Author's Note:
Ugh, sorry for these random, sporadic, and monthly updates. At this rate, I'm not going to finish until I'm like a bajillion years old. Or until I graduate from high school. XD
But honestly, I've been busy as hell. School's a pain in the ass, and I come back absolutely exhausted, so I fall asleep around seven, and I'm too lazy to wake up to even do my homework. How am I even passing any of my classes?
Alright, so I really need to write more. I guess I'm just sick of all the essays and shit in school, and I should draw some of my own stuff more, but I'm so preoccupied with my projects at school. Oh, and I'm taking summer chemistry, sooo updates might be limited then too...
God dammit. Haha.
Opening Song : Dentist - Little Shop of Horrors
Closing Song : Take Me or Leave Me - Rent
Theme #30
Puzzle
"Dammit, I knew I wasn't ready." Rangiku's eye twitched as she glared at the paper in front of her. The words inscribed onto the white sheet scrambled around, mocking her, scolding her for her lack of intelligence. "Bastards," she thought bitterly.
So maybe blaming inanimate objects wasn't the best way to vent, but really, this was ridiculous. If she had known that there were going to be questions like these on the written test, she would have spent more time reading. Geez, would it have killed them to let her know this beforehand?
Groaning, Rangiku lurched forward so that her forehead bumped against the desk. A series of 'SSSSH's and 'Quiet!'s caused her to sit up, a flush sprawled across her cheeks. She stuck her tongue out at the hundreds of other people in the room, but quietly grunted and picked up her pencil once more.
She knew that half of it was nerves. The questions, difficult as they were, could be answered so long as she really focused ― clearly that was not the case. Her nerves were completely frazzled, and there was no way she could concentrate on the little words in front of her. Sure, she could summon a ball of reiatsu into one hand, but sitting down to write? Definitely not her forte.
Rangiku sighed in frustration. She knew fully well why she couldn't concentrate. That stupid grinning fox at the back of her mind kept her from focusing on the task before her. When she got out of here, and when she passed, she would make sure that she smacked him around a couple of times to let him know the pain she went through.
With a malicious grin playing on her lips, Rangiku's grip on the pencil tightened, and she pressed the granite against the paper.
"Alright, pencils down. The written test has come to an end."
Once again, her forehead met with the cool surface of the desk. "Bastard."
Word Count: 326
You know, I don't even know where this came from. It was just random as hell, I know. Haha. But I guess I just wanted something different from the usual angst and whatnot, and I wanted to progress more into the storyline, so eh.