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Dear Diary,
Tuesday, November 16, 2010♥1:29 PM

Violin + Piano

Chapter 27: Having sour plum doesn’t mean anything!

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Stella walked quietly down the hallway as the light blonde haired lass Fuyume followed beside her. A week has passed after the toilet incident and Stella was slowly recovering from the trauma she had suffered as a result to the assault carried out by Monoki. However, this moment of rage, was well kept within and so far, nobody have shown signs of knowing a small detail of what had happened. As one side sigh in relief of the speedy recovery of the golden haired pianist, the other is at the point of a nervous breakdown as the date of the school festival approaches.

Fuyume walked slowly down the hallway with her friend, who bore a pair of hollow aquamarine orbs strolling at the same pace with her, Stella. Fuyume, who was the chattier one among the threesome, this time, somehow did not seem to mind the silence that daunt over them both and continue to stroll down the hallway maintaining that comforting silence between them.

A few more steps and the 2 ladies reached the junction where the junior high section and the senior high section were connected by a bridge like link. Upon the appearance of Fuyume at the senior high section end, a junior high lass immediately rushed across the link and ran towards the two blonde girls.

Panting, the junior fished out a small packet of sour plums, each containing six seeds of wrinkled dried up flesh, and handed it over to Fuyume who in turn passed her a note. The junior nodded and left with a wave. Stella looked at Fuyume as she cracked the packet open, picked one seed up and placed it into her mouth.

“The child’s giving you problem again?” Stella asked as they traced back their steps that will lead them back to the classroom. Fuyume placed her hand over her tummy and looked ponderingly.

“Not really… Just that he always craves for sour plum.” Fuyume smiled as she rubbed her abdomen in a motherly way. Stella smiled as they continued their silent journey back to the classroom.

“Hey, can you help me hold this for awhile? I need to go to the ladies” Fuyume asked. Stella looked at the baby pink door just a few steps away from them and nodded. Fuyume smiled and uttered a ‘thanks’ before she passed to Stella the just opened pack of sour plums. Stella smiled as she watched her friend dashed into the ladies. She then went to the window sill and looked out, resting her head onto her folded arms, she watched the playful wind stir up the lonely earth.

#AT the same time~

The halls were silent and it should be as lessons were already on the go. However, instead of complete silence, a pair of footsteps could still be heard resounding down the hollow hallway. It was apparent that the hallway had visitors. A lad with chocolate brown hair and a girl with a petite frame and hazel brown locks walked down the empty hallway together. The air was silent as the couple strolled down the hallway without uttering a single word to each other.

“Kira, I need to go to the ladies, my hand’s dirty.” The girl informed the lad whom she called Kira. Kira nodded and said that he would be nearby. His partner smiled and disappeared into the baby pink door that stood out in the cream coloured wall.

Kira leaned against the wall as he waited for his brunette girlfriend to reappear from behind the baby pink door. Kira turned his head lazily and caught a quick glimpse of a familiar blonde head. Desperate to clarify his doubts, he walked forward, heading in the direction of the blonde. As he reached about 3 metres away from the blonde, all his doubts were cleared as he saw the beautifully defined features of the blonde.

“Stella!” Kira called out. The blonde jumped a little and turned to the direction of the voice. Stella’s empty aquamarine orbs widened as she saw the brunette who stood infront of her.

“Ki…ra…” Stella whispered in shock. Kira slowly approached Stella wanting to strike a conversation between them. Stella relaxed when she saw no sign of Monoki and slowly advanced forward with small steps.

“Kira.” A more confident voice called out. Stella looked up and froze when she saw Monoki with a pair of bluish gray orbs standing beside the slightly ajar door that slam shut making Stella jump. Monoki glared at Stella as she walked towards the duo. Stella slowly backed away as short lapse of memory on the bullying that happened flashed back and forth making her heart race.

“Stella?” A puzzled voice called out. Stella looked up and beyond Kira and Monoki and saw Fuyume. Fuyume’s gaze swept further to the side and looked at Stella. “Let’s go.” She continued monotonously. Stella stood still stunned for a moment and nodded as she looked down and dashed pass Monoki. Before she could even take the third step away from Monoki, she was suddenly held back. The force that yanked her back made the packet of sour plums in her hand fly out and land with a thud on the ground. However, the packet of preserved fruit was not the only who fell, Stella – due to the force of the jerk – made her fall bottom first to the floor.

Stella propped herself on her elbow and looked up with a blank gaze directed to Monoki as she saw the latter approached her slowly, eyes squinted as how a predator would eye its prey. Monoki stopped her advances as a ‘crunch’ sound emitted when she laid her feet down on the floor. Monoki removed her foot and saw a small wrinkled packet of sour plums. Monoki bent forward and picked it up between her index finger and thumb.

“This is yours isn’t it?” Monoki sneered as she flicked the packet to the angle of depression of Stella’s stomach. Stella looked at Monoki in pure fear.

“I heard that sour plum is well loved by expecting mothers as it soothes the aftermath of morning sickness.” Monoki recited from her memory as she continued walking forward.

“You are pregnant aren’t you?” Monoki hissed with disgust as she looked at Stella. Stella bit back her tears and remained silent. Monoki looked down at the lass on the ground and kicked her in the stomach. Tears rolled down her cheek as she felt Monoki pull her up to her feet and punch her back down and repeated the cycle a few times before verbal insults were flung at her, but still she kept mum. After the verbal insults ended, the one-sided fist fight continued as Monoki held Stella by her collar and continually punching her.

Aquamarine eyes strayed to the brown haired onlooker. She saw his fist clenched. She thought she saw rage in his eyes, for a short instant – she shall not deny – she felt hopeful. But when she slowly realized the hesitation that he was feeling, she suddenly felt as though that small hopeful flame for him to rescue her was extinguish and stubbed out.

Then, her gaze flew over to Fuyume. Her left fist was too clenched and she seemed ready to lunge forward and attack Monoki. But she too remained stuck at her original position with her right hand covering her abdomen as she watched the fight. Finally, she could not stand the torturing scene anymore and started to walk towards the brawl.

Stella saw Fuyume walking forward with pure rage in her eyes. Scared of the possible outcome, Stella caught the fist that was about to deal the next blow and throw her attacker off. Stella looked at Fuyume through her black eye and gave her a silent warning to stay out of this.

Monoki raised her hand up ready to deal the blow but Stella ducked from under Monoki’s raised arm while jabbing her in the abdomen. Monoki blanked out for a moment before stumbling backwards a few steps. Stella wiped the blood that was trickling down her jaw line and walked pass Monoki and approached Fuyume.

“Let’s go…” Stella whispered as she pulled Fuyume who was throwing death glares at Monoki. Fuyume resisted as she marched over where Monoki stood dragging Stella behind her.

“Immature brat.” Fuyume spat as she pushed Monoki down onto the floor. Smirking, Fuyume she bent down and picked up the packet of sour plum and pocketed it in her skirt pocket. Grabbing Stella’s shoulder, Fuyume brought Stella away.

+END+

A/N: How was it? OK? Yeps!! HAHA! Stella can fight(: lol… but she only fights back to protect people, she don’t fight just to fight(: why she didn’t protect herself in the previous chapter… idk seriously… ANW, reviews please!! (: nxt chapter shall come when im happy(: kidding! Review thanks~~ (:

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