Karin walked into the school from her limo. She say up and stared at her school. She didn't actually mind the uniform. The colour wasn't especially flattering, but she felt like like a princess, and she liked that.
She stepped out of the limo and stood tall. With proper posture, she walked into the school. She entered the building and tried to ignore the stares from students around her. Something was off, and she assumed it had to do with Aiko.
Standing by her locker she saw her, the girl she'd just been thinking of. "Karin I'm so sorry."
"What did you do this time," Aiko asked bluntly, opening the door in Aiko's face.
"I was mad and I know I was stupid. Please forgive me."
"What did you do?"
"I told everyone we had sex, and then you dumped me," She mumbled nervously. Karin had heard her clearly, despite the efforts to conceal it.
Karin stared at her. She couldn't believe it. Actually she could believe it. It was exactly the kind of thing that someone like Aiko would do. "So you spread a rumour about me and come running for forgiveness, why? You can't honestly expect mea to want you back after the bull shit you put me through this weekend."
"Look I know you're mad, but I was still high and I hit my low-"
The girl was interripted. "I don't care. You're pissing me off. Leave."
Aiko left quietly. When Karin was alone she realized all her friends had been Aiko's. She was literally alone. She put her head in her locker and held back tears, pretending to look for books.
She grabbed her morning books and walked to her class, 2-a. She had economics, advanced Japanese and english. She went to take her seat at the window, but someone had replaced her. Suddenly she was forced to sit in the middle row opposite the window. If she weren't so tired from the drama she'd go ask for her seat. Instead she sat and accepted her fate.
She heard someone a knowledge her and call her a slut under her breath. She took out her economics book and began to read about the implications of Keynesian economic theory.
At one point in her morning she was hit in the head with a paper ball.
Wow, how has a slut like you gone unrecognized forso long?
Karin ignored it and focused on class. She regretted ever dating Aiko. It was just a bunch of drama. As she made a mental note of her regrets, she was called upon by the teacher to read from a book in english. She forgot the title, but it wasn't very interesting to her. As she read, students snickered at her posture and tone.
When she was finished she sat and awaited the next reader. She was already tired of people laughing at her. Finally the lunch bell rand and she walked to the cafeteria. Beef stroganoff was on the menu, and Karin ate it alone, at a table in the corner.
She'd realized a long time ago that her life had been to easy, and she knew she needed some bad to even out the good. The hardest point in her life was the absence of her parents, but they were always away on "buisness". She knew neither were faithful, and both spent all their time out of the country with their consorts, to put it nicely.
A person suddenly was sitting across from her. They had short hair, feminine features and thick rimmed glasses. Their shirt was oversized and they seemed perfectly gender neutral.
Neither spoke as Karin soon finished her lunch and left. She went to the garden and snuck her flask out of a pocket she'd sewn into her dress. Inside was some flavored whiskey and she sipped a bit, before putting gum in her mouth. Usually she shared her drinks, but suddenly she had no one to share with.
It was slightly depressing, actually.
She shrugged off the emotion and over heard some girls walking. She overheard the words Host Club and snorted, remembering it's existance. She debated attending said club during algebra and world history, before deciding to go during her final period. If anything, it could distract her, for a little bit.