K Goes to Kindergarten
by: Crystal Princess Ranma
K
6-year-old K, stared out the window, into the dreary, cold, snowy weather, waiting for the yellow twinkie to arrive. (The bus, the bus, people, okay?) His stomach churned, and twisted, knowing that at exactly 7:42 a.m., that stupid torn-apart vehicle would pull into the side of the street, and wait for him.
At least he was ready. It was his first day of kindergarten, and he didn't want to look dorky. He wore a blue shirt, with dark-blue jeans, and a leather belt. Attached to it, was a bright orange, and yellow squirt-gun. Wisps of his blonde hair, covered the side of his face.
Yep, he was ready alright.
He smirked as the twinkie pulled on the side of the road, and honked the horn twice.
Shuuichi
Just like K, Shuuichi also looked out of the window, and waited for the bus to arrive. A cup of hot chocolate in one hand, and a blanket wrapped around him, he yawned, and smiled. Cute little runt, if he wasn't. Messy pink hair, all over his head, and bright purple eyes, staring. Too bad he wasn't wearing his Bad Luck band uniform, or even I would have glomped 'em. ^-^
He ran outside, and decided to play in the snow, until the bus got there. In ten minutes, he had made an exact replica of 'Yuki the snowman', eating...Shuuichi's...carrot...*ahem* Yeah...*cough, cough* Started at an early age, didn't ya, Shuuichi?
He laughed to himself, staring at his 'creation.' Soon, the bus arrived, and Shuuichi hopped aboard...
Touma
Touma frantically ran around his messy room, looking for his school supplies. (Is that how you spell his name, Shan-chan?) Paper, glue, pencils...those kind of things. He groaned, knowing his was going to be late. One by one, he found his things, and stuffed them into a black, and blue knapsack.
He looked at the clock, and ran out of his room. He pulled his door open, and a gust of cold air, and snow droplets literally knocked him over. Guess he needed a jacket.
Touma pulled on his red jacket, and headed out the door. He then saw the bus, pulling in to his driveway, and honked the horn. Slowly, his heart pounding, he stepped on it. The bus was so dirty, and old, that Touma prayed that when he pressed down on the step, he wouldn't fall through. He smiled warmly at the women, that drove the twinkie. At least, he thought she was a women, but with that unibrow, and 4 inch beard, the name tag, 'Ora' gave him the only clue...
K
6-year-old K, stared out the window, into the dreary, cold, snowy weather, waiting for the yellow twinkie to arrive. (The bus, the bus, people, okay?) His stomach churned, and twisted, knowing that at exactly 7:42 a.m., that stupid torn-apart vehicle would pull into the side of the street, and wait for him.
At least he was ready. It was his first day of kindergarten, and he didn't want to look dorky. He wore a blue shirt, with dark-blue jeans, and a leather belt. Attached to it, was a bright orange, and yellow squirt-gun. Wisps of his blonde hair, covered the side of his face.
Yep, he was ready alright.
He smirked as the twinkie pulled on the side of the road, and honked the horn twice.
Shuuichi
Just like K, Shuuichi also looked out of the window, and waited for the bus to arrive. A cup of hot chocolate in one hand, and a blanket wrapped around him, he yawned, and smiled. Cute little runt, if he wasn't. Messy pink hair, all over his head, and bright purple eyes, staring. Too bad he wasn't wearing his Bad Luck band uniform, or even I would have glomped 'em. ^-^
He ran outside, and decided to play in the snow, until the bus got there. In ten minutes, he had made an exact replica of 'Yuki the snowman', eating...Shuuichi's...carrot...*ahem* Yeah...*cough, cough* Started at an early age, didn't ya, Shuuichi?
He laughed to himself, staring at his 'creation.' Soon, the bus arrived, and Shuuichi hopped aboard...
Touma
Touma frantically ran around his messy room, looking for his school supplies. (Is that how you spell his name, Shan-chan?) Paper, glue, pencils...those kind of things. He groaned, knowing his was going to be late. One by one, he found his things, and stuffed them into a black, and blue knapsack.
He looked at the clock, and ran out of his room. He pulled his door open, and a gust of cold air, and snow droplets literally knocked him over. Guess he needed a jacket.
Touma pulled on his red jacket, and headed out the door. He then saw the bus, pulling in to his driveway, and honked the horn. Slowly, his heart pounding, he stepped on it. The bus was so dirty, and old, that Touma prayed that when he pressed down on the step, he wouldn't fall through. He smiled warmly at the women, that drove the twinkie. At least, he thought she was a women, but with that unibrow, and 4 inch beard, the name tag, 'Ora' gave him the only clue...