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Chapter Five
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Misao once again found herself racing down the street towards her school.
The parents of the young boy greeted him affectionately with kisses and hugs when Misao returned him home. They loved him so much and it showed in their actions and loving eyes. It made Misao forlorn to think that if her parents were alive maybe her family could have been like them. With a mother and a father, but she knew that it was only in her dreams and this was reality.
She remember when she was younger she always thought that her parents would be back for her one day. She was still too young to comprehend that her parents were dead. Every night she would wait by the door for them to return and each day she was greeted with nothingness. As time passed and Misao matured, she understood that they were never going coming back. It broke her heart, but she never waited by the door again. She used to cry at night sometimes thinking about them. She still does, but the pain some how was decreased because she knew that they were watching over her. Jiya told her that her parents would be watching over her up in heaven and she would get to see them every night when she looked at the stars. Since each star represents someone that they loved. So every night she would open her window and looked up at the stars. Talking to them, telling them her stories, what makes her sad, and what makes her happy. Still she got Jiya and that was enough because she loved the old man was more than life itself.
The blood on her wounds was now partly dried. Although, when she runs she could feel the little pain like bee stings every time she ran, bending her right knee causing her skin on her dried wound to expand. She ignored it though, it was just a little scratch and she could always take care of it later. The most important thing at the moment was getting to school on time before she gets in trouble with her professor.
Misao came to a stop at the front of her school. It was a grand school with large fields and a beautiful building covered in windows. Some wouldn't consider her school to be a prodigious school, but it was one of the best in the region. Misao let out a string of profanities as she stared at her school. She couldn't get in; they had closed the front gate of the school.
"Damn!" Misao exclaimed as she gripped her hands on the iron gate and shook it with all her might, rattling the poor gate. She let out another furious cried as she kicked the iron gate with her one of her foot. Pain shot up her leg from the impact, and she let out yet again another 'Damn.'
She stood there for a moment to let the pain from her foot to subside, and looked around the school. No one was around. She turned her head around again to check for the second time if anyone was there. No one. With a satisfied smirk on her face, Misao took off her side bag that she carried all her books and paper in, and threw it over the iron gate. It landed on the ground with a 'thump' releasing puffs of dust from the ground. She looked around again to check for the third time to make sure that no one was there. Satisfied, she grasped both of her hands on the gate, and put her foot on the lower railings of the gate. Her other leg pushed off the ground to give her some force to move her body. She climbed the gate slowly placing one foot on the rails and the other following. Using the force from her body, she thrust herself up on the top of the iron gate.
"Yes! Success." Misao congratulated herself with a wide smile.
She looked around for the fourth time, and jumped down from the gate landing softly on the ground with both her feet. She picked up her side bag, and began running towards the school building into her first class. She crouched, as she walked through the hallway quietly as to not let anyone see her and stopped just outside her classroom and paused.
'Now, if I could just get in there without her seeing me then I'll be in for sure.' Misao thought to herself, but she had no idea how is she going to do that. She slid the door open just enough so that she could look into the classroom to see where her professor was. She was lecturing the class, and writing something on the boar with her back to Misao.
'All right.' Misao thought. If she could just get in the classroom, traveled along the desks so that it could hide herself from view, sneaked up to her desk without her professor seeing her, and act like nothing happened. She wasn't that late, surely her professor wouldn't notice the difference that she wasn't there. There were about thirty students in the classroom any ways. Slowly and cautiously, she put her plans into action.
Crawling on the ground behind the desks, she made her way to her sit that was just near the window in the corner behind of the classroom. The students seemed to be listening and copying down notes to notice what Misao was doing, but one student caught Misao's crawling image out of the corner of her eyes and turned too look at her.
"Misao!" the voiced whispered quietly, but just loud enough just for Misao to hear her. Upon hearing her name, she looked up to see her best friend, Kaoru, looking down at her. Misao flashed her a sheepish grin, as she rubbed the back of her head with her hand. She then continued crawling until she reached her desk, which was beside her best friend. Slowly she ducked under it and came up to sit on her sit, and turned to Kaoru with large smile raising her hands up into a little victory signs.
Kaoru let out a little giggle and looked at her friend. Kaoru looked at Misao and then let her eyes traveled up and down Misao's clothing. Her eyes widen as she saw her friend's clothes was half-covered in dirt, and her skirts was torn in some small places. Her right elbow and right knee was covered in tried blood, and part of her face was also covered in dirt.
"Misao. What happened to you.you're.?" Kaoru trailed off not knowing how to form the last part of her sentence. Not only was her friend late and crawling on the floor when she came in, but she looked like she has just been run over by a truck or worse in another fight. Misao hearing Kaoru's question looked down at herself to inspect what was wrong, and sure enough she knew what Kaoru was talking about.
"Oh this. This is nothing. I'll tell you about it later." Misao said waving her hand in front of her with a large smile on her face.
" It's a long stor---" Misao was going to say, but was interrupted when a voice called out her name.
"Ms. Makinachi. Do you have something to share with the class?" It was her professor and she was walking dangerously towards Misao's desk with her hands on her hips.
"umm.no.." Misao answered weakly.
"Not only were you late to class, you are disrupting it as well." Her professor accused her. "Well now, if you like talking and sharing so much why don't you give me an twelve page report about the economic system due tomorrow." She finished.
"What! Twelve page due tomorrow?!" Misao shouted and everyone in the class turned their heads to look at the scene.
" Yes, and for shouting in my class Ms. Makinachi you'll be standing outside for the rest of the period." The professor added to her punishments.
"But." Misao tried to explained to her professor and argued her way out of not having to write a twelve page report, but all her professor did was raised her hand and pointed at the door with a stern look on her face. Misao mumbled under her breath about it being unfair, and marched furiously outside into the hall.
This has got to be her unlucky day. First, she almost got ran over by a stupid car, scrapped herself on the ground, late for school, and now she has to write a twelve page report due tomorrow. Plus now she has to stand outside, while everyone else was inside.
"You have got to be kidding." Misao complained and kicked the invisible air with her foot.
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After school was out, Misao tried looking for Kaoru in the crowd as everyone was trying to get out to go home. It wasn't hard to spot her friend in the crowd with her dark black hair that was put up in pony tail and clear blue eyes. Misao raced up to catch up with Kaoru and they started walking away from school. Kaoru was heading for work, while Misao had to head for the library to do research on the report.
"So Kaoru, has that red-hair guy been showing up lately?" Misao asked as they walked.
"Huh? Oh you mean Kenshin. Will yeah, he promised to stop by today too." Kaoru replied as she bend her head down, and brought her books to cover her face, as a little blush was forming on her face.
"Aww how cute." Misao teased in seeing Kaoru's reaction.
"Mou! Misao!" Kaoru yelled with a smile at her friend for teasing her. She knew every well that every time Misao mentions Kenshin, Kaoru would get all red. Kenshin was a customer at the café shop that Kaoru works at, and ever since Kaoru has been working there, they noticed that Kenshin would be there everyday that Kaoru worked. Soon they became friends, and both showed that they were interested in each other, but no one knows why they haven't gone out yet. It was so obvious that Kenshin is attracted to Kaoru and Kaoru vice versa. They were near to where Kaoru worked and so Misao parted her ways with her friend.
"Bye Kaoru!" Misao said, and Kaoru waved in responded. Alone, Misao made her way to the library through the busy streets of Japan hoping that her day wouldn't get any worse than it already is.
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Author's Note:
Well, that's chapter five. I hope u guys enjoyed reading. And please don't forget to review! It really means a lot to me! Thank you for reading. I'll try to get chapter six up soon.
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Chapter Five
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Misao once again found herself racing down the street towards her school.
The parents of the young boy greeted him affectionately with kisses and hugs when Misao returned him home. They loved him so much and it showed in their actions and loving eyes. It made Misao forlorn to think that if her parents were alive maybe her family could have been like them. With a mother and a father, but she knew that it was only in her dreams and this was reality.
She remember when she was younger she always thought that her parents would be back for her one day. She was still too young to comprehend that her parents were dead. Every night she would wait by the door for them to return and each day she was greeted with nothingness. As time passed and Misao matured, she understood that they were never going coming back. It broke her heart, but she never waited by the door again. She used to cry at night sometimes thinking about them. She still does, but the pain some how was decreased because she knew that they were watching over her. Jiya told her that her parents would be watching over her up in heaven and she would get to see them every night when she looked at the stars. Since each star represents someone that they loved. So every night she would open her window and looked up at the stars. Talking to them, telling them her stories, what makes her sad, and what makes her happy. Still she got Jiya and that was enough because she loved the old man was more than life itself.
The blood on her wounds was now partly dried. Although, when she runs she could feel the little pain like bee stings every time she ran, bending her right knee causing her skin on her dried wound to expand. She ignored it though, it was just a little scratch and she could always take care of it later. The most important thing at the moment was getting to school on time before she gets in trouble with her professor.
Misao came to a stop at the front of her school. It was a grand school with large fields and a beautiful building covered in windows. Some wouldn't consider her school to be a prodigious school, but it was one of the best in the region. Misao let out a string of profanities as she stared at her school. She couldn't get in; they had closed the front gate of the school.
"Damn!" Misao exclaimed as she gripped her hands on the iron gate and shook it with all her might, rattling the poor gate. She let out another furious cried as she kicked the iron gate with her one of her foot. Pain shot up her leg from the impact, and she let out yet again another 'Damn.'
She stood there for a moment to let the pain from her foot to subside, and looked around the school. No one was around. She turned her head around again to check for the second time if anyone was there. No one. With a satisfied smirk on her face, Misao took off her side bag that she carried all her books and paper in, and threw it over the iron gate. It landed on the ground with a 'thump' releasing puffs of dust from the ground. She looked around again to check for the third time to make sure that no one was there. Satisfied, she grasped both of her hands on the gate, and put her foot on the lower railings of the gate. Her other leg pushed off the ground to give her some force to move her body. She climbed the gate slowly placing one foot on the rails and the other following. Using the force from her body, she thrust herself up on the top of the iron gate.
"Yes! Success." Misao congratulated herself with a wide smile.
She looked around for the fourth time, and jumped down from the gate landing softly on the ground with both her feet. She picked up her side bag, and began running towards the school building into her first class. She crouched, as she walked through the hallway quietly as to not let anyone see her and stopped just outside her classroom and paused.
'Now, if I could just get in there without her seeing me then I'll be in for sure.' Misao thought to herself, but she had no idea how is she going to do that. She slid the door open just enough so that she could look into the classroom to see where her professor was. She was lecturing the class, and writing something on the boar with her back to Misao.
'All right.' Misao thought. If she could just get in the classroom, traveled along the desks so that it could hide herself from view, sneaked up to her desk without her professor seeing her, and act like nothing happened. She wasn't that late, surely her professor wouldn't notice the difference that she wasn't there. There were about thirty students in the classroom any ways. Slowly and cautiously, she put her plans into action.
Crawling on the ground behind the desks, she made her way to her sit that was just near the window in the corner behind of the classroom. The students seemed to be listening and copying down notes to notice what Misao was doing, but one student caught Misao's crawling image out of the corner of her eyes and turned too look at her.
"Misao!" the voiced whispered quietly, but just loud enough just for Misao to hear her. Upon hearing her name, she looked up to see her best friend, Kaoru, looking down at her. Misao flashed her a sheepish grin, as she rubbed the back of her head with her hand. She then continued crawling until she reached her desk, which was beside her best friend. Slowly she ducked under it and came up to sit on her sit, and turned to Kaoru with large smile raising her hands up into a little victory signs.
Kaoru let out a little giggle and looked at her friend. Kaoru looked at Misao and then let her eyes traveled up and down Misao's clothing. Her eyes widen as she saw her friend's clothes was half-covered in dirt, and her skirts was torn in some small places. Her right elbow and right knee was covered in tried blood, and part of her face was also covered in dirt.
"Misao. What happened to you.you're.?" Kaoru trailed off not knowing how to form the last part of her sentence. Not only was her friend late and crawling on the floor when she came in, but she looked like she has just been run over by a truck or worse in another fight. Misao hearing Kaoru's question looked down at herself to inspect what was wrong, and sure enough she knew what Kaoru was talking about.
"Oh this. This is nothing. I'll tell you about it later." Misao said waving her hand in front of her with a large smile on her face.
" It's a long stor---" Misao was going to say, but was interrupted when a voice called out her name.
"Ms. Makinachi. Do you have something to share with the class?" It was her professor and she was walking dangerously towards Misao's desk with her hands on her hips.
"umm.no.." Misao answered weakly.
"Not only were you late to class, you are disrupting it as well." Her professor accused her. "Well now, if you like talking and sharing so much why don't you give me an twelve page report about the economic system due tomorrow." She finished.
"What! Twelve page due tomorrow?!" Misao shouted and everyone in the class turned their heads to look at the scene.
" Yes, and for shouting in my class Ms. Makinachi you'll be standing outside for the rest of the period." The professor added to her punishments.
"But." Misao tried to explained to her professor and argued her way out of not having to write a twelve page report, but all her professor did was raised her hand and pointed at the door with a stern look on her face. Misao mumbled under her breath about it being unfair, and marched furiously outside into the hall.
This has got to be her unlucky day. First, she almost got ran over by a stupid car, scrapped herself on the ground, late for school, and now she has to write a twelve page report due tomorrow. Plus now she has to stand outside, while everyone else was inside.
"You have got to be kidding." Misao complained and kicked the invisible air with her foot.
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After school was out, Misao tried looking for Kaoru in the crowd as everyone was trying to get out to go home. It wasn't hard to spot her friend in the crowd with her dark black hair that was put up in pony tail and clear blue eyes. Misao raced up to catch up with Kaoru and they started walking away from school. Kaoru was heading for work, while Misao had to head for the library to do research on the report.
"So Kaoru, has that red-hair guy been showing up lately?" Misao asked as they walked.
"Huh? Oh you mean Kenshin. Will yeah, he promised to stop by today too." Kaoru replied as she bend her head down, and brought her books to cover her face, as a little blush was forming on her face.
"Aww how cute." Misao teased in seeing Kaoru's reaction.
"Mou! Misao!" Kaoru yelled with a smile at her friend for teasing her. She knew every well that every time Misao mentions Kenshin, Kaoru would get all red. Kenshin was a customer at the café shop that Kaoru works at, and ever since Kaoru has been working there, they noticed that Kenshin would be there everyday that Kaoru worked. Soon they became friends, and both showed that they were interested in each other, but no one knows why they haven't gone out yet. It was so obvious that Kenshin is attracted to Kaoru and Kaoru vice versa. They were near to where Kaoru worked and so Misao parted her ways with her friend.
"Bye Kaoru!" Misao said, and Kaoru waved in responded. Alone, Misao made her way to the library through the busy streets of Japan hoping that her day wouldn't get any worse than it already is.
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Author's Note:
Well, that's chapter five. I hope u guys enjoyed reading. And please don't forget to review! It really means a lot to me! Thank you for reading. I'll try to get chapter six up soon.