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 Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 4:31 pm
A soft sigh escaped Miho's lips, she was calming now and now it was time to figure out a way out of this. Scanning the classroom her eyes narrowed in thought. So far there had only been one nominee and that would automatically make her class president so the first course of action had to be to nominate someone else to be class president, someone else who would most likely win over her in an election. Going by that it was best to pick one of the two cheerful people in class, true, it was tempting to nominate Tarii-chan back, but that really would get her no where at all.
Up her hand went "I nominate Takanashi Chihaya for class president." That done her eye focused on Tarri-chan. It looked like she was having fun with this, but she was obviously not the typical bully and should obviously be treated with caution. Name calling would get her no where as well as letting the other know that she had indeed struck a sore spot. She sent a smile at the girl "Thank you for your kind nomination. I feel Chihaya-chan will do a better job than I would though." What was it she always heard her father’s business partners saying? Oh yes, show no weakness to your enemy.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 1:14 pm
Tarii just couldn't help but sadistically smile. So Miho was fighting back, eh? Good-- it's always better to fight with the fish than to catch it with ease. Without a sigh, gasp or anything she changed her sadism to genuine sweetness and turned her head back towards Miho. "Nonsense. You shouldn't talk in such a way, Miho. After all what good is an election without competition?" Oh yes she was good at this. During commoner school life she trained herself to be a two-faced person. Nice to all the people that adored her but a demon in the eyes of her bullies.
"Infact," she paused, clasping her hands together gently with a bright smile, "I'll be more than happy to be your campaign manager for the running!" This was getting very interesting and fun.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:32 pm
Strangling Tarii wasn't an option, strangling Traii wasn't an option... oh but it was extremely tempting. Miho's smile faltered for a moment before she cemented it back on. "Yes but there really be much competition. Chihaya is so much better qualified then I am. And besides, you really shouldn't trouble yourself. It'd just be a bother." Bother, couldn't this girl just be satisfied with rattling her? She had to go and insist on going all the way.
Miho's smile tindged on sarcastic. This had to be the worst way she could have imagined the first day of school going. It was her worst nightmare.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 7:54 am
Shisori raised an eye-brow as he walked over to the whiteboard, and wrote down the names of the two nominees. Sometimes, the teacher can't help but wish that he had applied to be a teacher at a normal, public school instead of applying to enter Ouran. Sure, the pay was much lower in public schools, but the atmosphere was never this... 'Tight'.
Pausing, he smiled, "Well... Anyone else? Come on, if this goes on, we would need to hold an election... Or rather, a sort of competition."
{Oh yes, Rui's busy, so she won't be replying. ;-;}
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:34 pm
Miho sighed softly, this was just peachy. She eyed her book bag where her book was longingly. Oh how she wished she could just submerge herself in it and forget that this day was sucking even worse than most. The tight atmosphere didn't even register with her, she was far to used to it. She absentmindedly reached up to fiddle with the green bow in her hair. It was the only piece of girlyness that she ever showed and even then she only wore it because her father had given it to her.
Slouching down just slightly in her chair she glanced at the teacher with a raised eyebrow. If he was expecting any help from her he could forget it. She blinked realizing that she had forgotten herself and let her posture slip. She quickly sat upright again, eyes looking about a bit uneasily to see if anyone had caught her slip.
She was so used to slouching and getting into a comfortable position while reading or drawing that if she wasn’t concentrating on it sometimes the posture that she had been trained to hold, practically since birth, would slip. She hadn’t been caught yet but it was one thing that she did care if people saw. After all, it reflected badly on her family and thus on her father.((Ack! I'm so slow! Sorry sorry! @_@))
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:45 am
As if to ease the tention the classroom door was thrown open. A rather desheveled blond haired boy stood in the doorway, panting slightly. Damn was he unfit. He had only run from his car to the classroom, though in reality there were alot of staircases on the way up. Anyway now he was here, late and making an idiot of himself yet again.
"I am very sorry....that I am late!" he apologised looking around at his classmates, most of which were now staring at him Great Satu. You have now made a complete fool of yourself infront of alot of the student body. He stood by the door, waiting to be given out to, or for someone to start laughing at him. His face had gone a nice red colour now, to make sure that everyone knew that he was embaressed. Oh great. He bowed apologetically to his teacher, hoping it might ease his possible punishment slightly. Of course he would be late the first day of school. Stupid car, stupid tree, stupid everything.
((Um...I hope its okay if I join in. Otherwise I can just delete this! ^^))
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:20 pm
Crash. The classroom door was slammed back on it's hinges. Miho's eyebrows rose at the second ungraceful entrance of the day. However she was extremely greatful, his sudden entrance had taken the attention off of her. She studied him closer and noticed he looked extremely uncomfortable under the stares of her fellow students. She knew the feeling all to well.
'Oh, what the hell' She stood, pushing back her chair. Years of training kept her back straight and her posture perfect. "You're disrupting the class. You should take your seat." Her glare dared anyone to challenge her. 'Damn' There went her chance of not being seen as a leader (and a possible class president) by her classmates.
However years of being stared at and NOT doing well in crowds of people, lead her to being able to recognize that look. It was the same one she wore when she was in a group of people who were staring at her in an unfriendly manner.
((Dra- If you'd rather we kept post order I'll delete this))
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:35 pm
Satu turned to the girl who got up, his eyes wide and his pupils small. He wasn't sure whether to be terrified of her or to secretly thank her. It meant that people were no staring at her, which of course took attention of him and her athorative manner didn't scare him, just shocked slightly. He had of course, not just a twin sister but 7 others. It was because of this that the look and attitude the girl was giving him didn't surprice him.
He descided to sit down, even though the teacher had not given him permission. He didn't want to draw the girl on him. He sat down in one of the only vacient seat, one beside his saviour. He gave her a nod which was a mixture between a "Sorry to disturb" and a "Thank you for saving me." He buried his head in his hands, composing himself. When he looked up again it seemed to be a different boy who emerged. Satus regular, nochalant, sophisticated look return, his desheveld hair now looking more elegent then unkept.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:56 pm
Great, now all eyes were on her. 'I really should learn to think a little more before I act' Sighing softly to herself she sank back into her chair, not before glaring at everyone who was staring at her though. Glancing over as the boy settled himself in the seat beside her she blinked in surprise, then almost laughed at her sillyness. Of course he could compose himself in a matter of a seconds. It was something that was drilled into most children of wealthy families from a very young age.
She blinked as she realized she'd overlooked something. "Oi. Tardy Boy. Introduce yourself." She'd forgotten the stupidness that the teacher had made the students who had arrived on time do when class started.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:07 pm
Satu looked over at her, his face now back to its regular pale complexion. "O...all right. Hello my name is Satu Kimura. I hope despite my entrance we can still all be friends." he said with an insincear smile on his face. Of course it looked perfectly friendly and real to anyone who didn't know him well, but as usual his public face had come into view.
He looked back over at the rather bossy girl, who was obviously trying to assert herself as the alpha of the class. He was perfectly happy with that as he wasn't a leader. He never had been nor did he want to be one either. He smiled again, looking at her. "I hope that was adiquate miss...I am sorry, I missed your introduction." he said, as plesently as possible.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:22 pm
Miho twitched slightly at his introduction. So friendly, wanting everyone to like him. Geez. She dropped her head into her hands for a moment rubbing slightly at her forehead. Today had just been to much, and the headache that usually preceded her panic attacks was raging in full force.
With the way she had been acting most of the people in the class probably thought that she really did want the job of president and that she liked being in charge. Nothing could be farther from the truth, however as much as she disliked being around other people. She also disliked seeing them in pain, especially when it was a pain she could relate to.
A noise niggled at her mind and she was vaguely aware that someone was talking to her. However at the moment she was to busy keeping the panic attack back to be bothered with trying to figure out who was talking, what they were saying, and the proper way to answer it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 4:07 pm
"Now Miho, dearest," Tarii started up, flipping another page of her book with a sly smile, "don't be so rude to new classmates. After all, we are all quite new here ourselves now." She honestly did care for the student, as she knew how it felt to be the embarrassingly late person.
"Well Kimura, my name is Tarii, Wasutori Tarii. It's very nice to meet you," she said with a delicate glint in her deep blue eyes. She knew that Miho was being purposely rude, so that no one would ever think of her being a class representative. Though she doesn't like leaving things unfinished, much to Miho's misfortune.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:48 am
Satu watched the bossy girl for a second, wondering if she was okay. Maybe it was best to leave her though. Maybe she just wanted to be left alone. Satu looked over at the other girl. Her smile worried him slightly. It seemed fake, like his own but much more sinister. But at the same time, her voice had a tinge of kindness in it that made him smile slightly.
Satu smiled and streched across to shake her hand in a rather gentlemanie mannor. "Pleased to me you Tarii.!" he said smiling again. "I hope we can be friends. As he leant back into his desk he took another glance at bossy girl, starting to worry slightly. Maybe she had just died at her table? No very unlikly. She was probably just sulking or something.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:09 am
Miho twitched slightly as more voices niggled at the back of her brain. Why couldn't people just leave her alone for THREE STUPID SECONDS!? She felt the headache pulse and the panic begin to rise. There were too many people in the classroom, too many of them were staring at her, and too many people were talking.
She let out a slight whimper and buried her head further into her arms. Hoping against hope that somehow her arms could block out what was going around her. Later she would be discussed with herself, she'd thought she'd gained control over her panic attacks. In fact she hadn't one for over six months, but now... Miho stiffened, trembling slightly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:43 am
Satu looked over again at the girl sitting beside him. He knew he should mind his own business and worry more about getting to know his classmates, to she them this side of him, the cool, resigned side of him rather then side he showed earlier. He didn't want to be remembered on his first day as a complete goof. He feared that it had already happened and he looked around his classmates feeling slight destain for their judging eyes,
No he should turn his attention to the problem at hand, the fact that the girl beside him seemed to be having a nervous breakdown. He sat still trying to think of a logical solution to this perdiciment without drawing attention to either himself or the girl beside him. The last thing he wanted was for her to be thought as a freak by the general student body. He placed a long hand on her back leaning over slightly. "Um...are you alright miss?"
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