Kzii Ayukii
Freshman Student
Unemployed
I'm the kind of girl who bursts out laughing because of something that happened last week.
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Post by Kzii Ayukii on Jan 13, 2008 14:41:22 GMT -5
Ayukii ran towards the class room where she had detention. *C'mon, I don't need to be late for this!* she thought as she hurried down the hall. She skidded to a stop when she forgot where she was going. "Um..." she looked around.
When Ayukii found where she was going she started up again. *Leave it to me to get in trouble for being late for detention.* she thought as she entered the class room. She stood in the doorway and tried catching her breath. After catching her breath Ayukii calmly walked in.
She fixed her hair and took a seat. Ayukii looked up at Zabuza. She was deathly afraid of him. *Detention better be quick!* she thought staring at the door for her escape.
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Mirai Ira
Freshman Student
Freshman %7C Pizza Delivery Girl
I am displaced
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Post by Mirai Ira on Jan 13, 2008 14:51:57 GMT -5
Ira was not happy. Fighting outside of class was something Ira did not usually take part in, except that other girl she was in the scuffle with deserved it. Oh well. It's not like detention will bother me. You sit, work and do nothing for an hour. I don't even start work until an hour after we let out of it.
The last bell of the day rang, bringing a stampede of rowdy high school students echoed through the school. They flooded the halls, escaping their homerooms. Ira instead shuffled out, barely noticed by others who were mindlessly chatting and doing whatever it was normal high school kids do. She walked swiftly, a head below most people to the school's detention hall.
It wasn't hard to find her way around anymore, so Ira arrived at her destination without much delay. Opening the door, the girl walked in, ignored her supervisor and anything he might have done or said, and took a seat in the front corner of the empty room.
No one was there yet. I guess I'm the only one who doesn't take their time to detention. Shrugging inwardly, Ira pulled out her History and Geometry books, preparing for an hour of study.
After a few minutes, the noise from the halls died down. The door to the room opened again as her earlier opponent walked in, looking slightly afraid. The other girl took a seat, and detention officially began.
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