It was after Sunday’s teacher had announced a project for the class. She loved the idea of being able to choose whatever subject she wanted it to be. But what really made her giddy was that the teacher paired her off with her crush, Altair. Sunday picked up her books and looked up to see Altair doing the same. She smiled and slightly blushed at having a chance to be with her crush in this project. However, she felt slightly nervous and wasn’t sure what to do.
‘Oh man, what should I do?’ Sunday thought. ‘Do I just talk to him about the project? What if he wants to talk about something else? Would he even talk to me? Gasp! Would he ask me to marry him!?…. No, no, that last one was dumb.’
Altair was busy looking through his notes and went up to Sunday. “Hmmm… What do you think, Sunday,” he asked.
Sunday shook her head snapping out of her thoughts. She looked up at Altair. “U-Umm…. Think about what?” she asked.
“About the project,” Altair replied. “Any ideas?”
“Oh right!.... Umm…. Uh…. The human body!” Sunday suggested.
“That’s pretty broad,” Altair said.
“It was the first thing that came to mind…. Actually there was something else that came to mind that led me to think of the idea…. I’m not explaining any further than that,” Sunday explained.
Altair stared at Sunday with a blank look. “.... Oooookay.”
“Anywhoooooo…. Want to discuss that idea any further?” Sunday asked.
“I think the body itself is too much information, unless we focus on a specific area,” Altair said.
“Maybe we can talk about the bone structure?” Sunday suggested.
“That could work,” Altair said.
“Sweet! Wanna go to the library after school?” Sunday asked.
“I can’t,” Altair replied. “I have basketball practice.”
“Oh…. Then how about I come over to your place?” Sunday asked hoping for the best.
“I won’t get home until after eight,” Altair replied. Sunday’s heart broke and her mind went blank with bitter disappointment. “However we can talk through our phones and maybe use webcams?”
Sunday’s heart put itself back together and her hope came back to life. “Okay! That could work!” Sunday chimed.
“Cool!” Altair hands Sunday his phone number and username for Skype. “In case you can’t reach me on one of those, try the other.”
“A-Alright, cool!” Sunday blushed. “See you later?”
“Yeah, tomorrow! I need to get ready for practice after school,” Altair said.
“Okay, later,” Sunday said. ‘.... You handsome, dreamy man~’
“What was that?”
“Nothing!”
Altair blinks. He shrugged and walked away with his book before leaving the classroom. Sunday let out a sigh and walked out of class before heading the opposite direction from Altair. Even though she finally had his number she was still disappointed that she wouldn’t actually spend much physical time with him as she had hoped.
Sunday kept on walking until she ran into a girl around the corner. The girl had a short, black bun hair with purple highlights, brown irises and ivory white skin. She had a black shirt with a pale violet jacket and grey shorts. She also had long grey boots. She looks up at Sunday to see her frown a bit.
“Hey Sunday! What’s wrong?” the girl asked.
“I’m disappointed, Seryn…. I got paired off with Altair and we won’t hardly be able to spend time together!” Sunday explained.
“Oh... yeah, he's always at practice or in a game,” Seryn said.
“Man, I wanted to study with him, be cuddle in his arms and whoosh me away to be married! Is that so much to ask!?” Sunday said.
“Sunday... it takes some time before cuddling and marriage…” Seryn pointed out.
“A girl can dream!”
Seryn rolled her eyes. “I'm just saying. I don't want you obsessed with my brother,” she said. “If you want to get with him, you need to calm down.”
“Right, right, you’re right…. But he’s so dreamy I can’t help it!” Sunday said.
“He's not that dreamy. He's just Altair.”
“That’s because you’re his sister.”
“True.”
“But you’re right, he’s just like any other guy…. But dreamy,” Sunday said and let out a dreamy sigh.
Seryn shook her head. “Oh Sunday... One day I hope you can get with him so you can look back and laugh on how you acted,” she said.
“Yeaaaaaah… But until then I need to try harder to get him to notice me!” Sunday said determined.
“Good luck.”
“Thank you!”
“No problem,” Seryn said. “I'm going home to play some Pokémon. See ya.”
“Later, girl!”
Seryn nodded before she walked away. Sunday did the same after she had packed her books and notes before heading back to her home.
Altair didn't get home until eight at night. He took a long shower and flopped on his bed relaxing.
“Phew!... Practice was pretty tough today,” Altair said to himself.
Just as he was relaxing, Altair's phone rang. He picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey! It's Sunday!”
“Oh! Hey!” Altair greeted.
“How was practice?” Sunday asked.
“Great! Everything went well for Friday night for the game!” Altair said.
“That's cool! You guys think you'll win?” Sunday asked.
“I hope so. It's too early to say,” Altair said.
“Well, I hope you guys win! I'm planning on seeing the game!” Sunday chimed.
“Sweet!”
“So, you feel like starting on our project?”
“Yeah, sure. We can do that.”
“Awesome!.... How do we do this?” Sunday asked.
“First we need to narrow down on a topic,” Altair replied.
“Cool! Want to start at the skull and move down from there?” Sunday asked.
“Sounds good.”
“Sweet, let's get started!”
A couple of hours went by as the two were listing and detailing the bones. As they were listing the bone ribs, Sunday let out a yawn over the phone.
“Man, we've been at this all night almost,” Altair said. “I think we have a good stopping point.”
“Yeah.... You're right, we can continue this tomorrow,” Sunday let out another cute yawn.
“Yeah, good deal... see you tomorrow. Goodnight,” Altair said.
All Altair could hear was Sunday's snoring as she had passed out on her desk. Altair chuckles and hangs up before he heads on to bed.
The next morning, Sunday rubbed her eyes as she got up slowly. She went to the shower turned the water on. She let out a content sigh and looks down. Her eyes widen to see she was still in her pajamas getting soaked in the water.
“.... Oops.”
Sunday quickly threw them out of the shower and let the water hit her bare skin. Grabbing her soap, she washed herself down and let out a hum. She started to sing. As she sang, she swayed her hips back and forth getting into the rhythm of her singing and holding the soap like a microphone.
“Do you ever feeeeeel like a plastic bag? Drifting through the wind wanting to start again? Do you ever feeeeeel feel so paper thin? Like a house of cards? One blow from caving in. Do you ever feeeeel already buried deep? Six feet under screams. But no one seems to hear a thing. Do you know that there's still a chance for you. Cause there's a spark in you. You just gotta igniiiiiiite the liiiiiiight And leeeeeeet it shiiiiiine. Just own the niiiiiiight. Like the fourth of July'! Cause baby you're a firework! Come on show 'em whaaaaaaaat your worth! Make 'em go oh, oh, oh! As you shoot across the sky-y-y! Baby, you’re a-”
“Sunday! Stop wasting water and get down to eat breakfast!” Sunday heard her father shout.
“EEP! Sorry, dad!” Sunday quickly turned off the water before she dried herself off. She put her clothes on and went downstairs.
Sunday came into the room and eats her breakfast with the rest of her family. Blaze ate his breakfast quietly and nervously. He looked up to see his mother giving him a smile. Blaze made a small nervous smile before looking back towards his plate.
“Good morning, sweeties!” Sunset greeted. “We’re excited for the day?”
“Yup! I can't wait to get back to school!” Sunday said.
“Uuh, yeah,” Blaze nervously replied.
“Well that's good to hear. How are things going a school? Making new friends?” Sunset asked.
“Tons!” Sunday chimed.
“I saw Eve at school,” Blaze said.
“Oh yes! I hope Eve enjoys her time here! I'd like things to go well for her,” Sunset said.
“I guess you knew she was coming here?” Blaze asked.
“Mmhmm! I arranged the whole thing!” Sunset explained. “I thought it'd be interesting for her daughter to see a whole new world!”
“That’s so cool, mom!” Sunday said. “You know, maybe I should throw a slumber party for her!”
“That would be a marvelous idea, Sunday!” Sunset said.
Soul walked over to Sunset and placed a plate in front of her. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “Here you go! Bacon for my bacon girl!” he said.
“Awwe, thank you, Sweetie!” Sunset said.
“You’re welcome!” Soul said before he sat down and took a sip from his coffee.
“Hey dad, how’s the auditions going?” Sunday asked.
“Uugh, it was horrible. The director is a real pain to please,” Soul said.
“You’re not the director?” Sunset asked.
“No, they asked me to be the director’s assistant for this play,” Soul explained.
“Really? Interesting.”
“And a real pain,” Soul said. He takes a long sip from his cup.
“At least you don’t have to worry about doing anything you’d do as a director,” Blaze said.
“Yeah, you would be gone for days without sleep!” Sunset said. “And you would always come back drained.”
“Well…. Not completely drained~” Soul said looking at Sunset with bedroom eyes.
“Hmhmhm, of course~”
Blaze made a disgusted expression. “Uuuugh! Don’t talk about that here!” he pleaded.
“Talk about what?” Sunday asked.
“You’ll find out in sex class,” Blaze said.
“I better get going. Bye, hon,” Soul said. He leaned over and kissed Sunset’s cheek.
“Bye, sweetie!” Sunset kissed Soul’s cheek back.
Soul got up and walked out of the kitchen. Sunday finished up her plate and sat up.
“I’m going to do a couple of things upstairs!” Sunday said before she walked away.
Blaze and Sunset were left alone in the kitchen. Blaze started to sweat as his mother looked at him. She smiled at him but the thought of her teasing him about what she saw yesterday put tension in him. Blaze quickly sat up and tried to attempt to leave the kitchen.
“I’m going to-”
“Blaze, relax. I’m not going to do anything embarrassing,” Sunset interrupt. “Yes, I did see you hug a girl. But so what? Girls hug guys all the time and it doesn’t mean they’re dating. Heck, Pinkie goes around hugging strangers she meets.”
“Oh… That is a good point,” Blaze said and sits back down.
“But I would like to know more about this girl you were with,” Sunset said. “Can you tell me who she is?”
“Her name is Iris.”
“Iris? Oh! I know her, she’s in my algebra class,” Sunset said. “She seems very nice. A shame that she wears that hoodie all the time. She looked so gorgeous without it.”
“Hey now that we’re talking about her, do you have any idea why she stutters so much?” Blaze asked. “I would have asked her myself but I felt that might have been rude.”
“From what I understand I think it might be a medical problem,” Sunset replied. “I’m not completely sure though. It would be rude to look at someone else’s medical files without permission.”
“But aren’t you a teacher? Shouldn’t you know what your students may have?” Blaze asked.
“Only when it’s very serious or life threatening. As far as I can tell, her stuttering is personal,” Sunset explained.
“Ah, I see.”
“Like I said, she’s a sweet girl and is more than welcome to be at this house,” Sunset said. “Are you two doing anything together? You said that you had a project to do with a partner.”
“Yeah, Iris is my partner for that,” Blaze replied. “And she asked me to hang out with her this weekend.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful!” Sunset chimed. “I’m sure you’ll have a great time!”
“I guess.”
“You will, she seems like a sweet girl to be around with,” Sunset said. “Anyways finish up your breakfast. It’s almost time to head on to school.”
Blaze nods and quickly finished his breakfast. Sunday came back down with her backpack and texted Altair.
Sunday: Hey! Do you have any plans during free period? I thought we could go to the library and work together on our project.
Sunday waited for a moment for Altair to reply. Her phone vibrated and saw that he responded.
Altair: Sure. I’m up for it.
Sunday squealed to herself happily as Blaze and Sunset walked past her. They walked out the door and when the two got into the car, Sunset honked the horn causing Sunday to jump. Sunday quickly ran out the door and hopped into the car.
Sunday waited pastiontly in the library for Altair. She fidgeted on her spot feeling nervous about being with Altair and the possibility of being close to him. For the longest time, she had a crush on him sometime after she was friends with Seryn. Both their families were close before the two were even born and she always felt closer to Seryn than anyone else in the family. But around the time Altair started going to high school, Sunday felt her heart race every time she sees him and would get nervous at the thought of him. She couldn’t explain why she was having feelings for him but she just did and soon enough, she was convinced she had a crush on him and wanted to go out with him for two years.
As she waited, Sunday received a text and looked at it. Her expression slowly turned into a frown as she read. Altair sent a text saying that he couldn’t make it as his coach wanted to have a meeting with them. She put down her phone before letting out a groan and laid her head on the table.
“Of course…. Just my kind of luck,” Sunday said to herself. Just as she was about to collect everything she had placed on the table and put all of it back into her bag. She felt someone tapping on her shoulder and looked over.
Sunday saw it was Kringle and he smiled at her. “Hey there,” he said.
“Oh, hey Kringle,” Sunday said.
“What’s little Sunday up to?” Kringle asked.
Sunday let out a sigh and looks down. “Well, I was going to spend some time with Altair on our project but he had to go to a team meeting,” she explained.
“Hmh, that's a tad troublesome, isn't it?” Kringle said.
“Yeah, it is. How am I supposed to get to go out with a guy when you can’t even get a single moment with him?” Sunday asked.
“Hold him hostage in your basement?” Kringle suggested.
Sunday looked at Kringle with a blank expression. “Umm…. No, not that,” she said.
Kringle chuckles as he pats Sunday’s head. “I kid, I kid.”
Sunday giggled. “had a feeling you were. I don’t know why people think I’m crazy sometimes,” she said. “I mean yes I would like to marry Altair but not after dating him and seeing if he’s the one.”
“Well you're certainly in the right mindset Sunday,” Kringle said. He took a seat next to Sunday.
“Anyways how’s your day going?” Sunday asked.
“It's going fine, dealing with classes and the like as best I can,” Kringle replied.
”Yeah, same here.”
“That's good. Since Altair won't be able to meet with you today, would you care to go to mother's cafe?” Kringle asked. “It's been awhile since her and Rosie have seen you.”
“Oh, sure! That would be nice,” Sunday replied.
“Wonderful! Mother's been working on making new parfait, so I'm sure she'll let you try some,” Kringle said.
“Ooooh, that sounds delicious!” Sunday said.
“Indeed!”
Both Kringle and Sunday sat up from the table and walked out of the library together, Later after school, Sunday was at Sugarcube Cafe with Kringle while she was trying out one of Pinkie’s parfait. She takes a scoop out of the treat and takes a bite instantly loving it.
“Mmhhh! This is so awesome!” Sunday chimed. “Thanks for making it for me, Aunt Pinkie!”
A woman with poofy pink hair, blue eyes and pink skin came over to Sunday and smiled brightly at her. “It’s no problem, little Sunny!” Pinkie said. “You’re always welcome to try out my new sweets!”
Sitting next to Sunday was a short middle schooler girl with wavy purple hair, black eyes, faint skin skin and wore a pretty pink dress. She scooped up some of her parfait and ate it. “Yup! Mommy is the best at making anything!” she said.
“That’s right, my little Rosie!” Pinkie said. She leans down giving Rosie a kiss on the cheek. “Mommy is the best at making all the treats for my family, friends and everyone that comes in here and soon becomes my friends!”
Kringle chuckled. “There’s no denying that mother,” he said. He looked over to Sunday and smiled at her. “Feeling better about Altair?”
“Heh, yeah I feel a lot better now,” Sunday said. “Thanks for doing that for me.”
“It’s no problem, Sunday,” Kringle said. He remained silent for a moment as he looked at Sunday. The way she looked and how her smiled was made his heart feel warm. He smiled at her and spoke up. “Hey Sunday, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
“Hmm?” What’s that?” Sunday asked.
“Well, you see-”
Just as he spoke, Sunday’s phone rang and she looked at it. Her eyes widen at who was calling her and answered. “Altair?” she asked. “Is something up?”
“Hey Sunday, I have some good news,” Altair started. “I just made some room for my schedule and study for an hour. Would you like to come to my place for a bit?”
“Yes! Ye- I mean, sure yeah, that’s cool,” Sunday nonchalantly said. “I’ll meet you at your place in no time!”
“Sweet, see you there,” Altair said before he hung up.
Sunday put her phone away and squealed. “This is awesome!” Sunday looked over to Kringle. “Sorry Kringle, I have to go! I’ll see you all another time!”
Sunday grabbed her things and quickly ran out the door excitedly. Kringle’s expression was blank for a moment before he sighed and slumped down. Pinkie walked over to her son and patted his back.
“There, there, sweetie. You’re not the first guy to deal with a hyperactive girl,” she said.
“Are you talking about yourself, mom?” Kringle asked.
“Ooooh, that’s actually a good example!” Pinkie said. “Thanks, sweetie!”
“...... I’m… glad I could help, mom,” Kringle said.
Shortly after arriving, Sunday and Altair were in the dinning room together working on the project. Sunday was writing down notes from one of her books while Altair looked at a diagram of the human skeleton system. Altair looked at it for a moment before he looked at Sunday.
“Hey Sunday, what exactly is the zygomatic bone?” he asked.
“It’s a paired bone which articulates with the maxilla, the temporal bone, the sphenoid bone and the frontal bone. It is situated at the upper and lateral part of the face and forms the prominence of the cheek, part of the lateral wall and floor of the orbit, and parts of the temporal and infratemporal fossa. It presents a malar and a temporal surface which is four processes. The frontosphenoidal, orbital, maxillary, and temporal. It also has four borders,” Sunday explained without looking at him.
“..... You knew all that by hand?” Atiar asked.
“Oh no, I just checked it up on the wiki,” Sunday held up her phone showing him the wiki page of the bone. “But you should have what you looked like when I said all that, hehehe.”
Altair chuckled. “I would have actually believed you knew that. You’re a smart girl, Sunday,” he said. “So how much of the bone structure did we cover?”
“Pretty much half of it and we’re already getting close to reaching the word limit for this,” Sunday replied. “Maybe we could overdo it and see if we could get an extra reward for it?”
“I don’t know, maybe we should stick keeping it in the word limit as best we can,” Alair said. “I don’t want to waste any time then we need to.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Sunday said. “I guess we can condense it down and try covering everything we can.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Altair said.
As the two worked on the project, Sunday looked up at Altair for a moment. She felt nervous seeing him across the table and couldn’t find the words to describe how she felt for him. Her mind raced as she tried to think of something to start off a conversation with him.
“So…. You have any plans this weekend after your team’s game?” Sunday asked.
“Hmm, probably just watch some games on TV,” Altair replied.
“You just straight up love sports, do you?”
“What wrong with that?”
“Nothing’s wrong with it, I was just making a comment,” Sunday explained. “I was just asking cause…. Maybe we could hang out sometime?”
“I’m okay with that,” Altair replied.
“Really!? That would be aweso-! Cool. I mean, that’s cool,” Sunday tried to be calm and collective. But on the inside she was squealing with joy and excitement.
“I might be there at the park all day on Saturday but you can come along,” Altair said.
“That’ll be sweet!” Sunday looked up at the clock and sees an hour had past. “Oh! I guess I should leave and let you do…. What was it that you needed to do?” she asked.
“I do some training regiments here at the house or whenever some of my teammates come over to hang,” Altair said. “And today some of them are just coming over to hang.”
“Oh…. That actually sounds like fun. Do you mind if I join along?” Sunday asked.
“I don’t know, a couple of them can be a bit…”
“Of a player?” Sunday guessed.
“Yeah, like that,” Altair said. “I think it would be best if you went home. Trust me, when they get around a single girl, they are just all over it.”
Sunday giggled. “Alright, I suppose that is a good point not to stick around,” she said. “I’ll see you later at school.”
“Cool.”
Sunday gets up and and packs up her notes and books. She says her goodbyes to Altair and makes her way back home. After a short trip, she made it home and flops on her bed after a relaxing shower. She smiled happily of the thought of hanging out with Altair and felt giddy. She turns off the lights and heads on to bed awaiting eagerly to see him once more.