The Wind of My Life

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- (Sebastian with his hand on his head) So, I even understand Stella ... But why did you hit me too?

- You deserved! I already said ... Don't pretend to pretend you passed out like that!

- (Sebastian) So if I had really passed out, I wouldn't…

- (Holding a paper fan tightly) GO AHEAD AND SAY IT, SEBASTIAN! IF YOU REALLY PASSED OUT AND WHAT?

- (Sebastian nervous) N-Nothing. Never mind…

- (Stella melodramatic) I already warned him, but do you really think he would listen to me?

- (Sebastian) No, you never warned me of that.

- (Stella) AND NEED IT, YOU IDIOT?

- (Sebastian looking at me) Doesn't she really curse at me like that in front of you get one of your fans on her head?

- She's right. We don't need to warn you all the time of something that you would understand yourself.

- (Sebastian) You two are plotting against me, aren't?

- Hmm ...

Nobody told me about this dodgeball's match of the Sebastian's classroom against Robert's classroom. Much less about Sebastian being almost knocked out with the ball in his face. When Stella told me, I ended up getting too worried, but ...

- (Other me) LET'S GO! HIT HIM TO STAY IN HIS HEAD TO NOT PREPARE THIS AGAIN!

I ended up leaving my another me doing the student council things minutes before they showed up here on the 3rd floor to speed up and there was time for the 3 of us to get out of here soon and go to the hospital, but she ended up freaking out and gave Stella a fan beat while that my concern turned to hatred for Sebastian doing this dramatic scene and ended up hitting him ... Although I was going to do the same, but anyway ...

- But… are you really okay, Sebastian?

- (Another me) Really? Are you going to look like a worried girl after you hit him?

- (Sebastian) I'm fine, there was only a little bit of the mark on the face, but it's gone.

- (Stella) But, Sebastian ... Why did you kick the ball at that time? It was only to have evaded that you would not even have received the ball on your face.

- (Looking at Stella) Wait ... Did he really do that? For what?

- (Stellan dramatizing) Yes, he did! He almost hit the girls in the stands! I was afraid to end up in a coffin if that ball had hit me ...

- (Sebastian) Less, Stella.

- But if you had a chance to evade, why did you kick the ball?

Before I answered, I noticed that Sebastian hesitated to speak for a second and…

- (Sebastian) W-Well, I wanted to! It would be an advantage for Robert's team if they had both balls, so I kicked the otherside for my team to catch.

- (Stella) I heard that you only lost because they didn't catch it, right?

- (Sebastian) Yeah ~~ There was no way to predict that.

When Sebastian replied, for some reason, he didn't seem very sincere or sure that was why. Even my another me, I keep thinking the same thing.

- And your foot? Doesn't it hurt or anything?

- (Sebastian) It's fine. Look, I can walk, right?

- (Another me) Go! Be the kind girl and ask him to see if everything is really okay! - Don't make it up!

- (Stella) I wasn't convinced. Show your foot, cripple! - What???

- (Sebastian) I already said! I'm good . Don't pre…

- (Looking to the side) Eh… S-Show now, Sebastian. We need to be sure that e-everything is fine. - I can't believe I'm supporting you for this, Stella!

- (Sebastian) HUUUUH?

- (Stella) Hurry up! You don't want me to push you in my "affectionate" way, do you?

- (Sebastian slightly nervous) A-Alright! Wait a minute…

After that, Sebastian ended up sitting on the couch and took off his socks and sneakers, and ended up showing his foot.

- (Sebastian moving his foot joint) There you are, foot lovers! No bruise!

- (Stella) Okay. You can put the sock back on before the stench comes out!

- (Sebastian) Hey! I washed my foot after the game. Don't come with this one!

* watching Sebastian's foo

- I didn't know that the veins in your foot were so visible ...

* strange silence

WHAT DID I SAY!? WHY DID I SAY THIS !? Even Stella was looking at me surprised by what I said!

- (Another one laughing a lot) HAHAHAHA ~~ How daring, Naomi!

- Ahhh… Sorry, I didn't mean…

- (Stella suspicious) Look… It looks like someone here likes to see a male vein ~~

- (slightly red) STELLA! II didn't say it that way! It was just someone else's observation totally irrelevant.

- (Stella smiling devilishly) Yeaaaaah. I will remember this for future research ~~ - Stop, Stella!

I end up turning my gaze to Sebastian and he looks neutral, as if he doesn't understand what Stella has just said.

- (Sebastian confused) Ah…. Thanks…?

- (Me and the other me) You are very slow, Sebastian ...

Sebastian ended up putting his sock and his sneakers back on, while Stella looked at me with a machiavellian smile on her face. Why did I say it like that? As much as Sebastian doesn't understand much of our comments, I'm the only one who won't be able to look in the mirror for saying such an absurdity.

- Ahem… Shall we go soon? There are still things to do here.

- (Stella) And what is it?

I go behind my desk, pick up a batch of printed papers with the lists of extracurricular activities that we are going to nail on the bulletin boards, and place them on top of the central table in the room.

- (Stella slightly scared) Wow ... I didn't want to work for you even if it was the last job option in the world, Naomi ...

- But today you will taste it.

- (Sebastian) I remember that I had more paper than that.

- Well, I asked the other council members to nail the lists earlier, but apparently, they took a while because a certain dodgeball went on.

- (Stella pointing at Sebastian) His fault there.

- Anyway ... They put it all over the 1st floor and in the auxiliary buildings where some clubs operate. So only the 2nd and 3rd floors are the rest to complete.

- (Sebastian) Hmm. So, where do you want to start?

- It would be better if one of us loaded the papers and the other 2 put the lists, so ...

* Me and Stella looking at Sebastian

- (Sebastian) Okay, I carry it.

- (Stella) That's right! You need to do something useful with your ve ... I mean, hands. - She will not stop even with this clowning.

- (Sighing) Okay. Just put your backpacks there on the couch.

After they put the backpacks on the couch, I ended up taking out the papers little by little to give to Sebastian, while I point my head at where some pins are to attach the lists. After Stella picks up the pins and Sebastian is carrying this batch of paper, we leave the council room and ask them to go ahead, while I lock the door to the room, just in case.

- (Another me) I swear I saw some veins on his arm ~~

- (Mentally) Can you stop it? Focus on the important.

- (Another me) Focus on touching his muscular arm on your dreams? That would be very interesting ~~

- (Mentally) What's yours problem? You're annoyed and boring as usual.

- (Another me) Well, I just think we are in consensus, because you are also thinking about doing that.

- (Mentally) Stop it!

- (Sebastian) Naomi, have you locked the door?

- (Slightly nervous) Y-Yes, now! Ahem… Let's go!

…

After that, Stella and I, who had a box full of pins, went ahead and Sebastian came behind with the papers. As the intention is to be faster, we decided to go down the stairs on the side of the council room to start at the 2nd floor and climb back up to the 3rd to put the pins back in their place and pick up our bags to go.

After about 10 minutes, we managed to put all the lists on the 2nd floor and went back to the 3rd floor by the same stairs that we went down and made the path that would end in front of the board. But in that ...

- (Stella speaking quietly) So ... How's it going with Sebastian ~~?

Here comes Stella's provocation ...

- (Speaking quietly) We are fine.

- (Stella speaking quietly) Is that all? Tell more. I heard you two came back to school together, glued to each other ~~

- (Speaking quietly) No exaggeration, Stella. And we didn't see them glued together.

- (Stella speaking quietly) But you wish this, right?

- (Speaking quietly) Stop it. And please, don't talk about it when he's near.

- (Stella speaking quietly) Stay calm ~~ It is easier for him to hear a noise at the end of the corridor than we are talking. And so far, he hasn't even asked what we're talking about.

You are wrong, Stella. He's just maintaining respect for not trying to hear what we're talking about. We are only about 5 steps in front of him, but it happened at once that I was making some sounds with my mouth and he managed to discover that I was playing to the rhythm of Paramore's song called "Still Into You", so in terms of listening to others, it's good. And you can tell at a glance that he must be thinking about some music in his head to keep moving around the way he is now. He even smiled now ...

- (Speaking softly) But what about you, Stella? Have you made any progress with Ian?

- (Stella talking low and red) W-What? Do you really think I-I would want something with that pervert?

- (Speaking quietly) If he's so perverted, why doesn't he go after someone else? There must be some boys more interesting than him.

- (Another me) Said the girl who doesn't take her eyes off a certain little boy~~

- (Stella speaking lightly loudly ironically) Yeah. I'll do it. There is no reason for me to give him a chance if he doesn't take advantage.

- (Sebastian) If it's because of Ian, you're lying!

(Stella red) SHUT UP, SEBASTIAN!

- (Stella speaking softly) But let's be honest ... Do you think I should insist on him yet?

- (Speaking quietly) Wasn't it you who were already thinking about giving up right now?

- (Stella speaking quietly) Just answer the question ...

Hmm. How convenient for Stella to ask me that with Sebastian here behind us. And I have to give a vague answer, but that Stella understands that she should insist on Ian. Even if what I said to Sebastian was for him not to help, I spoke more because of him, because I wanted him to spend a little time thinking about him and not about friends but not out of malice or something.

Honestly, even I want to get Ian and Stella together. They are cute, fight like any couple and even when they do something that annoys each other, they regret it and apologize to each other. And just the fact that Stella wants to be close to Ian when he needs it most is not just because of his friendship, but because he likes him a lot. Well…

- (Speaking quietly) I can't tell you~~

- (Stella speaking slightly loudly) Come on! Tell something good and more explicit, please!

- That's something you need to answer, Stella~~ If you think you should and that's what you want, go ahead and don't waste that chance.

I glance at Sebastian and see him smiling slightly, realizing what I just did. Now I'm not even going to be able to look at him without him giving me a laugh like "And why is that for me?"

- (Stella) Hmmm… You must be right.

- (Sebastian) What are you talking about?

- (Me and Stella) It's none of your business~~

- (Sebastian) The alliance against me is already made ...

…

After adding some lists, we ended up entering the corridor where some clubs are located. As there are only 2 bulletin boards, Stella ended up taking enough papers and pins for the boards, leaving Sebastian and me alone, walking slowly on the way to the student council room. As much as I want to talk to him, I'm kind of embarrassed after having this conversation with Stella….

- So, how was your day, Naomi?

- Well, it was good. The classes were good, the council staff did their jobs and there is no service for later, so I can say that everything is going well.

- That's good, Naomi~~

- And youn, dodgeball player?

- You'll be throwing it in my face, right?

- Well, the way Stella said, it seemed like a lot that you and Robert were going to stop until one annihilated the other.

- You know that Stella has an attachment to dramatize things, right?

- I know that, but it seemed to me that you were really excited.

- Eh ... Well, it's natural when the fire of youth is at the height of our skins ...

- And you are not so different from Stella in this aspect of dramatizing ...

- Look, I just got carried away and played. There's nothing wrong with that, as far as I know.

- You sure?

- Yeah. And in the end, I had fun. Of course, more because I didn't go to the infirmary.

I only gave a slight smile, but honestly ... I would be very nervous if something had happened to him.

- So don't get excited. Because if you do something like this, I will hit you until some judgment will ne carried away on your head.

- It sounds like a phrase from an 80s comedy series...

- (Another me) Nothing! You want him to get carried away with you ~~ - Don't ruin the moment!

Walking a little further, we ended up passing the rooms of some clubs that are empty, except for one that is next to us. And passing by, I realize that it is the Club of Supernatural Studies, with some members sitting, talking about something.

- (?) Oh, Sebastian! I'll be right back here, guys ...

I still wonder why this as***** with all his popularity at school, prefers to stay in this club that many hate. I don't even need to turn my gaze to realize it's…

- (Sebastian being charismatic) Hi, Robert.

- (Robert) Eh ... How's the face?

- (Sebastian pointing at his face) I already told you. It's all right. Even the brand is gone.

- (Robert) Oh how nice. And apparently it is well accompanied, right, Naomi? - Damn it!

- (Discouraged) Hi, Robert ...

- (Sebastian) All the members are there, right?

- (Robert) Yeah, only Claire who went to the bathroom a while ago and hasn't come back yet.

- (Sebastian) Did she come today?

- (Robert) Yes, she came. But she preferred to stay in hers, you know? Because of the graffiti thing, you know.

- (Sebastian) Ah yes ...

- (Robert) So, not wanting to say anything and such, but why are you passing by?

- (Sebastian) We are doing an advice thing. You know, volunteer service.

- (Robert) Yeah, it makes sense.

- (Pulling up Sebastian's uniform sleeve) Hey, Sebastian, let's go. We have to finish soon.

- (Robert) Ah ... I'm sorry for taking your time. I just wanted to say a quick hello to Sebastian. Anyway… See you tomorrow ~~

- (Sebastian) You too ~~

After that, Sebastian and I walked back to the student council room ...

- Eh ... What is it, Naomi?

Obviously he was going to realize that I am different when Robert ended up calling and noticing us.

- Nothing, Sebastian.

- Naomi ... You are making that face again.

- (Sighing) Sorry, Sebastian ... I ...

*silence

- (Sebastian seriously) Naomi, I know there is something strange between you and Robert. Did he do something to you?

As much as I wanted to tell Sebastian, I feel like this is not a good time to say why. Even more knowing Sebastian, I very much doubt that he would believe me with Robert acting that way with him. I already find it strange that Robert gets along with the people in his club and I don't think about things beyond what I allow, but for him he's getting closer to Sebastian… He must be wanting something from Sebastian…

- (Sighing) Sebastian, let me warn you so that it stays in your head ... Don't be fooled by Robert's way, okay?

- Could you tell me straight away what he did to make you like this?

- Well ... I don't think this would be the best place to talk. Is it okay if we talk about it at another time?

I look at Sebastian who is still keeping a neutral expression, but after he sees my face, he sighed and changed his expression.

- Fine…

- Excellent…

I don't like to keep something hidden from Sebastian, especially when it comes to my personal problems. Sebastian has been an important support for me and he always helps me to think of something to deal with my problems, even though he doesn't know everything. But this ... I may be exaggerating the way I am thinking and Sebastian is going to scold me, if he would have the courage to do that to me.

- (Sebastian tugging lightly on my ear) But what's the use of not telling me that with that sad face?

- Sorry…

- Look, it's okay to ask me that. But at least, don't make me apprehensive if it's something simple. You know I'll listen to you and I'll understand you, but at least stay calm, okay?

Yeah ... Well, his face saying that kind of thing to me ...

…

A few minutes passed and we ended up being silent until we saw Stella sitting on the floor, next to the council door, with a face of boredom that I've never seen before. I approach and touch her shoulder.

- You died, right?

- (Stella with boring voice) They took a long time, huh?

- (Sebastian) It was bad. We…

Before saying anything, Sebastian looked at me quickly and resumed his answer.

- (Sebastian) I stopped to go to the bathroom and Naomi was waiting for me

- (Stella) How disgusting, huh? Making a girl wait for you like this?

- It's not like you haven't already done that, is it, Stella?

- (Stella) I already said! I just went to wash my mouth off that spit because of that nut. And it wasn't even Sebastian who was there.

- (Sebastian) I didn't know that. When was that?

- (Stella) If you tell him, Naomi ... From the school gate to the outside, the story is different ...

- (forceful smile) I don't remember anything…

- (Sebastian) Really? I really wanted to tell Ian that.

- (Stella) Don't even think about it! I count and you keep quiet!

While the two were talking about the day that Stella bet that she would get walnuts from last week's lunch and ended up pissing in the girls' bathroom, I went into the council room, closed the room windows and grabbed our backpacks to get out of school.

- Eh… Do you mind if you went ahead? I need to hand over the key to the council in the teachers' room. I'll run if I can.

- (Sebastian) Alright. We are waiting for you there in front of the gate, right?

(Stella) I thought that's anyone couldn't run at school, student council president Naomi Yuhkana ~~

- Don't say my name like that, okay? It looks like you're going to bribe me.

- (Stella) I'm just kidding ~~ Hurry up.

After that, I went quickly down the stairs to the 2nd floor and went to the teachers' room quickly. Entering, I noticed that all the teachers seemed to be busy with some school burocracy because they seem very nervous. I just go in and head towards the coordinator's table, who just looks and nods to hand over the keys to the council room. The advantage of dealing with people like him is that you can understand his mood and mood just by looking at their expressions.

After handing over the key, I ended up leaving the teachers' room and went to meet Sebastian and Stella at the school gate, but for some strange reason ...

- Eh ... What happened here?

- (Stella slightly red) Question from him!

- Sebastian, what did you do?

- (Sebastian with his face on the wall) I learned the difference between saying something funny and something humiliating and shameful to a girl ...

- I dissapear for 5 minutes and you already kill yourself, right?

From what I understood of Stella talking and stuttering, Sebastian ended up comparing her sense of patience with the size of her breast capacity ... In other words, I think he deserved the slap marked on his face ... And I must be more patient than her for comments like that ...

…

- (Stella) Got it, right? Go home, get ready and we'll meet you two in front of the commercial area. And be there at 4:20 pm to go together and give Ian a little surprise.

- (Sebastian) Surprise? Are you going to scare everyone in the hospital bed? It's a direct ticket to Hell, you know that?

- Don't overdo it, Sebastian.

- (Stella) Got it, right?

Sebastian and I just nod. After that, we all go the same way, talking about school stuff and random stuff. After a few minutes of walking, Sebastian was the first to arrive home, while Stella and I went together to an intersection, where our paths end up changing.

* remembering the veins in Sebastian's foot

Where was my head when I said that? I don't even comment on his body and such, but why? Maybe it was because of that dodgeball's match ... But thinking about it for a while now, Stella had commented once that he didn't want to go back to playing any sport like that unless it was necessary. I don't remember the reason, but the fact that she pinched Sebastian's cheek left me intrigued, since she is slightly brutish to the point of hitting a punch from something more silly ...

Although ... I don't know if it's my impression ... But he was more happier than usual today. What happened to him be like that?