This story will be told in little one-shots and drabbles, for the sake of my tired fingers, more updates faster and the lack of fillers.
She fumbled her pen and it clacked loudly across the floor, the entire class turning their heads at the promise of some sort of distraction from exams. Nervously, she muttered an almost inaudible apology and reached for it, until a shoe kicked it to the front row.
She gasped a little and glanced at the offending shoe before chastising herself for blaming the shoe. It was simply an object and it was an accident even if the shoe somehow had a mind of its own and had a secret grudge against pens. Or worse: her color-coded collection of mechanical pencils!
Within ten seconds, her attention span was lost to Planet Orihime. By the time the bell rang, her pen was forgotten and her test oddly blank.
"Say, Orihime," Tatsuki came up, her best friend who looked rather peeved, "I completely forgot about memorizing that Orpheus poem, did you?"
"Poem… hmm, maybe, I'm not sure, now that you mention it… nope! Er, why…?" Orihime twisted her neck at an odd angle, her orange braid nearly taking Tatsuki's eye out.
"It was on the test…"
"Oh no! I completely forgot about the test! It-It was the shoes, Tatsuki! They have a mind of their own! Of course, where would their brain be if you had your foot in them? Perhaps that little heel on the bottom? But wouldn't that hurt? It's so small. Or maybe their brain is so small and isn't like ours, but in the shoelaces! But wait, that wouldn't be right either, shoelaces come off sometimes, like yesterday and I fell in a sewage hole."
Tatsuki blinked a little put-off, but none-the-less shrugged and dragged her over imaginative friend to lunch.
End note: Wow, it's easier to keep Orihime in character than I thought. She is a lot like me in the way our brains work, except I'm not quite that bad. Please review; this was sort of a prologue/beginner piece to introduce Orihime and her flaws/ability to entertain herself in the more boring situations.
282 words, inspiration: Cliché, nerds, high school