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 Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:11 am
OUCH.
Chihaya rubbed her sore bum, as she looked(from the floor, by the way) at the myterious thing that had just rammed into her.
Another girl.
She was hugging a rather tattered little doll, which was naked, Chihaya had noticed. She stifled a giggle.
Realising that it was her fault for stoning right where people could crash into her, Chhaya stood up hastily and laughed nervously.
Offering a hand, she said, "sorry! Are you alright?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:18 am
When Miiya finally stopped seeing flying stars, she saw a hand right in front of her. Hastily, she got up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Cried Miiya, flustered.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:25 am
Chiya laughed. "S'alright! It was partially my fault for daydreaming anyway."
The girl looked really disorientated. "What's wrong?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:36 am
Miiya then remembered the boy.
"It's..it's..."
She pointed outside, but the boy was gone. Seems like he wasn't looking for her after all.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:59 am
"It's...? A bird? a plane? Superman?" Chiya Giggled at her pathetic attempt of a joke, putting one hand on the other girl's shoulder to keep herself from falling over with laughter.
Realising it was extremely rude, she stopped.
"Yo~! My name is Chihaya, and i'm from Class 1-B. what's your's?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:04 am
Miiya was rather appalled by the girl's easygoingness. What a brave person.
"I'm.. Miiya. From 1D. Nice to meet you!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:27 am
"Nice to meet you too, Miiya!" Chihaya laughed again, for who knows what reason. "I'm going now, I hope we meet again!" She picked up her bag and spun, then pranced out of the hall.
Like a hurricane. She was like on an eternal sugar rush.
Now the hurricane was heading to who-knows-where, talking to itself.
"Miiya, miiya~" Chihaya repeated to herself, giggling. "She's really cute! Maybe I'll go to her class next time," she mused.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:28 am
{Sorry for disappearing. >.<;;
Kiyoshi's free, in case anyone wants to Rp with him. =o}
After the little incident with the girl from the same class, he returned to sitting down on the chair. He looked through the box, and realised that some of the accessories were still missing. There was one, a silver metallic hair clip with his own carvings in blank on the top, that he really liked.
He gave a mental shrug; he would make a newer and better version of it during his free time. As for now, it's best to keep the box away from harm's way. The male placed the box into his bag, and took out a fashion magazine. It features the fashion show by one of his not-so-close uncles, a certain Yamada Jiyo.
Flipping the book open, he tucked his hair back behind his ears and started to browse through the magazine. Uncle Jiyo's designs were interesting, but to Kiyoshi, his designs were a little too 'stereotype'.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:44 am
((I have no idea how to reply to that. xD *shot*))
Now, Chihaya, being the hyperactive little bunny she was, had taken to exploring the school grounds for herself. She marveled at the sheer grandeur of the corridors and rooms, the large ornate windows and designer furniture. She was scarcely done when she ended up in front of the hall again.
Curse her lack of the sense of direction.
Oh well. She walked back into the hall and wandered around. nothing to do. nothing at all. How boring! She fell immensely frustrated and was about to sit down when she felt something hard under her foot.
It was very pretty. Beautiful, in fact. Chihaya would have put it on instead of her plain black ones if she didn't know it wasn't hers.
She held it up in the air, admiring it and wondering who on earth it belonged to.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:54 am
Dazed, and feeling slightly blown away, Miiya settled down in a dark area somewhere in the hall, took out her sewing kit and started patching her doll up. 'In no time she'll be back to normal again!' thought she.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:58 am
{I find that a good reply. ;D}
Kiyoshi looked up from the magazine, trying not to yawn. He was bored, but there was nothing else to do. It would be undignified or him to start looking for the things that he had lost, but he was tired of just waiting for the teacher to reassemble everyone.
Finally making up his mind, he placed the magazine back into his bag and stood up, slinging the strap over his shoulder. He thought for a moment, trying to make an intelligent guess on where the hair clip might had flew off too. The second item you make can never replace your first ever work, no mater how much the design had improved.
Perhaps it was just luck, but he saw it in that instant. Someone, a female in fact, had his hair clip in her hands. He walked over, pausing before he spoke, "Excuse me... That hair clip that you're holding onto is mine."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 6:04 am
Miiya looked up from her dark comfort zone to rest her eyes for a while from too much close needlework. Oh, look. There was that girl she had met earlier again. Her name was...Chiha..was it? She was a little dazed at that time, but she was pretty sure that was her name. Miiya peeked around a little more and saw a male student talking to Chiha. 'Was that a friend of hers?' Miiya wondered.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 6:05 am
Of course, it wasn't long till somebody noticed her. And stared. Minori immediately straightened up and rolled her sleeves down. Damn, damn damn. This wasn't Austrailia, where she could go crazy anymore. Unfortunately, it was where she had to act lady-like, which Minori knew that she herself wasn't doing a very good job of. Wincing at that remark, she walked away as that girl started to apologise to another who had crashed into her.
When would this day ever get any better?
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 6:06 am
"Ah!"
Startled, Chihaya fumbled, and it fell from her hand. She caught it just in time with her other hand though, [mumbled, "nice catch,"] and looked at the owner of the voice. A guy. he owned the hairclip.
It started with a giggle, but ended up breaking into full blown laughter.
Out of breath and tears flowing down her cheeks, she paused, stifling giggles as she passed the clip to the guy. "Here you go," Or much rather, thrusting it at him. "You may have it back."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 6:09 am
Chiha was laughing. and passing something to the male student. Miiya was sure it was something private and she ought not to look, so she snuck out of the dark place and walked right into another student who didn't look very happy to be in the school.
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