Sitting alone. (Yosuke)

[Sophie Ward]

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[style=width:350px; color:#414141; font-family:tahoma; font-size:11px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing:1px; float:center; padding:2px; margin: 2px; overflow: auto; height: 450px]It was her first official day and Sophie had already got the run around. Lost her way a few times and was too shy to ask for directions. It was lunch time though and she had already walked into the dining hall a few times on her search for her classrooms. There was at least a positive to getting lost, eventually you found out where everything was it just took longer than normal. The blond had gotten some interesting looking salad for lunch and was standing in the middle of the hall looking for a place to sit where she wouldn’t be disturbed.

I guess any empty table would do. That way people would have to ask me to sit and if they had their friends with them they might not talk! The blue eyed beauty thought wandering over to an empty table and sitting down. She fiddled with the yellow dress and then opened up her little food box. It looked appetizing, but she wasn’t really hungry. If anything she was still nervous about it being her first day. The day’s events continued to play in her head, like a little movie on repeat. She gulped and looked around herself with wide worried eyes.

First she had walked into the wrong classroom, which was a little embarrassing to say the least. Then, on her way to French, she had walked into a storage closet. Then she had a little free time and decided to find her next class so she wouldn’t get lost, but she had gotten lost trying not to get lost. It was not her day at all. The teen sighed and began to eat her food, though she really didn’t want to. In fact, she wanted to go home, but she wasn’t a quitter. There were only a few more periods until she could go home, or back to her grandfather rather.

Sophie was not going to go back to her American home. It was the one place she did not want to be. Her feet pointed towards one another under her dress and she began to bite her lip and play with her hair. Those were habits she had picked up from her mother, and they didn’t help with the whole shy issue either. They really made her seem vulnerable. Her wide eyes once again glanced at the students around her. They all seem so confident, and comfortable. Why can’t I be like that? I know my brother was… why couldn’t I be a little more like –no you wouldn’t want to be like him Sophie, not after what he did.

The blond exhaled and closed her eyes for a minute, this was going to be a difficult year.

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[Yosuke Sato]

Ah lunch, at the moment it was currently Yosuke Sato's favorite time of the day (as he had decided to skip breakfast and was not regretting it). Being there for only a few days, he had learned where the important areas where. He knew how to find the library, his room, one or two classrooms and the cafeteria. The place his heart desired.

Strolling in, Yosuke paid no attention to what food he grabbed. At that moment just about anything sounded good to him. Being on the poor side for most of his life, he never turned away anything he could eat; no matter how bad it tasted. Yes this did result him into getting food poisoning once or twice, but hey he had to eat.

With food in hand the young first year turned to face the huge dinning hall filled with different students. Here was why being the new kid sucked again. He knew only like one person. Everybody else was sitting with their friends. And Yosuke had only one person, a person he couldn't find at the moment. The idea of taking his food back to his room was extremely tempting.

'At least try to make another friend besides Haruhi' Yosuke though to himself. Since he was at the school he might as well try to get use to it and like it. Walking past the tables, something caught his eye. A girl sitting alone. This struck him as odd seeing as how she wasn't ugly and didn't smell bad.

Setting his tray down, Yosuke decided to sit at the same table as her. He sat diagonally to her, that way the two could be lonely together. Ironic sounding.

TAG: Sophie!
WORDS:[/color] 284
MUSE:[/color] iPod is on shuffle
NOTES:[/color] You read my mind, I was gonna make a thread here for them XD[/size]

[Sophie Ward]

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Now, the view she had wasn’t all great, mainly because she barely took a look before deciding against it, but hair and the face was pretty similar. Her hair was falling into her face and she pushed some of it behind her ear so she could eat without getting hair in her food. The boy wasn’t talking so that made her feel a little more comfortable; it meant that she wouldn’t have to make a fool out of herself. Sophie wouldn’t admit it out loud or anything out loud for that matter, but she did enjoy not sitting here completely alone.

She smiled to herself before taking a bite of her salad. Hopefully, this person could become a friend, sitting with her every lunch. Even though they hadn’t really talked or gotten to know each other. Sophie knew that they would have something in common, there was just something deep down inside telling her so. The American girl sighed inwardly, all of this thought about having friends here was a little unsettling. Not because she didn’t like the people here in Japan, most of them were really nice.

It was more or less the fact that she had troubles speaking to them, her written and reading was getting much better now with her grandfather, but he could speak English and did around her to make it easier. Her blue eyes continued to glance over at him through her wall of hair. He really did remind her of someone, but she couldn’t figure out whom. Then again she could have been mistaken, that happened often. One thing she really didn’t like was being socially awkward. Her eyes fell to her lap and so did her hands, her hair fell out of place again. She began to nibble on her lip again, but this this time she wasn’t nibbling, it was more of a subconscious chewing.

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[Yosuke Sato]

Picking at his food, Yosuke let out a sigh. Even though he was starving and was like 200% sure that his stomach being a cannibal by eating itself, it just felt weird to him. Weird how? Well the person he was sitting was quiet, too quiet. And the whole silence between them and everybody else talking kind of made things feel a little awkward to him.

Looking back at his lunch buddy, Yosuke sighed even more. She looked a little familiar to him, even though he was seeing new faces constantly, this one stuck out to him. This had to be a pretty recent face, not another weird Haruhi situation. But his mind kept drawing a blank. And when his mind did draw something, it kept drawing to the night where had been beaten up for protecting a girl. The thing was, he never got a good look at her face. So he had no idea what she even looked like.

Eating a few bites of food, Yosuke went back to the blond haired girl. And it went like this for a good while; eat a few bites, look at the girl and then immediately go back to his food to start the process a-new. He didn't want to be caught staring at her and then called some sort of freak and have a huge scene follow. To him, it seemed that a lot of girls at Ouran would do just that.

Taking a deep breath, Yosuke set his fork down and wiped his face with his napkin. If his mother was there, oh she would have a nice talking to him. Forgetting to introduce yourself, so rude. Looking over, once more, at the blond haired girl in front of him, he gave her a warm smile. "I'm Yosuke. Yosuke Sato" he said. Seeing as they were both lonely together, he figured that the two would lonely lunch buddies for a while.

TAG: Sophie!
WORDS:[/color] 323
MUSE:[/color] iPod is on shuffle
NOTES:[/color] Bloop[/size]

[Sophie Ward]

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[style=width:350px; color:#414141; font-family:tahoma; font-size:11px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing:1px; float:center; padding:2px; margin: 2px; overflow: auto; height: 450px]Sophie really wondered if he was just as engrossed by her and she was with him. Every now and then she could feel eyes on her, and she wasn’t sure if it was him or her imagination. All of this was so strange and new to her. I really can’t put my finger on where I have seen him before. This is all just so confusing. It will bother me until I go to sleep tonight. I swear if I don’t figure it out… Her mind trailed off into thoughts of him. She hadn’t gone to many places or seen many people that would be as recognizable or familiar as he was.

The only place or time she could think of was when she was attacked. It was still vivid in her mind, but it couldn’t be him surely. A man of prestige and linage would not get into a fist fight for some girl. Then again she could very well be wrong. There were many things about rich people that surprised her, most of them were bad things, but optimism was always a good thing. Her eyes looked up and over at him, before quickly darting back down to her food. She fiddled with her hand in her lap before deciding to eat some more.

When he spoke she literally jumped a little and bit down hard on her lower lip. Her wide eyes lifted up from her lap and look him directly at him. “H-hi.” The second year whispered before nibbling on her lip again and tasting blood. Oh no. The blond thought putting her hand over top of her mouth. Her eyes grew wide and looked around for her napkin, which was on her lap, but as panicked as she was she over looked it. Sophie finally realized that the napkin was on her lap after a few seconds and pressed it to her mouth. It felt as though it had stopped bleeding and she smiled. “I-I’m Sophie Ward.” She said in a sweet little whisper.

This wasn’t going as planned, and then the worrying started to kick in. What if he already knows who I am and that introduction was pointless? I wonder what he thought of me and my bleeding lip… oh I hope I look alright. Maybe next time I should speak a little louder so he can hear me, I don’t want him to think badly of me. Oh my… Her mind started to race as it normally did, not to mention if he started to ask her complicated questions her knowledge of the language was going to show. This was not the ideal situation.

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[Yosuke Sato]

Yosuke Sato was glad, mostly because he did not freak out the girl near him. He did not want that to happen and have people label him as some sort of a freak. Hearing her finally speak back, he gave her another warm smile. One straight from the heart. Now he wasn't going to admit this to anybody but himself, but the girl was really cute. Twould be a secret he would take to the grave.

"It is very nice to meet you Sophie." he said with a smile. Obviously she was foreign, the name Sophie didn't seem very common to Yosuke. But hey Ouran was huge enough to let students from different places of the world in, right? Thinking back on her name, he was pretty sure that they were in the same class. Duh. But he wasn't sure if she was a first student like he was. If he had to guess, he would that she was a first or second year. "So Sophie, how long have you been attending Ouran? What year are you in?" he asked her, curious to know more about her.

TAG: Sophie!
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NOTES:[/color] Blah poop post[/size]

[Sophie Ward]

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[style=width:350px; color:#414141; font-family:tahoma; font-size:11px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing:1px; float:center; padding:2px; margin: 2px; overflow: auto; height: 450px]Sophie smiled at him, trying to understand what he was saying. The blond really only knew a few words that he had said and so she simply smiled and took a bite of her food. While chewing she was panicking. What in the world am I going to say to him without sound rude… I guess I could simply reply with a few words and then ask him the same question. She swallowed her food and bit her lip before speaking. “Second year student, first year here, and you?” She said rather choppy and shyly. The blond really did felt like an idiot.

This was her reasoning behind not talking to people, it made her look like she was rude, inept and pretty much hopeless. This was not what she wanted her class mates to think of her as, the rich, rude American girl. If anything she would have rather been a wall flower, with no friends. At least that way people wouldn’t have to talk to her, unless it was for a project or something like that. Her blue eyes shifted from side to side as she sat there with him, she decided to try and tell him she didn’t speak Japanese very well.

“I can’t speak, um… Japanese good.” The second year sighed softly, knowing that it wasn’t proper at all. He must really think of me below him. She pushed her hands into her face and exhaled before dropping them into her lap. This boy was nice and all, but she really wasn’t sure how productive of a conversation this was going to be.


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[Yosuke Sato]

"First year student. First time here."

[/b] Yosuke said with a nod, not really paying attention to how she was speaking. As long as words were coming out of her mouth, he was fine with it. Finishing off his food, he decided to wait before if he would get anything else. He didn't want to get more food and then get full or sick rather quickly.

Hearing that she couldn't speak Japanese very well, Yosuke blinked. Or would be a wink since he only had one working eye? Oh whatever, he did what normal people do with two eyes; blink. He was shocked really. Sure she looked different than the other students, but he would never have guessed that she couldn't speak Japanese properly. "Wow" was all he could manage to say as a response.

Rubbing the back of his neck some, Yosuke was now more curious about her. If she wasn't from Japan, then where the heck did she come from? Sure Ouran did accept people from France and other places. "So" he began, wondering if he should speak slowly to her or not. "Where are from then?" he asked, slightly awkward.

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WORDS:[/color] 199
MUSE:[/color] iPod is on shuffle
NOTES:[/color] I can't wait until she can speak Japanese and they can be like 'omg i know you now!'[/size]

[Sophie Ward]

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[style=width:350px; color:#414141; font-family:tahoma; font-size:11px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing:1px; float:center; padding:2px; margin: 2px; overflow: auto; height: 450px]The blond second year sighed to herself and listened to him speak. It took a moment to register that he was still interested in talking to her. Which was a nice surprise, she assumed that most people would rather sit there being awkward then talk to someone who couldn’t really talk back. Her blue eyes looked up and over at him. “A-America.” She said simply with a shy smile.

This was so far a simple conversation, easy not too hard. Plus he seemed genuinely interested, but she still had that feeling that she knew him. She didn’t know what was throwing her off, and it wasn’t like she could ask. It would have to wait until later.


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[Yosuke Sato]

America. Yosuke Sato was talking to a blond hair, blue eyed girl from America. And he was loving every freaking second of it! He literally felt like the luckiest guy on the planet at the moment. Sure other people bragged about stuff like that, but he was doing it. He felt like he was on cloud nine almost. Yosuke rarely talked to girls, sadly. Now all he had to do was remain cool and not freak her out. Easier said than done.

Brushing some of his dark strands out of his face, Yosuke gave a small nod. His topics were now limited and his mind was running blank. He could probably only say a few things before neither of them could understand each other. Now all he wanted to do was help her learn Japanese so they could talk.

"So uh, what is it like in America?" Yosuke asked her, rather curious. He had only heard about America, different things ranging from how cool it was to how lazy the people were. He had never been there obviously. Hell he hadn't even left Japan!

TAG: Sophie!
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