!" She whispered while her face was still red. "But your right, he is especially handsom today." Kiyra sighted.

"You alway say that." Harumi whispered while she tried not to lough at her love struck friend. Sometimes she was a bit envious of Kiyra. She really loved that boy. Harumi did have a boyfriend in the past, but it was not like she loved him or something. It wasn't that she hated him, it was more that she was kind of indifferent to the whole situation. It was so weird, shouldn't normal high school girls only be interested in make-up and boys and such? Harumi like to do make overs and such when she had a sleepover with her friends, but she wasn't really into make-up and didn't wear it on a daily basis. She also didn't really get the appeal of boys. It wasn't that she was like a grade schooler who thought boys were gross or something, she just thought that they were complete idiots and didn't want to waste her time on them. Sometimes that made her worry, was it normal to not care about all that stuff on this age? Of course she couldn't really talk to anyone about it because she was way to embarrassed. After a short while some of the boys they had been spying on went to get their bicycles while the others made their way to the train station. Once everybody was gone Kiyra and Harumi came out of their hiding place and walked to their own bicycles.