During the class, Kira continued to take notes, although someone had once told her she didn't need to. Kira tried to pay attention, but it was beginning to become a difficult task. She couldn't help her eyes, as they kept traveling over to where Marik was sitting. Too bad he didn't sit next to her in math, he sat behind her in Special Tasks class.
"Kira, could you please answer the next question?" the teacher asked a very drifted off goddess. Kira blinked out of her sudden state and looked at the board. GODS!! What were they teaching us? How to create our on economy? She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, wondering what she should say. Kira decided she would just take a shot.
"Um, 125 squared?" Kira said, well, more like asked. The teacher frowned.
"I'm sorry Kira, that is incorrect. Although you were very close..." and after that the teacher continued to ramble on about the most boring issues ever discovered. Kira continued to daydream though. About the latest movies, things, clothing, and guys. Well actually, Kira still couldn't get her mind off one guy. Marik.
There was something about him that made Kira happy, almost glad he was around. She absolutely adored his hair. How it flowed in the wind, and the color was just amazing. His bronzed skin, and not to mention his very well formed build. Kira unconsciously smiled and once again, was lost from reality.
"Kira, Kira." came a heavenly sounding voice. Kira ignored it though, her thoughts seemed a tad more important at the moment. She felt a tap on her shoulder. Kira twisted her head around. Hell! This was way better than her thoughts.
"Hey Marik." Kira finally decided to answer. Marik pointed to the clock, and picked up his bag.
"Oh, I'll come with you." Kira insisted. Marik smiled.
The two teens made their way out of the room of boredom and hell, and arrived in a hall full of bustling activities. Students making their way to band, social and Special Tasks. While others decided to stop and chat for a while, and some exchanged notes, giggling at what so and so wrote to such and such.
Kira smiled, and joined her fellow pupils on the way to Special Tasks. It was a long walk, from the 100 wing all the way to the 900's. Kira would have used her powers to get her there sooner, but she wanted to spend some good talking time with Marik.
"So, what do you supposed she's going to make us do today?" Marik asked, the two rounding on another sharp corner, and up a flight of stairs, littered with the everyday soda can and peoples binders, even a couple of shoes were lying there. Kira shrugged, looking at a rotting sandwich as they finished the last step.
"No clue." Kira concluded. Although Kira was not prepared as to what was coming for her around the corner.
Suddenly, Kira heard her name being called by a student. Eager to see who it was, Kira whipped her head around, searching for the caller. Unfortunately, this was all just a decoy to distract Kira as a giant bucket of todays luncheon soup. Marik turned around just in time to see Kira splattered with the contents. He stood there, rooted on the spot, not wanting to get too involved with the commotion.
Kira stood there, drenched as a fish. Her hair was all over her face. Her clothes dripping soup. Her bag was soaked as well, and all her work. Kira looked ahead to see Feryl standing at the top of the stairs, smirking with all her glee. Behind her a teacher was approaching though. The teacher tapped Feryl on the shoulder and spoke to her quietly. Kira not noticing the current conversation, screamed out Feryls name.
"FERYL I KNOW THIS WAS YOUR DOING!" Kira shouted. The teacher that was currently speaking with the little witch looked up astonished at Kiras actions.
"Kira Atkhens! What do you think you're doing?" the teacher snapped, rushing down the stairs and grabbing hold of Kiras arm tightly. Kira glanced over at Marik, who looked sorry for Kira, but didn't do anything. She understood him for his reaction, she knew Marik didn't want to get involved with this predicament.
Kira was suddenly pulled out of her thoughts by a harsh movement. The teacher was rushing her towards the principals office. Kira groaned. How could this day get any worse? The office was dimly lit with a couple of plants here and there. Kira looked around curiously, and spotted a desk near the corner.
"Sit down in that chair." the teacher said rudely, pointing to a green chair in front of the desk. Kira sat down in it obediently and looked up to see the principal sit down. He frowned at her and interlaced his fingers together.
"So I hear you've been yelling out obscenities for no reason?" asked the principal, eyeing Kira intensely. Kira wanted to jump up on his desk and scream out the raw truth, but she knew they wouldn't believe her. Kira suddenly heard a click noise from behind her and the teacher brought a young man inside. He looked just the same age as Kira. He had a blonde hair the spilt all over his face like spaghetti. The boy had honey colored eyes and looked as honest as an angel. Maybe he was here to help me! Thought Kira happily, and she smiled for a second. The boy looked over at her a smiled too. This made Kira even more reassured.
"Young man, may you please explain to me as to why you are hear?" the principal noted towards the boy. The boy looked up at the principal and opened his mouth to speak.
"You see mister, this young girl here was a victim of Feryl. She had dumped soup all over her, so I guess Kira got a little fired up." The principal frowned at his explanation. He motioned for the boy to sit down.
"And you witnessed this whole ordeal?" He asked, leaning forward a bit. The boy nodded. The principal frowned once more.
"Well, I'm sorry Kira but there was no school official I have been notified of that witnessed this. For all I know this young man could be here saying all of this just to get young Feryl in trouble." Kira balled her fists. This was just STUPID!
The boy looked helplessly over at Kira. He shrugged to say he couldn't do anything else. He was escorted from the office, while Kira was still at rest in the chair, waiting for her punishment.
"Yes, I see now the only suitable thing for you would be suspension," the principal started, and noticed Kiras blank expression, but he hastily added, "from all school activities. That would include football games, dances and other social activities."
Kira was then escorted out of the office and told to move on to her next class.