The wind blew harsh against Ataru, chilling her ears and freezing over her heart. The slush below her feet squirmed into her feet and the rotten stank of nearby garbage assaulted her nose with heavy reinforcements. Angrily, she wrenched her hood up and over her hirsute hair.
Nearby a truck wailed down the road and a traffic light began clicking loudly as someone crossed. Ataru turned down a nearby road and up into a culdesac, cleverly hidden from the road by a wild unkempt bushy explosion of trees and vines.
She wandered up the road, stomping along the tarmac and feeling that if a car were to around the corner she’d just smash it with her incorrigible rage. “Grr.” She whispered under her breath as she slammed up the stairs of a nearby house with quaint window boxes that just annoyed her right now.
She threw open the door and threw her stuff down, falling to the ground, her head lolling into her drawn-up knees. She sighed, a single tear trickling down her face. Her phone beeped loudly and she looked up, her nose quivering and eyelids heavy under droplets. She shook herself angrily and picked up the phone, spotting a text.
(Hey Ataru, I just heard a student got expelled from Grovetown Highschool. Are you okay? My school got released early so the teacher’s could be dispatched to help.)
Ataru allowed a small smile to creep up her face before she rapidly fired a text back.
(Hey John, uh, I am okay. Just not in the way you’d think. Text me back, one minute. Got it? -Ataru-)
She got up and poured herself a glass of water. She grabbed a cookie and sat down on her bed, cranking her music up to eardrum-obliterator when the phone rang cheerily. Ataru grinned and picked it up, “Hey John!” she yelled into the speaker.
“WHAT!?” the distant voice screamed back, “ATARU WHAT IS GOING ON!? DO YOU HAVE KING AND COUNTRY IN YOUR BEDROOM!?”
Ataru barked a laugh and obligingly turned down her radio. “Better?” she asked.
“Much.” Returned the other and the sound of rubbing was heard through the speaker, “That hurt. Anyway, what did you want to say?”
Ataru swallowed, feeling her throat contract nervously. She shook out her head angrily, “You know that kid that got expelled at my highschool today?” she blurted out.
“Yeeeessss.” His voice came back, significantly wary.
“Weeeeelll.” She began, tracing patterns on her doona, “That may have been me.”
There was silence, before a groan filtered into her bedroom, “Ataru.” John growled. “What was it for this time?”
“Nothing that was my fault!” she told him hotly, “The teacher pointed a ruler at me and said, At the other end of this ruler is a psycho. And I asked him which end he was referring to.”
There came a bark of laughter, “Oh Ataru.” He laughed, “I’d be mad if you didn’t make me smile so much! I wish I could’ve seen his face!”
“So, do I.” Ataru laughed, “Smiles are precious few now days.” Her voice lowered as she began tugging the doona, “Since The Experiment.” Her voice grew bitter as she felt a dark part of her soul stir. The part she had squashed deep down for so long.
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