🌠Jotaro🌠

On a new day, early morning, I was laying against my bed. I was staring at the ceiling of my room, contemplating wether I should go to school today or not. I opted not to for the passed three days, and since it's Friday, why bother. I turned my head to my nightstand and there sat the folded phone number paper (name) gave to me. The thought her face popped into my mind and I sighed, turning to my ceiling again.

"Yare yare...why is she stuck in my head?" I asked myself.

It brought me small wave of guilt when I remembered her offer. Aside from Jiji and Avdol currently living here for a while, (name) really was the only person closest to my age to talk about this spirit/stand stuff. I still haven't given her a call. That wouldn't give off some type of message, would it? But I don't even know why I cared.

"...maybe I should talk to her."

🪄You🪄

It was a new day and I was getting ready for school. My parents weren't very happy with me when they heard I skipped on Monday. They ended up taking my game console. Whyyyyy? We take a moment of peace.... Okay! Time to go.

"Hello! Good morning, everyone!" I greeted my family and they replied back.

"Good morning!"

I sat down at the breakfast table as my mother had already laid out today's spread. Fluffy pancakes and bacon and eggs. Yum! I served my plate and began to eat, keeping with the time.

"So, (name), I got a question for ya." Yamato leaned in.

I swallowed my food, answering with a muffle, "what is it?" And taking a sip from my OJ.

"I- well, we were just wondering..do you have a boyfriend~?"

"*Sspi-kk!*" I quickly covered my mouth and ran to the sink, spitting my drink there. "Where- *cough-cough!* Where did you get that idea?" I forced out from the drink stuck in my throat.

My parents were silent, only allowing my brother to carry the conversation. "Well, it's either you have a crush or a boyfriend. You never miss school, nevertheless skip it."

"That was ONE time!" I defended, wiping my face. "And I'd say it was more important and worth it."

"And why is that?" Dad finally chimed in.

"Uhh.." fuck. I had to think of a reason. Legitimate but dancing around the truth too. "I was meeting some important people from the Americas. My.. friend's grandfather works for a company called the Speedwagon Foundation and curiosity got the better of me, so I went with my friend to meet him."

"Really, and what's your friend's name?"

I scowled to the side. Did I really want my family to know who Kujo was, considering he lives just down the street? I sighed thinking, they're not gonna believe me if I don't say anything.

"His name is Jotaro Kujo, he...lives a few houses down the street."

"HA!" Yamato slammed the table, "so it IS a boyfriend. And he's the son of Sadao Kujo, the jazz musician?!"

"No, he's not!!" I shouted back, "I mean, yes, his dad is famous, but he's not my boyfriend!"

"Enough yelling, both of you!" Mom raised her own voice and we quiet down. "Sweetie, boyfriend or not, I'm glad you took the chance to do some networking for your future. But we don't want you skipping school. A perfect attendance record is important, you know that."

"Yeah..I do."

"Then, get out there and study hard or you'll be late."

"Huh?" I looked at the clock and I realized I spent too much time bickering with my brother. "Ahh! I gotta go! I'llseeyoualllaterandIloveyouguysalot! Bye!" I rushed out of the house, leaving my family chuckling behind me.

As I walked down the road, I heard a gate open and closed. I saw that it was Kujo walking out. Wow, he's actually coming to school today? After leaving the police station, he hasn't shown up to school for the following two days, it's Thursday now. I also never got a call from him after Monday. Did he rather ignore me?... If so, then that's his business, I don't even know why I want to care.

🌠Jotaro🌠

As I stepped out to the neighborhood, the first person I saw was (name) walking ahead from me. I felt like I should've said something to her, but I acted the opposite and stayed silent. There were a few peers around. It'd be better if I talked with her somewhere at school, privately.

Following the same path, the dreaded morning routine was about to begin. Girls from left and right were noticing me and they started to flock closer to me and invaded my personal space.

"Jojo!"

"Hey, Jojo!"

"What's up, Jojo?"

I did my best to ignore each of them. Why did they have to swarm around me? It's so damn annoying.. Then, I felt an arm wrap around mine. One of the girls was getting closer and hugged around my arm. She looked at me with batting eyes as she asked me.

"So tell me, Jojo, where have you been? You haven't been to school for three days."

I only gave the girl a glance until another girl shoved her off me. "Hey! Who do you think you are grabbing onto Jojo like that?!" She scolded her out of jealousy, "I don't like how friendly you're getting with him. Stay away!"

"What the hell, Ugly?"

"I'd be careful, No-Boobs."

Those two went on to repeating the same insults back and forth and it quickly got on my nerves. I snapped my head back and shouted at them.

"SHUT UP! You're freakin' annoying!" But that only made them squeal and swoon, just by hearing my voice. Yare yare...

I looked ahead again and caught (name) looking back at me. It took me by surprise a little as it was only a short stare until she turn away again. She went along to put on her head phones and walk down the stairs. I did the same, except with the crowd of bitches following behind me. But unbeknownst to either of us, someone else was watching. As I stepped down the stairs, I suddenly a slash on my left leg. The wound caused me to lose balance and I began to fall and the girls behind me all screamed in terror.

Despite me about to break my skull from the stairs, I used quick thinking and used my stand to grabbed the nearby branches from the trees. It brought me to a slowed stop by the grass at the bottom sidewalk and I gripped my leg, stinging with pain. Did a branch slash open my leg? I thought to myself. No. Wait a sec. That's not what caused me to fall down. This cut is what came first. But how?

"Kujo!" (Name) called my name as she sprinted to me. "Dude, what happened up there? Are you okay?"

"Tch, I'm fine, woman." I brushed it off, standing up. But I took the opportunity to speak with her, "hey, listen. Now that I have you, there's something I-" instead, I'm cut off by the pestering girls that showed up again.

"Oh, Jojo! You really scared me."

"Are you okay, Jojo?"

"You're so lucky, if you had landed just a few inches off, you'd have cracked your head."

"Nasty accidents happen on those steps all the time."

"Tomorrow when you walk down those steps, you really should hold my hand." And to that comment, all the girls glared at her as she smirked. Good grief.

(Name) shook her head while placing a hand on her hip. "I wouldn't take that chance, he'd dragged you down with him if he fell again." The girls looked at her, taken back by that suggestion.

"What do you know?" One one the girls snide at her. "You jealous that he'd rather hold one of our hands than yours?"

"Eh, not really," she shrugged. "Kujo's a big boy and he can care for himself. But you're right, what do I know? He probably doesn't need me when he's got you ladies creaming your panties for him, right? Ha! See you around, Kujo." (Name) said as her final words before leaving the scene.

Hhh, damn it. I guess I'll have to find her later. But what was that attitude about? Or maybe that's just her? From there, I bent down to pick up my book bag and do my best to ignore these annoying bimbos, but I felt a presence behind me. Another boy, most likely my age came down the last steps and pulled out a handkerchief for me. He had vibrant red hair. It had a strange style by the way there was a noodle in the front. And he had violet eyes, they looked cold and disassociated, but I'm the same so whatever. This guy also wore a uniform that was all green, along with a white scarf and cherry looking earrings to finish the look. He's new..

"Here," he offered, "your leg seems to be cut. You might want to wrap it with this handkerchief to help stop the bleeding. You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. It's just a scratch." I said, taking the handkerchief. As this guys was about to walk away, I stopped him. "Hold it." He turned back around, "I forgot to say thanks. I haven't seen you before either. You go to our school?"

"I'm Noriaki Kakyoin." He introduced himself, "and, yes, I just transferred here yesterday. See you around."

As he left, the same girls behind me oogled at him.

"So his name's Kakyoin. Seems pretty cool."

"You think so?"

"I still like Jojo way more than him."

"Me too!"

"Same goes for me."

I ended up tuning them out as I instinctively rubbed the lower part of my neck where my birthmark was. I had an odd feeling that something was amiss, but I didn't fully know what. Hopefully I'd be able to talk about this with (name) as soon as possible. It could have something to do with my spirit, or my stand...