Tracey treated herself to a cigarette which she greedily smoked as they sat down in their small hovel, examining their purchases. She didn't really en...oy it very much: it didn't taste nearly as pleasant as her nicotine withdrawal promised and it made her feel queasy. Neither girl had felt very keen on actually eating any of the chicken pieces they'd earned, so one thing definitely not on the menu was fowl.They cooked the food on a pile of dry sticks and twigs, eating the tinned food directly. After smiling and responding to everyone Akane-san turned to address the class representative. "Ritsuko-san, I was told to tell you that there will be a short meeting for all class representatives after school today." I see. Thank you very much, Akane-san!" Ritsuko said, simply gushing her gratitude as she gave a short bow."It was no trouble at all. Enjoy the rest of your lunch." Akane said, not only to the rep but to all the others who had paid attention to the exchange. They all gave their. ”“Not yet,” I muttered grimly as I started wading through the mess in my inbox. I deliberately saved Stranger for last. That was going to be my reward for cleaning up the mess. Messages from people I didn’t know were glanced at and deleted. Reporters got deleted, too. I was not giving interviews. That took care of the first hundred. People I knew got a short, “Thanks for your concern. I’m doing well and will be back to our next class.” My professors were nice, expressing concern and detailing. Lovers come and go, being swept in and away like ocean waves. I try to reach for a deep feeling but reality sneaks upon you and you get lost, you don't know the way anymore.There was an exception to this steadfast emptiness: a girl I admired immensely, a ray of light piercing the darkness and shining on my "frail" feminine body and my willowy soul. She was strong in every sense of the word, and I fantasized about her mouth covering me with kisses, leaving me helpless and senseless, every day of.