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Srry for the wicked long wait. -_-"
Listening to: Antix (hip-hop)- Hands Up, The Killers- Mr. Brightside, Trouble Maker- Trouble Maker, Karmin- Acapella (memorized the whole thing! Booyah for this Bromigo gal), Lady Gaga- Monster, Pentatonix- Draft Punk, Queens- We Will Rock You, Tablo- Bad (have my man babies, oh great and wise Tablo!), Cage The Elephant- Ain't No Rest For the Wicked, T-ara- I'm So Bad, Mayday Parade- Get Up
Yes bro, it takes me more than about 10+ songs to edit/add to/&-or correct these chapters and a couple days/weeks, because I'm a lazy old lyco (Lunatic + Psychopath) killer living in a teenage girl's body. I'm awesome! You're awesome! Yay for us crazy and rebellious bros, gals, sis, and guys!
I'm sorry if their names confuse you, I'm trying to write it like they do in Japan or something: last name than first name
Warning: Awkwardness and a bit, bit, of ooc (out of character-ness)^-^"
ENJOY ^^
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Karin's POV
I walked back to my given seat, just as Mr. Granz resumed teaching. I began wonder why Toshiro would want to walk me to class, sure it was nice, but a person of his 'character' doesn't seem to have that type of 'helpful' personality. My thoughts were broken by the shrieking of the school bell, informing all the student body that they were to report to their next period class.
I was called back by Mr. Granz in the middle of walking out of the classroom. "Uh, yes, you called?" I asked out of genuine curiosity, seriously what could I've possibly done on my first day?
"Well Karin, I know you are in the special program, and you get the privilege of having free periods and can go to any class you want, why don't you come to mine?" He offered.
Okay that's not creepy at all, I sarcastically thought, "Umm, well thanks for the offer, I'll think about it." I gave my most none suspicious smile before turning around to try and leave, before he could stop me again, seriously the guy had 'pedo bear to be' written all over him.
I walked out to come to face with Toshiro leaning against the wall fidgeting with his phone; his illustrious lackluster of an expression plastered onto his profile. It wasn't until his voice broke through the oddly peaceful silence of the hallway, that I'd noticed I was staring.
"Are you ready?" He asked in an humdrum tone, not once did he look up to meet my gaze. "Yeah." I let out with an unnoticeable sigh.
"Okay, let's go." He advised leaning off of the wall; putting his phone into the back pocket of his jeans.
Mighty fine jeans, if I don't say so, shows off his- whoa whoa Karen, focus! You are not one of those weird fan-girls, no offence fan-girls of the world I scolded myself for even having that mind process.
He looked at me for a split second, before taking my bag from my hold and began walking.
I wonder why he keeps holding my bag, I shrug at the thought with a small grin, at least I don't have to worry about carrying my stuff everywhere.
I looked down at my schedule at hand to see what period I had next 《homeroom》"Um, Toshiro?" I poked at his back. Without a glance back he gave me his signature grunt 'Hn' to affirm that I had hold of his attention, " We just pasted my homeroom, ya know?" I pointed out looking back at the class room as we continued on,
"Yes, I'm aware of that." He stated matter-of-factually, still not looking back. "Why?" I childishly quizzed as I trailed out the 'y'.
For a second I thought I saw him give out a smirk at the corner of his lips, but just as it appeared it vanished just as fast;
going back to, what I'm starting to guess is, his natural scowl, before speaking again, "You're not supposed to go to homeroom; you're in the golden, or as some may call it, the special program. We go to specialized rooms instead, you comprehend?" He let out a low sigh
"Oh," I plainly said, before fully confirming, "yeah, a special room. I knew that" I grumbled out the last part, earning a questioning glance from him,
"What?" He questioned, "Nothing, nothing at all" I grinned waving it off quickly
There was a long pause between us, "okay"
We walked for a few more minutes until we were in-front of a pair of wooden double doors with golden handles, Toshiro was first in motion as he opened the door. I gasped at the sightful manifestations before me, it was amazing-no- marvelous, prodigious, awesome, perplex, the list could go on.
There were sofas, food bars, a coffee table, a Ping Pong table, three functional arcade games, mini library in the far end corner of the room, two flat screen TVs placed on both ends of the room, an Xbox kinect/Live, Xbox 360, and a Play Station 4. When they said 'special privileges' they weren't kidding.
"Are you coming in any time soon?" Toshiro asked, oddly both amused and annoyed at my motionless astonishment. "Y-yes. Yes, I am" I stammered 《smartly》trying to come to focus with reality again as I walked through the doorway,
I sat down on the nearest couch. Soon followed by Toshiro placing our bags onto the coffee table that was only a few feet in front of us. He looked as though he was going to say something, but two guys came in interrupting him with their chattering. They seemed a couple inches taller than Toshiro, Man this school is brimming with high structured men;
The first one was slim and lean he had a somewhat short dirty blonde hair, with just a sum covering his face and had on sunglasses, he also had a turquoise marking on his right cheek 《a tattoo?》
The other one was slender, yet had his fair share of muscle, has fairly shoulder length messy ebony hair and pale pearled skin that brought out his stunning deep forest green eyes that reminder me of a cat, he also had teal lines, tattoos I'm guessing, which descended from the lower part of his eyes.
They stopped chatting and stared dumbfounded when their eyes landed on me. The black haired one was first to speak, "Oh goodness," He gave out an irritated sigh shaking his her, "another group-y girl"
Okay that just offended me, "Excuse me?" I gave out in shock as I clenched and unclenched my hands trying to avoid using my fists on the first day of school that is, I was about to say something else, but thankfully Toshiro cut in, "Guys, she's not a group-y." he pointed out, not all that into it.
They both looked at him like he had grown two heads, "Then, what is she?" the blonde one pointed at me as though I was some kind of disaster experiment that couldn't be identified.
Jackass
"She is the one filling the 9th grader spot for the special program. " he retorted a little annoyed, both men looked agaped and in awed, "But, she's a girl." The blonde stated the obvious taking off his glasses, revealing hazel brown irises. His statement still angered me 《a lot》" What's that suppose to mean, huh? Girls cant be smarter than guys, or something?" He hushed himself when he came in view of my glare, this time it was the ebony haired guy's turn to speak up,
"Hey, that glare looks mighty familiar, it looks like-" I cut him off,
" Kurosaki Ichigo's"
"Yeah, his." he agreed
"Well, makes sense, he's my brother and all." Their jaws dropped at that bit of information, "Kurosaki has a sister?!" they said in astonished unison, the blackette was about to add on but was rudely cut off my an annoyed Toshiro.
"Okay, you know everything, end of conversation. Now."
"Cranky much" I muttered under my breath with a false whistle.
"What did you say?" his words daggered at me as though they were poisonous venom, "N-no-nothing at a-all...." I replied without a hint of hesitation 《lie》 lifting my hands up in defense I felt two beads of sweat form on my forehead.
"Okay then, we should introduce ourselves." beamed the blonde holding out his hand, "I'm Lindocruz Tesla, pleasure to meet you Karen." grabbing hold of my right hand he placed a small peck on the back side. Okay, it's official, I'm marking him as the creepy playboy, "And I'm Cifer Ulquiorra" With that he nodded his head and strolled pass us, with Tesla following close behind him.
I turned around to catch Toshiro glaring daggers at the back of Tesla's head, don't get me wrong or anything: Toshiro is probably known for appearing to give unintentional glares, but the way he directed it to Tesla seemed like he was doing it on purpose.
"Um, Toshiro?" I asked trying to snap him out of it, "Are you o-" I tried reaching out to him, but retreated my hand when he cut me off, "Yeah" he declared in his bored tone immediately, "Okay, just making sure." An awkward silence fell before us until Toshiro thankfully broke it, "You have any homework you wanna do?"
"Uh..." I trailed off pondering for a moment, " Yeah, from Biochemistry, since that's the only class I've had so far." I replied "Oh." Was all I got in reply. I pulled out my book just as Toshiro was pulling out his, that's when I noticed, " hey you have Biochemistry too; I thought you'd be ahead of me?" I questioned,
"I do have accelerated class, just not this one, because this is the highest the school goes, since it is a college course after all." He replied in a matter-of-factually tone. "Wow..." was all I could manage at first, "Well, then you wanna work together or something?" I hesitantly asked as I fondled with my hands that hand been clasped together on top of the textbook, he was quiet for a few minutes making me regret even bring it up. I was about to give him a 'nevermind' he spoke out a bored reply, "Sure, what was your topic today?"
★30 minutes of complicated studying later☆
I had finally finished my Biochemistry homework, thank goodness Toshiro was helping me, because that stuff was outrageously confusing, but I guess he's just that good.
I was currently on my way to next period, Statistics, aka math. Personally I love math, it's one of my favorite subjects, but I'm still not a big fan of S.C.H.O.O.L, aka Six+ Cruel Hours Of Our Lives, and listening to teachers yapping nonstop all day. Toshiro, once again, happened to be walking me to class, and as before all the girls were glaring daggers at me, but in all honesty I don't give a two flyin' shit, excuse my french.
When we finally arrived, Toshiro walked me in, at my arrival I come in view of a tan skinned woman with chartreuse eyes, auricomous eyelashes, a messy short flaxen hair which held three inter-knit locks, and stood at the height of what I'm guessing is 175cm (5ft.9in.) She looked young, come to think of it, both her and Mr. Granz look pretty young for teachers.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by a fairly serious, yet oddly kind tone "Hello, I'm your Statistics teacher, Miss Harribel" she formally introduced herself, leaning up against her desk she crossed her arms over her chest eyeing me before speaking again, " Take any seat available to your liking." with that she got up from her previous position and resumed writing on the black board.
Wow, they still have those in this day and age?!
With that in mind, I turned to Toshiro, "Okay then, I guess I'll see you after class." I said it more as a statement rather than a question. In response, Toshiro only gave me a small nod before heading out to his own class, just as I went to find a seat for myself.
Toshiro's POV
I have to talk to the others now, it doesn't matter if I skip class, but the others aren't.......the brightest in a box.
I'll just go to the special rooms for now to relax.
Within minutes, I arrived at the nearest special privileged room, just before I was able to relax into the cushion that had been beckoning me forth my phone vibrated, flashing an unknown number,
but as I read the message I was able to trace it to the culprit automatically, 'I know what you have, and I'm pretty sure we both know how important she is' The text read, yeah I know who this is.
Ichimaru Gin, my uncle
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