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The very thought of going with the flow type life has always tempted me, however I find it especially hard to avoid unwanted attention sometimes which truly is a drag to deal with to a point. It's almost the end of my second year in this secondary school already… and two more years to go till I can go to high school. But again I doubt that it would be any different from how it is now, some days passed by uneventfully and others are way too adventurous for my mentality to bear. I like to spend time with my best friend Chika to pass the time. We always have something to talk about but we find rumors rather unassuming and so are boys' talks. We are more of the quality over quantity type that spends most of our time with each other, it's not that we don't have many friends but just that they aren't close enough . We did try to invite another girl into our group but it turns out she was just a traitor that didn't really want anything from us but our secret so she can spread them around. Since then we kept to ourselves…
I'm Mikoto Yoshibara but I usually call myself Miko for short , age thirteen and currently studying at Nguyen Hien secondary school. I'm just an average looking girl with hazel eyes and back length fluffy and sometimes untidy hair. I usually just tie it up in a ponytail so it wouldn't make me feel too hot on sunny days. I have twin bangs that go all the way down covering my cheeks leaving my forehead blank because of…um… reasons. I wear glasses too, big rectangular ones but I don't really pay attention to them. I think I looked better with glasses on actually, I like them. Sometimes I feel like I blend right into the background and honestly I think it's kinda a good thing really. I'm not really an introvert but not really an extrovert either, maybe something can't be described with words. I find it difficult to know what I want but sometimes I know exactly what I want, and honestly I feel like I don't know me at all… I'm curious but no one gives me a satisfying answer of who I am. This was supposed to be an introduction but now that Ithink of it I don't know many things about me, but only time will tell if I'll ever find out.
~I'm going to go to school now so maybe I'll write this later.
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The sun was shining above the puffy clouds of the eerie summer day, the streets were busier than ever with people going back and forth. Everyone is busy with their life and work, it was still early. My school was one of the biggest in my area. I like the facility but why did they feel the need to paint it pink though… It wasn't an all girl school or anything, but again they do have their reasons right? I walked into the big courtyard. There were several big trees there, they must have been planted for more than fifty years at least. Many students had already arrived though I consider myself as going earlier than necessary, everyone is minding their own business. I'll just sit at one of the benches at the back of the school to wait for Chika, since my class was right next to it anyways. Some of the popular girls have already rounded up on a less well known one, the whole thing was only like 30 meters away from me. Seriously I have my own bullies to deal with and I really don't need more, I'll give her company when the group finishes their business with her. If I jump in now it will just cause more trouble for the both of us anyways, at least my bullies are a lot less of a bother than her's. While I sat there I searched my bag to see if I had any milk left, now that I think again I shouldn't have skipped breakfast. I had two boxes left so I'll just drink one and save the other for later. When I had just finished having my fill was the same time the girls had left, leaving a short hair girl crying on the dirty floor. I stood up and stepped over to her. She wasn't all that remarkable, just plain and boring with messy short hair and dark brown eyes not a very confident looking type.
- You should really tell a teacher, here take this. I said, handing her a milk box.
- Unlike somewhere else, teachers actually do something to help students who were being bullied around here. You should really take advantage of that.
- Th-thank you… She said between tears.
- I see them here a lot. Is this like their favorite bullying spot or something because they are annoying me with all of that noise they make. I said while helping her up.
- I-I'm sorry… She said shakingly.
- That doesn't answer my question. I said unamused.
- Ah-I'm so-sorry. She muttered, almost dropping her milk.
- What is up with this kid? I thought to myself, dude clearly got some serious problems here.
- Just stop apologizing for once won't ya? I said, well my face probably looked really pissted off since she literally jumped back.
- I'm sorry… She said again.
- Okay this is getting on my nerves. I thought.
- It's not like I'm gonna eat you or something chill girl. What's your name? I told her as I picked up my things from the bench.
- It's Ari, how about you? She asked shyly.
- Mikoto or Miko is fine. I told her.
- Miko! Hey! Let's go, what are you doing over there? A voice said from a far. It was Chika.
- I'm coming! I voiced back.
- Bye, see ya around. I told Ari and ran over to Chika.
- Who's that ? Chika asked me as we walked to class.
- Nobody really just another one of those V's. I said tossing my trash into the bin near there.
V is one of the many code words we use to talk about people but don't want people to know that we were talking about them. We have a bunch of them, we use P to call our bullies, it means parasites since they are such a bother to us. You'll know more about the codes we have later on since we do use them a lot.
- Oh yea? I was just thinking that you got yourself a girlfriend =)). She said with a grin on her face.
- Uh…yea…no girly. I said pulling on her cheeks. I heard this too many times already.
Chika is the attractive nerd type with straight hair that she lets flow freely instead of tying up, chestnut brown eyes. She and I look like polar opposites when we are together but our personalities are the same. I look more of the chill cool unbothered person and she looks softer like a cinnamon roll. But don't be fooled she can be really dirty minded sometimes, kind of creepy too actually.
- Class is starting soon. Have you studied chapter 20 on history yet? Chika asked as we sat down on our seats.
- No, not really what was it about again? I forgot. I replied while taking out my books.
- Dai Viet during the Early Le Dynasty (1428-1527). She said frowning.
- Ah right, I haven't. I'll do that now, or miss Le is going to make me stand in the hall like P2 yesterday. I said jokingly. Actually I had already studied yesterday but I want to make a joke out of the Ps stupidity anyways. Its kind of fun really. LOL.