ch. 1 - is being extra a bad thing?

It was a warm and sunny day on my first day at my new school.

Miyamasuzaka Girls' Academy loomed above me as I surveyed it outside its gates. This would have been an awesome fucking day if I didn't just transfer to a new school.

Fuckkkkkk and the only reason I got kicked out of my old school was that I kicked some dude in the nuts and followed it with a body slam.

He was a real perv who didn't know how to take rejection because I fucking told him to stop slapping my inner thighs. And the dude was a fucking pussy and told on me, making it seem like I attacked him on purpose.

But it's no good to reminisce on old failures. And it's time for me to put on my big girl panties and face all my stupid first-day-at-a-new-school fears.

With that thought, I sighed. Walking through the gates wasn't that bad, and I made it to the courtyard. I looked down at the school's map and started towards the office to get my schedule.

Honestly, the inside of the building isn't that bad. It has an orangey floor with white walls and a shit ton of windows. And it wasn't super busy either, but that might be because I came here an hour earlier, so I know where everything is, and I'm not stumbling around like a moron.

I finally got to the office and asked the receptionist if I could have a physical copy of my schedule. She gave me a copy after asking for my name and told me I was in Class 1-B.

I thanked her and left the office. I popped my phone out of the newly made hidden pocket in my light gray skirt and looked up the closest boba shop.

Hey, if I'm going to have to deal with the whole new student nonsense, at the very least, I need my sugar fix. And I had an hour before I had to go to class.

What's the worst that can go wrong?

Okay, I lied.

A lot of things can go wrong in an hour. A lot of things. Way too many things.

For one, the line for the shop was so fucking long. And when I finally was able to order, the cashier told me they fucking ran out of boba and that they only had crystal boba left. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU RUN OUT OF BOBA WHEN YOU'RE A BOBA SHOP?

Even with that hiccup, I ordered a taro smoothie with crystal boba because I just wanted some sugar. It didn't take too long for them to make it, and I was out of the shop with half an hour to get back to school.

But then some dumbass on a fucking bike almost crashed into me, and I dropped my drink on my uniform. Which made me really fucking pissed off, so I cursed the dude out and made him buy me a new one.

He apologized profusely to me and got me a new drink, not before rushing off because he said he was running late to school. I thanked him for the replacement drink and let him go after I noticed that I only had 10 minutes before class started.

So I carefully tucked my drink into my skirt pocket and started fucking running like no tomorrow.