Ch. 7 - Second day...

"Hayashi, could you take these handouts to class 2?"

"Nei."

"Can I go to sensei?" Hina asked.

"Go ahead. And thank you, girls."

We politely bowed our heads and headed off into the ghostly halls.

Not a fangirl in sight. Oh, how peaceful these halls are without those annoying bugs polluting my eardrums. I was about to turn the corner when I heard a shriek.

"What in the fu-"

Hina quickly clasped my mouth with her nasty, sweaty palm and pulled me against the wall. I glared at her. She quickly removed her hands from my precious food eater. For all the germs, I have to rinse my mouth twice, not thrice, with mouthwash before lunch. I can't have these dirt particles affecting my taste buds. What if I disgrace the food? No that can't be I need to go to the restroom.

"Reina-chan," Hina whispered. She pointed at the corner we were about to turn and put a finger to her mouth. Silence.

What do you mean? I need to hurry up and give these papers to class 2! So that I can rinse my mouth.

I shook my head and I was about to turn the corner when I heard a grumble. I unconsciously pressed my back to the wall. My heart beat so fast. Is this the famous ghost? This is not how I'm supposed to die! A lonely maiden, with only the taste of dirt in my mouth.

I nudged Hina.

I looked for an exit, anything, please! I spotted a door that lead to the outdoors.

I locked my eyes on Hina and glanced at the door.

'Hina-chan lets go out that door.' I eyed her.

She nodded her head and we slowly crab-walked to the nearest exit.

"Could you show me around the school, I got lost."

Nope. Nope. Nope. Not a ghost. I exhaled the breath I didn't even know I was holding. Hina also was finally not as white as a sheet of paper anymore.

Thank you gods for saving us. I will surely repay you and visit the shrine on New Years! I promise I won't skip it again.

"Get lost," an annoyed voice spat back.

"I already am," there was an edge to the female voice.

You know what? Humans are scarier than ghosts. I quickly shimmied my way to the exit door with Hina. As soon as the floral scent of the garden hit my nose I let out a deep breath. Even beads of sweat lined my forehead.

"That was close," Hina squeaked.

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Well off to class 2-- Wait Hina-chan how do we get back inside?" I panicked as I pulled at the locked door.

"Oh no, if this one is locked that means all of them are locked," Hina stared at the locked handle so hard that I saw a vein popping out of her forehead.

If she continues to concentrate so much her vein will burst and then there will be blood everywhere. On my face, my shoes, her shoes, the pretty roses-- but they are already reed so I guess that doesn't matter. But most importantly, I will be charged with manslaughter! Who would believe that me? That her vein popped from concentration. No, I cannot afford to have even a smidge of weirdness on my background. I need to be squeaky clean. And who else will shoulder the burden of vice-representative better than Hina-chan? Nobody!

Pure terror. That was the only way to describe this moment.

"Hina-chan calms down I will find a way," I assured her. Maybe, I can find a way. No, I will find a way. Confidence is the key to success.

"Hina-chan," her eyes watered as she stared at me with a weird strange look as drool slowly came out of her mouth for having it open.

"Hina-chan you will get a fly in your mouth. Close it, that is very improper."

"Yes, mam," she saluted me.

Why is she doing that? We're not in the military.