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Dancing Dates, Fireballs, and Temper-tantrum Terrorists
"This totally sucks! It's so humid today!", she said as she took the bow out of her hair for the umpteenth time this morning. This weekend is the annual Dancing Ball, and as usual, Sakura didn't have a date. You would think that living amongst other freaks like herself, that she'd be able to find somebody... anybody to date. After years of being rejected for the big dance, she'd settle for another girl at this point, and she just had to make sure that today, she looked her very best. Her very CUTEST. Once again, she fussed with the sparkly silver ribbon, carefully wrapping it around her ponytail, ensuring that no stray hairs escape her grasp. Just then, there was a knock at her door. Sakura, being raised by the Headmistress had the unusual benefit of having a room all to herself. In a way, it's nice, however, it's also a curse, since she doesn't socialize very well with others, and most of the other residents actively make haste away from the disastrous aura of Sakura Testarossa. "Just a moment!", she said and walked over to the door, one hand firmly grasping her hair, the other hand holding on to the ribbon. She stared at the door knob, unsure of how to open the door, while having both of her hands occupied. Perplexed, she kneels down in front of the door knob, and opens her mouth as wide as she can, and attempts to turn the knob with her mouth. After a few moments, she succeeds and manages to cock her neck to the side and turn the knob. Upon the door unlatching it slams wide open with a firm push from the other side, impaling Sakura into the adjacent wall. "Sakura! You're never going to believe this!" A girl of about ten with sky blue pigtails exclaimed. "I got asked out by -- Sakura??", the young girl looked around the quiet room. "ow. sasami.", Sakura moaned and fell face first onto the floor, pushing the door closed as she face-planted onto the floor. "OhMyGod! Sakura!", Sasami cried out and helped Sakura up. "Here, let me help you with that.", and as quickly as she said it, Sasami perfectly tied the bow into Sakura's hair. "Thanks, Sasami. You're the best friend anybody could ever have." "Of course! That's what friends are for.", Sasami beamed a huge smile. "Anyway, I got asked out to the dance! Have you had any luck yet?" All Sakura could do was shake her head. "That's awesome, Sasami. I'm really happy for you!" "Thank you! Today,", Sasami said while pointing her finger to the corner of the ceiling, "my mission is to find you a date!" Sakura thought back to previous years, and for the past two years that she has known Sasami, everything she has done has ended in disaster. Two years ago, Sasami had made a card, hand wrote some poetry and placed it every boy's locker who she knew didn't have date. It was foolproof, and guaranteed to work. Surely, at least ONE boy would respond. Alas, the moment Sakura stepped into the cafeteria, her face was slammed with a pie flying sideways as she walked right into the middle of an ongoing food fight. Did you know tomato sauce does NOT come out of your prettiest dress? The next year, Sakura was hopeful, as she found a letter in the shoe cubby in her homeroom class. Turns out, it was delivered there by mistake, the true recipient was the cubby directly above hers. "Who in their right mind would date you?" The boy giggled so obnoxiously. And SNORTED! Sakura shook her head violently ridding her mind of the horrible memory. "I hope that your plan works this year, Sasami. I'm getting desperate. I'll even date another girl!" Sasami put her fingers to her chin and gave a look of determined thought. "Well, that would open up some other possibilities. Okay! I'll include the girls too! This can't possibly fail!" Just then, the bell rang. "Oh no! I'm going to be late to class!" Sakura said. "Don't worry about it, Sakura! There's still three minutes. Byebye!" Sakura grabbed a messenger bag and ran out her door after Sasami. Last edited by Kokoro; Jan 5th, 2023 at 06:52 PM. |
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"To Homeroom!" Sakura called without looking back.
A few seconds later a blue haired pigtailed girl walked out into the hallway, closing Sakura's door shut. "She's clueless.", she said stopping at muscle-bound guy. |
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"Hey!" Sasami ran after the older guy. "You're pretty new here, aren't you?"
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"My name is Sasami. What's yours?" Sasami said and pulled out a little black book. "Parties, huh? Welllllllll...." she starts flipping through the book.
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" Actually, I'm ten years old. And as a matter of fact..." she turns to a page. "Room 25G, 7pm tonight, there's a party, ..." Sasami glances up at Rik, "But I think you'll probably want to stay until the after party."
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"Why go back to your room? We'll just go to the Art Hall and get some supplies.", Sasami smiled with a grin, shaking his hand.
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Sasami leads the way, all the while thinking about Rik and how she could convince him to take Sakura to the dance. He is quite strong, and might work well at intimidating some of the bullies who harass the Underlings.
She turned left and then right, and then right again, and then left and left one final time until she came to a door, and gave him a quick look over. "I hope you don't like that shirt too much." She opened the door and revealed a large room with many doorways on each wall. Once entering she immediately turned to the right and walked up to door number three, opened it and motioned for Rik to follow. "Welcome to the paint studio!" All around the room were easels and along one wall was all the paint in every color imaginable. Cans of paint, spray cans, even a full sized pneumatic painting nozzle with commercial grade paint mixing capabilities sat in a corner. |
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Sasami giggled and opened another door into another hallway, and led Rik down the long white hallway.
"In the next room, you'll have lots of fun." she said and then opened the door revealing a large, pure white concrete wall of 15 feet high, and 30 feet across. There were other smaller concrete walls with various painted murals in the large indoor area. Sasami took picked up a random spray can and walked over to the wall and began to draw a flower. |
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