Homesick (Kelly)

[Karashi Usaki]

Karashi was done with it all. She had only been in classes for three days and already she was hating it. Kids made fun of her for knowing every answer, for being a ‘teacher’s pet’ as they put it. She was merely following her normal traditions. Was it her fault for being a straight A student? She always hated herself for it. For once, she wanted to be normal. She smiled to herself, almost laughing out loud. Normal. If she was ‘normal’, she wouldn’t even be in this stupid school in the first place. Kara sighed.

Tears formed in Kara’s eyes. She tried to fight them, but they came on too fast, and she let them fall. At this point, she didn’t care who saw her. The worst someone could do was yell at her for being weak, and it would definitely be true. She was weak. Her ‘talent’ (her parents had taught her that the word ‘power’ was a bad word and that she would get punished should she say it) was so bad that she didn’t even think it was worthy to be called a ‘talent’. Kara continued to cry harder.

Kara wasn’t looking to get sympathy. She just wanted someone who would be her friend. She hated feeling alone, as if no one understood her. That was an understatement. Even though that was her ‘talent’, she hadn’t had enough training, so when she spoke to others in their own language, it was broken and hard to understand. At this point, she had just given up. She wanted to go home, but figured that she would be dishonoring the family. So, Karashi decided that she would stick it out until the week was over. There were still two days left so there was still hope.

[Kelly Thompson]

Kelly didn't really have much to do after classes had ended. He was given plenty of math and English homework, but he wasn't in the mood to actually do it at the moment. While English only required him to read chapters of a book and take notes, math was not quite as easy with it's equations. Let's just say it was too orderly for Kelly's artistic mind.

He had wondered his way to the courtyard to see maybe if friends were there. Most times he had a sketch book tucked under his arm and a pencil above his ear, but with the intention of looking for friends, he doubted he'd get little drawing done. Instead of seeing anyone he recognized as close, the first person he saw was a girl with a torrent of tears going down her face.

Immediately Kelly made his way to her to see what was happening. "Hey, what's wrong?" His deep voice was soft with worry. He almost felt the need to wrap his arms around her in comforting manner like he would his little sister at times, but didn't for the sake of personal space. He had no intention of making a weeping girl more uncomfortable.

[Karashi Usaki]

At first, Karashi didn’t even notice someone was there. But when she heard the voice, she looked up to see a man standing in front of her, asking her what was wrong. She could tell he was Japanese, but she wasn’t sure if he actually spoke the language. Her crying and tears were messing with her ability to think, so she really didn’t care at the moment. Karashi shook her head, answering in between sobs in the language the man had used.

“I-It’s… n-nothing…” Karashi replied, trying to will herself to stop crying. She was so embarrassed, but it wasn’t helping her image any. In fact, it was probably making her look worse, and she cried even more, her entire body shaking with her sobs. She buried her head in her hands, thinking about how stupid she looked crying like this, and the boy didn’t even know why she was balling in the first place. Karashi looked up at him.

“I-I’m… s-sorry…” Karashi told him, burying her head again. At this point, she didn’t care who saw her. She suddenly hugged the man, not even caring about personal space or anything of the sort. She just needed SOMEONE, no matter who it was, to be there for her since she had had such a rough day. She didn’t want to make the man uncomfortable, so she let go immediately and sat down on the stone bench she had been sitting on in the first place. “F-Forget I d-did that…” Karashi told him, looking down at her hands, which were folded neatly in her lap.

[Kelly Thompson]

Kelly took a deep breath. He understood if she didn't want to talk about her problems, but he knew it wasn't nothing. Sometimes having company and someone to listen was helpful. Getting it out of was just a big relief. With her heavy sobs, he wouldn't be surprised if she gave herself hiccups.

The apology and sudden hug came as a surprise, but Kelly just gently wrapped his arms around her in return. He didn't even know her name, but he still knew she needed the hug. He hadn't seen her around the school, despite her appearing around the same age as him. Maybe she was knew? Well, that didn't matter at the moment.

"It's alright. If you need to talk, I'll listen." He offered his service to her. He sat down beside her. "My name is Kelly." He placed his hand on her shoulder with a small smile, "you can trust me." Most of the time he wouldn't get so close to someone so soon, but this girl really needed a friend right at the moment.

[Karashi Usaki]

Karashi was glad that the man had decided to hug her back. She wouldn’t have minded if he had pushed her away and thought she was weird. She had been made fun of all day, so by now she was used to it. However, having someone be there for her and understand that she needed that no matter what the reason was made her feel so much better. Of course it didn’t make her feel one hundred percent better, but she was getting there. Kara’s crying was definitely starting to calm down.

Karashi nodded, wiping her eyes multiple times. “Well, y-you could start by s-seeing if you have a t-tissue,” she told him, smiling. She must have looked like a hot mess, and she only hoped that this man didn’t care. He didn’t seem phased by it, so that was a bit of a relief to her. She felt him place his hand on her shoulder, and she smiled, nuzzling it. She then realized that it might be weird, so she stopped, looking away, blushing. “S-Sorry…” Kara mumbled.

Kara turned back to him and shook her head. “I-I’ve just had a bad day is all…” She wasn’t sure if this boy really wanted to hear about her problems and pity her. That was the last thing she wanted. However, she did want someone to talk to. She fought with herself inwardly, not sure if she should just start telling him or if she should wait for him to prod for details. Kara decided to stay silent, seeing what the boy was going to do. She decided she would base her next move on how he reacted.

[Kelly Thompson]

Kelly nodded, and slipped off his back pack to look for spare tissues. Fortunately he usually had some tucked away. While he didn't really use them for a runny nose, they were helpful for cleaning up smudgy hands. He pulled out a little portable package with a smile. "Voilà, here you go." He handed her the little package so she could use as many as she may need.

"Don't worry. We all have our share of bad days." His hand slid from her shoulder to her back, rubbing slowly in a rhythmic motion. "You'll make it through, I'm sure." He sighed. "Let's start slowly then, huh? What's your name?" For the four years Kelly had been attending the school now, he could honestly not recall seeing her before. Sure she was a bit of a mess right now, but he was sure he'd remember a cute face like hers. He was a bit curious about her.

[[OOC: Sorry for the late reply and short post, not my best week.]]

[Karashi Usaki]

Karashi was actually flattered that he offered her the tissues, even though she hadn’t even asked for them. Or had she…? She couldn’t even remember if she had or not. She was definitely a hot mess right now. She felt so embarrassed to be seen by this boy. She took the tissues and smiled a small smile at him. “T-Thank you…” she told him before take one out and blowing her nose in it. She did this about two or three more times before she decided she was done. Karashi put the tissues in her pocket to throw away for later.

Karashi liked the rhythmic rubbing he was giving her. It felt nice and relaxing, and that’s just what she needed. She started to calm down, her sobs ceased, and her tears were starting to come less and less. Whatever this boy was doing to calm her down, it was working, and she didn’t want him to stop. She nodded at his reassuring statement. She wanted to say thank you again, but she knew she would sound stupid if she said it again. Karashi decided to stay silent.

Karashi was a bit caught off guard when he asked what her name was. That was the last thing on her mind, so to answer that, she had to stop for a moment and think. She then came back to reality and replied to him. “U-Um, well… My n-name is Karashi…” Her voice was soft and it was hard to talk through the tears and sobs. She cleared her throat and spoke again. “Sorry. My name is Karashi Usaki.” Karashi looked at him and smiled again. “And yours?”


((It's fine! We all have bad weeks! I just hope you feel better!))

[Kelly Thompson]

"De rien." Kelly nodded. He let her blow the snot out of her system. He had no idea why noses got runny when people cried, but it was a small annoyance that never really seemed to help the situation.

Around his family, Kelly was usually the one to start any messes, and was a bit of a trouble kid. But after thirteen years of being a big sibling to an emotional little sister, he got pretty good at helping people in tough times. Call it intuition if you will, but he just had a knack for calming people. A patient voice, shoulder to cry on, and a pair of years to talk to really seemed to help at times. Kelly was just glad to see the girl get a little better hold of herself.

A polite smile spread across the Canadian's face. "Nice to meet you Karashi." The name sounded Japanese. Was she from Eisai maybe? It was possible. But who really cared at the moment? She was asking him his name. "I'm Kelly Thompson."