Majime and Leiko's ...disagreement

Chapter 3

"Caroline!" I hear a voice shout above me, " Are you okay?" I open my eyes to see I am face down on the concrete. "Ugh," I groan as I sit upright, and feel blood trickling down my nose. Jabir has now knelt down to my level, and has put his warm hand on my shoulder, "That looks like it hurts."
"Believe me, it does." I answer, still not fully aware of how I feel and where I was, "Where am I?"
Jabir looks confused, "Why, in front of the school, where else?" He gently pats my shoulder, "Are you sure you're alright?"
I shake my head, "I'm fine, I just had a crazy dream." Jabir helps me to my feet, before I hear the pitter-patter of footsteps behind me: Majime.
"Sorry, about yesterday, guys!" Majime then begins a long, drawn-out explanation on what had transpired. Before she is able to tell of her and Leiko fight, Jabir interrupts her, "It's alright, Majime-chan." Majime than notices my hand that has flown up to prevent my nose from bleeding anymore. "Caroline-san, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just fell," I nod my head slightly, "that's all."
She looks like she smelled something nasty, "You look horrib--" Before she can finish, Jabir has punched her on the arm. "Ow! Why'd you do that?" she asked, turning to Jabir. He stares at her for a moment before saying, "we need to get to class." They run off, leaving me to wonder what Majime was going to tell us. But, I am snapped out of my reflections when I hear Jabir calling my name, "come on, slowpoke, you're going to be late!" And with that, I run off towards Jabir.

        We make it to class as the bell is in the midst of ringing, and I can see the pencil and detention slip in the sensei's hand, ready to sign if we had just been a minute too late. He sighs as we take our seats at our desks, and begins to take role-call. I had finally stopped the flow of blood secreting from my nose and collecting under my nostril as the sensei starts reading off the names. As each student responds to their name being called, I make a careful effort to remember the names of my fellow classmates. Daichi and Gorou are the names of the two boys that sit a couple seats ahead of me; one --I think Daichi--cradles a ball in his arms, while the other --presumably Gorou--leans across the aisle to whisper ever so secretly to each other. The sensei doesn't seem to notice. I learn that Hina and Hikaru are the two that sit near the front of the room, and I presume that they are twins, as their features are too similar not to be. Hina has her nose buried in a book, while Hikaru seems to be looking anywhere but the sensei. Emi, Mai, and Rin sit behind us --Jabir and I--doodling in there notebooks, with dreamy stars in their eyes. Kiyoko, the girl with the pink streak, is using her finger to trace a pattern into her desk, as a boy names Shin sits next to her, solemnly listening to the teacher. He seems to be one of the only ones listening, besides for a new girl named Yuri with bright yellow hair, and Ai who stares at me like a fish when I look over. Finally, the sensei calls my name and I respond with a quick, "present!" The sensei the proceeds with today's lesson plans, only to be interrupted by a piercing shriek, coming from the bathroom across the way. Majime suddenly burst into the classroom, tears flowing freely down her face, "Leiko's dead!"

        And now, the three of us --Jabir, Majime, and myself--all sit on the cement stairs, having set our lunches aside to console Majime about the death of her friend. We are the only ones outside, besides the girl Kiyoko who sits on the bench right outside the door. Police cars are parked outside, as the officers were inside at the scene of the crime and questioning students in the cafeteria. No student is allowed to leave, and a sensei stands at the gate to make sure no one tries to escape. But, the three of us don't try to. Jabir and I focus on our crying friend. In between sniffles, she tries to form words, "I never wanted her to die." Her head is on Jabir's shoulder, and his arm is wrapped around her. I sit on her other side, holding her left hand as it clings to me ever so tight. Jabir passes her a tissue from his bag and talks slowly, in a soothing voice, "I know you didn't, no one ever wants to lose their friend." She takes the tissue and wipes her eyes before she speaks again, "We may have had a...disagreement before her death, but I-I...never wished for her to die."
Once more, Jabir speaks to calm her, "No one would wish that upon someone."
"Yeah," she stares at her right hand that hold the tissue, "fourteen stab wounds; her killer must have really wanted her dead."
"It's not your fault, Majime," I manage to say, still holding her small, fragile hand, with her iron grip, in mine. She coughs, "who could have done this to her?"
"I don't know," Jabir shakes his head, "I can't think of anyone that could have despised Leiko." That caused Majime to smile slightly, "Everyone liked Leiko."
"She was a nice girl," he taps his finger to his head, "and she was kinda cute."
Majime's smile turned sad, "I know she'd love to here you say that," she looks at Jabir, "she had a thing for you." Jabir's smile seemed to fade away, "Um, I actually meant it in the friendly way; she was such a good friend."
"Oh," Majime stared  at her feet, "she was a good friend, wasn't she?" An awkward silence filled the already stiff air. I cleared my throat, searching my mind for a topic to change the subject. Before I am able to think of one, however, the sharp ring of the bell somehow penetrates the cement walls, signaling the end of lunch. Majime jumps to her feet and, dragging her satchel behind her, she runs through the glass door that was held open by another student. And, I could recognize that pink streak: it was Kiyoko. She had looked up from her book with a startled expression crossing her face. "What the--?!" she muttered, her hand still iron gripped to the door.
"Sorry," I apologize, walking over to Kiyoko.
"Um," she purses her lips, "I mean--that's okay."
"Are you Kiyoko?" I ask, trying to make conversation. I am startled by Jabir as he place his hand on my shoulder and loudly exclaims in my ear, "we need to get to class, Caroline-chan!" Jabir races through the door and I follow in suit, but not before turning back to her, "Talk to you later, Kiyoko!"