"don't lie please, i can't take it" with HanaMai (or MimiMai with "you want me" if you'd like a challenge B) )
There was always silence between the two if one of them was hiding something, definitely. Even though Hana was already pretty quiet, if Mai spoke to her, she would speak. That was the thing though- usually Mai spoke first.
It was so dark in this room now. Hana stared up at the bottom of the bunk bed above hers, then she looked at the empty spot besides her, where Mai had slept for a week. It was so comfortable, whether Mai chatted for hours on end or fell asleep then and there. No, there was definitely something wrong, and the tension in the room threatened to swallow her whole.
There was a silence “Yea! Of course I am.” Was the muffled sound from the bed that wasn't hers.
Hana held her breath, tears stinging at her eyes. Why she was crying was a mystery, but she hated it- she hated... this! whatever this was. Mai wasn’t upset with her for sure, but Mai was upset.
“Don’t lie please, I can’t take it.” Her voice trembled.
There was more silence, then a shift in movement. Hana sat up fast, nearly bumping her head on the bed above, as Mai slowly climbed down to meet her. The read head silently moved into the bottom bunk, Hana scooting over to give her room. They didn't meet eyes until they were lying besides each other. Hana’s were teary, but wide- watching, searching, waiting. Mai gave her a fleeting, regretful glance, then reached out to wrap her arms around the teary girl. They lay in silence for a little.
“No.” Mai’s voice was quiet.
“Will you tell me tomorrow?”
There was a small sniffle- really Hana not wanting to cry all over her girlfriend. “Okay. I’ll be here either way.”
The situation had not be solved, or even revealed, but Hana could do that much for Mai, both of them knew. Hana would be there for her always.
“Ugh!” It was a high pitched, ugly sound, but Mai didnt give a single care. Her hand also throbbed with how hard she’d hit the desk in defiance. This didn’t seem to affect one miss Mimi Santos who sat in the chair opposite of her desk, one leg resting atop the other at the thigh, her arms crossed. The smirk on her face was... it was!!
“I SWEAR to GOD, Santos.”
“Aw, you remembered my name” Mimi chuckled, watching the vollyball player seriously contemplate chucking the desk she was gripping.
“Whats your deal?! What do you want?” Mai had just about blown her top. It seemed everywhere she turned, she would notice Mimi standing there, like she was waiting for something, and honestly, Mai was getting tired of it. It was driving her up a wall, really. She had cornered the girl after class to find out the truth.
Mimi did not waver, though she stood up, surprising Mai out of her anger, however momentarily. “Listen, I get it.” She said smoothly, putting away her books and notes. “You think Ive been following you and pinky around, but we got to the same school, smartass, not to mention have the same homeroom and lunch. I think you’ve gotten it twisted though- You’re following me, not the other way around.”
Mai was so flabbergasted, her mouth opened, but words didn't come. What was she- what the- how could she--- “W.. What??? You think I’m following you? Fat chance!”
Mimi narrowed her eyes with a secretive smile. “I figured it out pretty quickly, what with the rumors. You know some people cant keep their mouth shut.” She stepped around her desk, winking as she headed towards the door. “So you don't have to ask, yes, I’ll go the flower festival with you.”
Mai made a noise, and frankly shut up, though her mouth was still open, echos of words she could have, should have, wanted to say.
“Look, I get it, you want me.” Mimi laughed in the doorway of the classroom before turning to disappear into the hallway.. “I don't blame you.”