Haruka and Michi are owned by Ms. Naoko Takeuchi. Not mine. But the brains
that were transplanted to them is mine that's why they're a little psycho.
Michiru...
I'm feeling kind of lonely as I was seated on the back seat of our classroom. The sun was at its peak and though the temperature is stifling, I can still feel the wind blowing lightly as if whispering a distant memory. A slight chatter and murmurs are heard in the sleepy classroom that had just had lunch and anticipating the coming of our chemistry teacher who is usually renowned for her tardiness. Oh yes I had lunch but I ate alone. Eating for me is not leisure but a slight comfort to distract me from my loneliness.
It is sad to be a little different. Most of the people have considered me odd because I excelled in writing, in the arts and the academe. I was always either loved or detested by our mentors and the feeling is a little disconcerting. I was always the loner and I have no friends once you cross out my bestfriend in my freshman years who transferred to another school. I am usually detested for my talents and I was considered different. People never really desired my company. The intellectual gap is just a little different and my interests and pursuits are in a different plane altogether.
In the past summer, I have promised to myself that my social life will improve this school year and I am determined to make that happen. Maybe showing to my peers that I don't really care about my studies would be an improvement. They may see my human element and even admire me. I hate feeling lonely and I want to fill this void with something worthwhile. Something to preoccupy myself with.
" Michiru...someone's outside for you." I turned. Who would that be? I squeezed my way of the cramped classroom amidst my classmates enjoying each other's spare time with jokes and chats. As I got out, it was my co- editor who I have a little crush on because he was the perfect gentleman. He had a few friends with him.
" Ms. Kaguya suggested that I invite you to run for the school elections. Want to join my party? She also mentioned some of the girls at the other section who could also fill in some slots. The meeting is in Ringo building in the third floor. I will ask her to excuse us." As I listened intently to Ruyo, my co-editor..I noticed the group he had with him. Ringo noticed my attention to his companions and introduced me to them. The tall one with the short hair was Mika, the one with short and curly hair was Riki, and the last one was... "Hey! I know you!" I said as I tried to recall her name from memory. She smiled as if it was funny for me to be so forgetful.. " You were my classmate from my old school!!!" I said as I flailed my arms wildly trying to retrieve her name from my mind..like a pc searching...searching....file not found. "Haruka.."she smiled..her blonde hair bellowing in the wind..her teal blue eyes sparkled with amusement.
Michiru...
I'm feeling kind of lonely as I was seated on the back seat of our classroom. The sun was at its peak and though the temperature is stifling, I can still feel the wind blowing lightly as if whispering a distant memory. A slight chatter and murmurs are heard in the sleepy classroom that had just had lunch and anticipating the coming of our chemistry teacher who is usually renowned for her tardiness. Oh yes I had lunch but I ate alone. Eating for me is not leisure but a slight comfort to distract me from my loneliness.
It is sad to be a little different. Most of the people have considered me odd because I excelled in writing, in the arts and the academe. I was always either loved or detested by our mentors and the feeling is a little disconcerting. I was always the loner and I have no friends once you cross out my bestfriend in my freshman years who transferred to another school. I am usually detested for my talents and I was considered different. People never really desired my company. The intellectual gap is just a little different and my interests and pursuits are in a different plane altogether.
In the past summer, I have promised to myself that my social life will improve this school year and I am determined to make that happen. Maybe showing to my peers that I don't really care about my studies would be an improvement. They may see my human element and even admire me. I hate feeling lonely and I want to fill this void with something worthwhile. Something to preoccupy myself with.
" Michiru...someone's outside for you." I turned. Who would that be? I squeezed my way of the cramped classroom amidst my classmates enjoying each other's spare time with jokes and chats. As I got out, it was my co- editor who I have a little crush on because he was the perfect gentleman. He had a few friends with him.
" Ms. Kaguya suggested that I invite you to run for the school elections. Want to join my party? She also mentioned some of the girls at the other section who could also fill in some slots. The meeting is in Ringo building in the third floor. I will ask her to excuse us." As I listened intently to Ruyo, my co-editor..I noticed the group he had with him. Ringo noticed my attention to his companions and introduced me to them. The tall one with the short hair was Mika, the one with short and curly hair was Riki, and the last one was... "Hey! I know you!" I said as I tried to recall her name from memory. She smiled as if it was funny for me to be so forgetful.. " You were my classmate from my old school!!!" I said as I flailed my arms wildly trying to retrieve her name from my mind..like a pc searching...searching....file not found. "Haruka.."she smiled..her blonde hair bellowing in the wind..her teal blue eyes sparkled with amusement.