She forgot breakfast. How could she have forgotten that during all her preparation? One of the most important things to do in the morning, and Charlotte let it completely fly past her radar.
Unfortunately, this was hardly the time to take notice, class was just about to start. So unless the French beauty spontaneously gained time manipulation powers, she couldn't go and get anything. Which meant a couple of hours of having to sit through class with a stomach that'd probably give her no end of begging for some sustenance. Joy.
However, Charlotte’s fears were eased somewhat when she saw Ichika Orimura, the only male IS Pilot in the entire academy, walk into class. He truly was a knockout, the type of guy pretty much any girl could drool over. The brunette had a thin, firm build that showed he was most definitely in-shape, the perfect person to be piloting an IS. His face was the definition of handsome, very angular with almond eyes that exuded an unparalled warmth.
The excitement quickly turned to embarrassment, though, as a rather loud gurgle escaped Charlotte’s stomach, causing her face to immediately become as red as a tomato. She clutched it immediately, and felt she could die on the spot when Ichika looked over at the blonde with a puzzled expression on his face. When he began walking over, Charlotte just wanted to disappear.
“Hey, Char, how’re you doing?” he asked amicably, a smile appearing on his face.
“Oh, me? I-I am doing…fine,” Charlotte said, bringing her eyes up to meet her crush’s. Damn, they really did help to put her at ease.
“Alright. It’s just, sorry if it sounds rude, but I heard your stomach growl just now.” Ichika scratched the back of his head. “Did you miss breakfast?”
“Mm-hm.” Charlotte fidgeted a bit.
“Do you wanna stop by the cafeteria after class and grab a quick bite to eat?”
“Huh?” Charlotte looked up at the brunette, honestly not expecting this news. “You’d really go owith me?”
“Of course! Why wouldn’t I? You’re my friend, after all, I don’t like hearing that you have an empty stomach.”
Charlotte let out an involuntary sigh. Friend. As much as she loved Ichika, it was hard to deny that sometimes he could be a little thick. The fact he hadn’t been able to ever pick up on her romantic emotions, not to mention those of Houki, Rin, Cecilia, and Laura did make things a bit annoying at times. But the French girl supposed that was part of the reason she liked him so much: his naïve innocence that most other men his age lacked.
“Thank you, Ichika,” she said with a smile. “I’d love to go with you!”
“Great! I’ve heard they’ve got a great menu going today, apparently it’s…”
“Quiet down and get to your seats, everyone!” Chifuyu Orimura’s boomed through the room as she made her entrance, glaring at the entirety of the students. “Whoever doesn’t get to their seat within the next 5 seconds will have to run 5 laps around the school.”
“Ah!” Ichika yelped as he immediately made a bee-line for his desk. Once he got there, he looked back at Charlotte, a warm smile on his face.
Charlotte clasped her hands on her lap and looked down at them with a fierce intensity, her heart threatening to burst out of her chest with all its pounding. Why did he have to be so blind to how she felt? Then another gurgle sounded from her belly, and she almost planted her face right on her desk.
-
Class had gone simply enough. There were several more gurgles, and while a few other students looked at the blonde with annoyed expressions, most were polite enough not to make a big scene. She did get a terse talking-to at the end by Ms. Orimura, and that was annoying. Charlotte was tempted to tell the raven-haired instructor that it was just a simple mistake, but she knew she couldn't start up some sort of argument with her. So, all she did was nod and confirm it'd never happen again.
But really, who cared about all that? As Charlotte made her way through the halls of the academy, only two thoughts were on her mind: how to spend the best time with Ichika she could in a cafeteria environment, and what type of food she should order now that it was lunch. While Ichika did have priority, as the smells of the cafeteria drew closer, the French IS Pilot couldn't help but place a hand on her rumbling tummy as she licked her lips. It seemed like there was going to be a ton of stuff to choose from!
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