Getting Credit
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9
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Chapter 7
Getting Credit
Chapter 7
I don't talk to Kiba after that. At school we don't share classes, and the Japanese class is once a week. It's cold and quiet in me. The world's all noise and color and it left me out.
What was wrong? I don't know. It's not what I wanted to see.
He calls, and I'm not there. I'm careful to never be there. He came by the house once, twice, and I hid in the dryer with lint in my mouth and the twins howling. So I hide all week, stinking like fabric softener, until another language class rolls over to me and reminds me to graduate.
The day smells like gulls and salt and stink, and I walk through downtown and over the river, and I never knew class was so far. But the sun pours light on everything, so the colors fade and the puddles dry up around the edges. And my shoes are tied, so I walk fast.
Class is partway already when I get there. Okurete sumimasen. Arukimashita. Hai. Sumimasen. I'd practiced on the way. Appeased, she lets me sit, and I look away from Kiba's pleading eyes and sit next to Sasuke, the same stranger as I always do. He turns to me, and looks a little while the teacher speaks. And Kiba is looking and waving and fluttering, but the whiteboard has stains on it, and there are notes to write.
Class is practicing sentences. I graze from the textbook, trading words with Sasuke.
"Mokuyoubi ni tenki wa dou deshou ka?" I mumble, and he answers.
"Chotto ii tenki da to omoimasuyo. So you didn't get a ride with your friend today."
"Huh?"
"Keep reading. Well?"
"No I didn't. Um, how about number four. Ano Niwa e ikimashou ka?"
"Iie. Niwa ga daikirai desu."
My eyebrows fly up. Where was he reading that? "Um, number four…?"
His mouth twisted up a little. "I know. But these sentences suck."
I laugh, surprised. And my eyes make a mistake and find Kiba. His face is angry and dark. And he's watching.
* Okurete sumimasen. Arukimashita. Hai. Sumimasen. = apologies/excuses for lateness
* Mokuyoubi ni tenki wa dou deshou ka/Chotto ii tenki da to omoimasuyo./etc = boring, future-tense practice
* Iie. Niwa ga daikirai desu = Sasuke deviating from the practice sentence to say something sarcastic.
Chapter 7
I don't talk to Kiba after that. At school we don't share classes, and the Japanese class is once a week. It's cold and quiet in me. The world's all noise and color and it left me out.
What was wrong? I don't know. It's not what I wanted to see.
He calls, and I'm not there. I'm careful to never be there. He came by the house once, twice, and I hid in the dryer with lint in my mouth and the twins howling. So I hide all week, stinking like fabric softener, until another language class rolls over to me and reminds me to graduate.
The day smells like gulls and salt and stink, and I walk through downtown and over the river, and I never knew class was so far. But the sun pours light on everything, so the colors fade and the puddles dry up around the edges. And my shoes are tied, so I walk fast.
Class is partway already when I get there. Okurete sumimasen. Arukimashita. Hai. Sumimasen. I'd practiced on the way. Appeased, she lets me sit, and I look away from Kiba's pleading eyes and sit next to Sasuke, the same stranger as I always do. He turns to me, and looks a little while the teacher speaks. And Kiba is looking and waving and fluttering, but the whiteboard has stains on it, and there are notes to write.
Class is practicing sentences. I graze from the textbook, trading words with Sasuke.
"Mokuyoubi ni tenki wa dou deshou ka?" I mumble, and he answers.
"Chotto ii tenki da to omoimasuyo. So you didn't get a ride with your friend today."
"Huh?"
"Keep reading. Well?"
"No I didn't. Um, how about number four. Ano Niwa e ikimashou ka?"
"Iie. Niwa ga daikirai desu."
My eyebrows fly up. Where was he reading that? "Um, number four…?"
His mouth twisted up a little. "I know. But these sentences suck."
I laugh, surprised. And my eyes make a mistake and find Kiba. His face is angry and dark. And he's watching.
* Okurete sumimasen. Arukimashita. Hai. Sumimasen. = apologies/excuses for lateness
* Mokuyoubi ni tenki wa dou deshou ka/Chotto ii tenki da to omoimasuyo./etc = boring, future-tense practice
* Iie. Niwa ga daikirai desu = Sasuke deviating from the practice sentence to say something sarcastic.