"Jacob Haroshi"
" 'ere"
"Shay Wakia", the teacher was just finishing roll call.
"Here"
"Kinai Yataima"
There was silence as the day dreaming child leaned on the sidewall.
Footsteps broke that short silence.
"Miss Yataima! Please pay attention! You may return to your fairy tale world after my class is over", as she was referred to, Kinai's hand that was used as a pedestal for her chin, twitched slightly.
The 21-year-old's gaze met her teacher's, yes, she was 21, so she got held back a few years. Not because of her lack of brain cells, but because of her low attention span, never doing her work, and she also has a knack of acting out.
The hand used to support her head went down to her lap. "Hai…Gomenasai teacher", the girl said this without difficulty, she was used to lying directly. There were small chuckles around, along with, "What's she still doing here? Daydreaming is all that girl's good at" or "Hey! Whatcha really thinkin' about? Eh, hentai?"
…fuck…you…, she cussed in her thoughts and frowned slightly, it looked like a pout whenever she did that. She kept her thoughts to herself and listened with half a mind. It's not that she's never been made fun of or not used to being teased, ….she just spazzes sometimes. Luckily for these teens, Kinai was one of those people who knew how to control their actions...most of the time.
"Now, Mister Haroshi, please tell the class the answer for number 24(a)", the teacher said while walking towards the front of the classroom.
"H-hai. The answer is 49,823n", it was amazing that this boy had paid any attention, this was detention after all. Sadly, this substitute liked to review work…not many teachers do that when supervising for detention.
This was so boring to Kinai, and she had tuned out the voices. Kinai began to take out a small pen and pulled up her sleeve to reveal her pale skin. She was wearing a black collared long-sleeved shirt and loose bleached men's jeans; which was your average outfit for a girl 17 years of age, but she was 21.
The only other problem with Kinai's arrangement of clothing was that she had an untied black and white checkered tie hanging loosely around her neck and her jeans were covered in elaborate designs, drawn by yours truly, with a black ballpoint pen. She also wears a thin, crimson red, zip-up, hood jacket that is draped around her figure
Also attached to her jeans was many chains bought at various stores and her favorite: created from the many soda cans she drank from. A 2 feet long chain with one soda cap attached to each loop; it took her 6 months.
Currently, she was designing a nice black skull and cross bones that were most likely the femur. Yes, she was drawing the traditional pirate ship insignia.
She sighed quietly, satisfied with her design and tucked her black hair behind her ear. Well, almost all black, she had bleached the tips of her hair numerous times to get it the snowy color it was now. She had also dyed exactly five strands of hair on the side of her head red, due to pure boredom.
Her black hair reached to her elbow if she stood correctly. The front that is. She cut her hair herself, and this year's hairdo was semi-long boy hair at the back while it sloped steeply downward in the front. Her bangs, which were separated from the rest of her hair, reached the bottom of her chin, were usually tucked behind her ears. Poor Kinai could never do in a ponytail, so during physical education, she was forced to wear it in loose pigtails. The reason for this strange hairdo was not known to me until I did a bit of research. Apparently, Kinai immensely enjoys 'anime' (some type of well drawn drama I believe) and cosplaying her favored characters.
She dislikes having to wear wigs and such, so she prefers to have her hair resemble the character's. She goes through about three different hairstyles per year (on the average lower forearm length hair) I am not sure why, but her hair grows a bit faster than an average human. Her hair grows about 1.5 inches per month.
Kinai's eyes fixed onto the clock. 72,71,70…, she counted down the seconds to the bell.
Something happened to hit her in the head just as the bell began to ring. It was a lump of crumpled paper. To say the least, she was always curious, no matter what the situation. Kinai knew it could be a string of insults printed with messy handwriting. She flattened out the crumpled piece of paper, lo and behold, there was the expected chain of profanity she was so fond of.
After school physical education was next for her. She walked towards her locker…near the teacher's lounge. They expected her to be a problem and placed her under a close watch. 14...15...26. The latch opened to the pull and Kinai swung the locker frame open, catching it before the frame made contact with the other lockers. She stuffed her cursed English textbook into the small locker, just when it occurred to her, Shit! I forgot my gym clothes! I don't have time to deal with another detention!
Her teacher is going to be pissed. Kinai trudged to the girls' locker room. "Hey, Xia! Do you have any extra gym clothes?" Kinai groaned as she talked to her close best friend: Xia Carian.
"Ooh. You forgot again didn't you. And no, I don't. You should know by now!", your schoolmate scolded her. She held up her finger like a mother telling her son not to eat sweets before bed.
"Ah…Coach is gonna kill me...again", Kinai whined and hung her head in dismay.
"Neh, you sure seem to have a lot of lives, Kinai-chan" Xia stared playfully at her pronouncing each of the last two words clearly and mockingly.
Kinai removed her gaze from the floor to let them sit upon the view of her friend quite menacingly.
"What did you call me?"
"Oh nothing", she mused.
Kinai began to glare daggers at her friend.
"You know I don't like being called 'chan' or 'kun' or 'hime' or any of these stupid formalities!" she began to spaz, using air quotes whenever necessary.
Xia had finished dressing into her gym uniform."Oi! Quit babbling and come on, before coach kills you for being late too!", she had a smirk on her face and gave Kinai a peck on the cheek.
I have to say that this surprised me quite a bit.
