School Girls' Stories - Year 1

Chapter 19 – Put the Lime in the Coconut


Yuki: Can you two come over?
Shai: Are you sure you want company?
Yuki: Yes! My parents are going away for a bit with Nakago. No one is here but Kaori.
Shai: Fuji says she’s game. We will be there soon. C U Soon.

Yuki waited patiently for her friends, sitting at the front window of her house with her head leaned against the slowly cooling pane. For only being a couple of days without her friends she felt like it had been a lifetime. How were they supposed to live normal lives if weird things kept happening to them?

Yuki saw a silhouette walking up the sidewalk towards the house. She focused, knowing that the tall figure could not be any of her friends. She recognized the lanky body and the short red hair right away. Yuki ran to the door and opened it for Danko before she could ring the bell. Yuki blinked distractedly, forgetting why she had stopped Danko from ringing the doorbell so quickly as she looked over the tough girl with a normally masculine swagger. She was bruised from head to toe, bruises that could not have been long since made. She seemed to feel the pain in every inch of her as she walked carefully, and her normal tight pants and baggie shirts were thrown in for entirely bag clothes that would not rub against tender skin.

“I got in a fight,” Danko shrugged. “Kaori here?”

“I’m not sure Kaori is up for visitors…” Yuki trailed off, looking to her older sister’s door. Kaori had not emerged from the room once since Yuki had been home, and she was fairly certain she was not in any condition to be the most sociable person alive.

Danko nodded, not looking like she wanted to go anywhere else. Yuki and Danko had never gotten along, but she knew someone who had been beaten when she saw one, and she worried about the older girl.

“Come on in,” Yuki said quietly. “I will see if Kaori is up for visitors. You can sit on the couch.”

Danko went over to the couch without a second glance while Yuki went up the stairs slowly and nearly silently. She seemed to be walking as sneakily as she could, though she knew Kaori could hear her coming.

“Kaori,” Yuki called with a knock on the door. “Danko is here to see you.”

The door opened so quickly Yuki tripped over her own two feet and onto her butt. She had not been expecting to see Kaori so… radiant. She blinked a few times while Kaori stepped out and looked down at her sister with glaring eyes. “You are such a klutz,” she told her sister obviously.

Kaori began downstairs when the doorbell rang to signify that Yuki’s friends had also arrived. What a mess, Yuki thought, following Kaori down the stairs. Kaori waved hello to Danko and then opened the front door before Yuki could even make it down the stairs. Kaori smiled at the two girls and allowed them to come in.

“I am glad you are all here,” Kaori said, a small slur to her voice. All of the girl’s figured out at once she had been drinking, though none of them knew exactly how she had gotten the alcohol locked in her bedroom all day. Well, she probably had it hidden. Who knew what her and Danko did sometimes.

“You’re glad we are here?” Fuji asked doubtfully. “I think that’s the first time I ever heard you say that to anyone.”

Kaori looked to Fuji and reached out, gently, and ran her fingers through the now short and trimmed auburn hair. “Short is good for you, it is a more mature haircut, which of course will be good since you are dating Amatsu.”

Fuji flushed and Shai hid behind the taller girl. Kaori just smiled at them all and walked into the living room. “Since you all are here,” she stated, reaching under the couch. From under the couch she pulled out two bottles of Vodka and placed them on the table. “I think we all could use a drink, especially seeing Danko’s face.”

She was probably right.

~*~


An hour later the girls were spilled across Kaori’s bedroom floor, two bottles of Vodka empty. Kaori was the drunkest, though Danko had come into a close second, while Shai was the least flushed with alcohol, only able to hold one shot before her stomach began to rumble.

“See,” Kaori laughed at them all, seeing triples of her sister, “doesn’t this feel better.”

Danko was giggling, the most feminine thing any of the girls had ever seen her do. “You know what?” she asked, taking the empty bottles from Kaori’s hand, “I think I have an idea.” She laid the bottle on its side on the wooden floor and spun it ever cautiously. “Instead of spin the bottle, because I know you girls don’t want to be kissing girls, I think if the bottle lands on you, you must tell a secret about yourself that no one knows about. I spin first!” Danko spun the bottle around the circle the girls had made, all of them watching it dizzily. The bottle landed on Yuki. Danko smiled at Yuki and reached out and cracked bruised knuckles. “Yuki, you must tell us a secret about… your love life.”

Yuki rolled her eyes. “Oh please,” she said unhappily. “I have no love life. I am in love with Kago, and that… that I tell you, is as far as it has gone.”

Danko looked disappointed while Kaori took control of the bottle. She nearly fell over trying to grasp it, and ended up half on the floor, half sitting up. “My turn,” she sang. She grasped tightly to the bottle and gave it a whirl. The bottle spun out of control for a few minutes, looking like it wanted to life off of the ground and attack like a torpedo, then slowly began to wind down. Shai began shaking her head, hoping against hope it would pass her by, and like a bad cliché it landed on her quite nicely, and firmly, leaving her with Kaori’s glaring grey eyes.

“All right, Shai dear,” Kaori said, crawling across the circle till she was face to face with the youngest girl. “You must tell us about your love life. However, I am sure it is as dull as Yuki’s.”

Shai and Fuji exchanged a look. Neither of them wanted Shai to have to give out this information, but Kaori was drunk, as was Danko, and both of them most likely would not remember in the morning.

“I am sleeping with Mr. Tennison,” Shai suddenly said confidently, then her confidence disappeared and she began to shrink up upon herself. Kaori’s eyes widened and she felt back, sitting on the bottle. Luckily she did not hit it with enough force and she just sort of rolled off of it.

“You mean the old pervert who watched me fuck some guy in the abandoned classroom?” Kaori asked with a laugh. Shai seemed to take a lot of offense to this and Fuji put a protective arm around the younger girl.

“Leave her be, Kaori,” Fuji butted in.

“No!” shouted Kaori, with a little more force and emotion than she meant to. “You could do better than that fucking creep, Shai,” snapped Kaori. “Did you know he’s engaged? He has a fiancée that he has been living with for over a year!”

Everyone in the room suddenly fell silent. All eyes turned to Shai and watched her face fall. She bit her lip and shook her head quietly. “No,” she said quietly, her eyes refusing to shed the tears that were threatening. “No, he isn’t engaged, he…” Honestly, what did she know about him besides the fact that he gave her the greatest sensual feelings ever.

Fuji reached out and grabbed the bottle and slammed it on Danko, who seemed to be laughing at Shai’s pain. She turned fierce eyes on the older girl and snapped, “So who fucked you up?”

Danko stopped laughing and glared at Fuji. “What the fuck do you care?”

“I obviously care more than you care about Shai’s feelings,” snapped Fuji. “And how do you two know Mr. Tennison is engaged? I mean, really? Rumors? You also heard rumors before that he was sleeping with students, but as far as any of us can tell Shai is the first!”

Danko reached out towards Fuji like she was going to smack her, but instead just pushed the girl’s forehead and knocked her over. “This is why we don’t get along,” Danko snapped at her. “You have too many thoughts in that head of yours that make everything you say so… you know, what’s that word. It starts with an l… or a k…?

“Logical?”

Danko snapped her fingers. “Yes! Locigal,” she slurred, the vodka draining her energy quickly. She began to tumble to the floor at Kaori’s feet, scratching her nose as she did. “I got in a fight,” she told Fuji. “I lost. That’s all there is to it.”

“This… is not going very well,” Yuki said. She was the one with the real logic today it seemed.

Kaori suddenly stood up, reaching for the empty bottle. With one large hurl the bottle flew across the room and slammed into the wall. “AGHHHHHH!!” she screamed. “I just can’t take this shit! It sucks to be a fucking teenager!”

Suddenly, like magic, all of the girls were laughing at one another, even Shai who wasn’t drunk enough to be feeling the effects, but the laughter was infectious, and each girl had something to mourn over. Fuji mourned her mother, and mourned her lies. Danko mourned her virginity and the payback she would delve on the men who did this to her. Yuki mourned her family. Kaori mourned her lover. And Shai mourned not knowing the truth of Mr. Tennison any further than the tennis court.

It was a twisted end to a twisted weekend, but it was what the girls needed before life faced them once more.