Accost Splendora ❷ C-5_44 Under The Peach Tree

Book By Ryan T.S

Chapter 5

Page 44- _Impalpable Rage_

Kagami.... _Just so you know, i borrowed your contact from Kiyo's phone. Anyway, as i said i don't have time, so i need you to come to Ilya Gakuen as fast as you can. It's near Koniaki so your destination is the same. All you have to do is ask around for directions. When you enter the school, head straight to class 3-S and ask for Kagami. Tell them you're my older sister, here to take me home under emergency circumstances. And while you're at it, bring me a towel and a pair of your casual clothes. Be sure to come with a car for simpler transportation. I'll explain everything when you arrive so please be quick. I know this sounds mysteriously ridiculous but please i really need...._

Suddenly the call cut off a 'Kagami!," yelling like voice, possibly searching for rude mouth. Confused and still packing up an effort to understand the situation, Rin backed a silent uneasy feeling down her heart.

        'If she's giving me such abstract thorough instructions for help, she must be in a dire position, and greatly desperate. I guess helping her won't hurt, but where would i get a car to do that?," pity sunk into a frivolous sack of perplexing emotions, whilst fixating on the task at hand.

To think she tackled great effort for the rudest person she had ever met on earth?, even doubtful mumbles slowly grabbed a way out, shouting "You must be delirious!".

    'If only Takashi was here, i could've asked him to drive me, Why did he even leave his car in the hands of a careless and useless friend!?." Haruno sounded stupid asking the absurd but obvious, she didn't know how to drive with more to mention, her hate for chocking the wheel. Hope seemed to discolor, not long shining a promising sight at the end. Except her so called sight was more of a thundering sharp blow by the door, which she ignored for one whole minute.

       'Who's trynna disturb me on a beautiful morning like this!?, it's saturday for god's sake!," complaints trailed off stairs, stopping the rhythmic noise on her door.  No heeded caution whatsoever, her swiftness exceeded normalcy, grandly opening with a bothersome screech.

Off to a rambling roar she was, yet to lift her head in surprise, or maybe not so much. 

A smiling gorgeous stood head tilted cute-like in a fanciful pose, unaware of the infuriated lady troubled with short-hands.

     'It's still....," her filthy kisser shut tight, gazing up the unchecked guest she was about to insult.

To Be Continued.....