YASHHHH

~Lisanna~

I breath in and walk into study hall getting ready to tutor Bixlow, in math. I adjust my hair and breath in before walking towards our normal spot, seeing Bixlow there with his mask still on. I sigh, I've never seen Bixlow without his mask off. I wonder what he actually looks like. Cute? Handsome? Geeky? Its hard to picture Bixlow without his mask on. I sit beside the masked boy. "Hey Bixlow." I smile, "H-Hi Lisanna." He studders. I raise a brow, kind of odd. "So. What are we going over today in your math class?" I ask awkwardly, "N-Nothing. I finished it all..." Bixlow says quietly. "Are you okay, Bixlow?" "Y-Yeah. Just thinking about alot." Bixlow sighs, "Hey. I have a question.." "Yeah?" He asks, I'm guessing looking at me. "How...Do you look...under the mask?" I ask hesitating alittle, "U-Uh..." He studders. "Nice weather we're having. Eh?" He nervously laughs, "Bixlow. Stop dodging my question." I growl. With that he crashes his lips against mine, then running away. I felt happy in a weird way-- yet extremely furiously, I stormed out of the library as I felt extremely fustrated, angry, and maybe alittle-- "Lisa-san. Are you alright?" Mira's voice snaps me out of it. "Yeah. Why?" I sniffle alittle, "Lisanna, your crying." Mira frowns. I smile wiping my tears, "I didn't notice." I sniffle.

Mira growls, "Who made you cry, Lisanna?" She says in a serious tone. "Nothing. Just some stupid crush y'know that gets your heart broken." I said laughing alittle heartbroken. I mean. Who kisses some one then bails? Its heart breaking. "Alright. I'll bash this mother fuckers head in. But, luckily for you it's the last period. We can ditch right now if you want." Mira smiles, I roll my eyes. "Don't you have Art?" "Art shmart. We both know I'm not ever getting an A- in that

" We chuckle. I breath in, "Okay." I smile.

*The Next Day, Lunch*

I sigh, flopping my head on the table. "Hey Lis. You okay?" Lucy's voice rings through my ears, "Yeah. Just not, hungry." I lie sighing, I could basically feel Lucy rolling her eyes. "It's probably boy problems." Levy 'whispers', "No. If it were boy problems Mira would be all over it." Lucy chuckles. I slump out of my seat and trudge out of the cafeteria, heading towards the bathroom. I straighten my self and march towards the bathroom before banging into some one. "Sorry! Sorry!" I panick falling on the floor. I look up to see none other than Bixlow, I narrow my eyes at the hand he's holding out. I get up by my self and dust off my skirt, "Well then." I say coldly and try to walk off. Bixlow grabs my arm, "Lisanna, please...Can I just...talk?" He asks letting go of my arm, I puff out my cheeks. "You have a minute." "Well....I have this pretty weird scar on my face so I guess I thought you wouldn't like me if you knew what I looked like so I panicked, I'm sorry." He sighs, I roll my eyes. "So? People should like people for who they are, not what they look like." "Y-Yeah...I know..." He chuckles, taking off his mask and putting it on me. My eyes widden, "How do you see in here?!" "Yeah. It's hard. But I try for you." Bixlow snickers pulling me in a kiss.

*Okay. I admit. Last parts have been stupidly cheesy and short. So. Sorry. XD*