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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 5:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 6:33 pm
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- OOC: Aw! D: Poor Misao! Dx -
"That's my girl!" her father said, "Always a winner just like her parents!" 'Not always...' she thought, but she grinned and said, "Anything to make you two happy!" "I couldn't stand the thought of our little girl being lesser than anyone." her mother said, "If any child of mine were to fail, well, they were probably switched with someone else's child!" That made Alexia's chest ache. 'I can't tell them ever...' she thought. Suddenly, both her parsnts' phones rang and they excused themselves from the table. Alexia sat there, staring at her food, feeling nauseated at the words spoken recently. Chaves placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. "It's okay, miss." he said as if he knew her side of the story. She pulled out the hankercheif and stared at it. "Whose is it, Madam Alexia?" the butler asked, "Were you crying?" The president hesitated and then said, "It's Misao's. I forgot to give it back. I had snapped from pressure and he gave it to me." "This was very nice of him. I can see the pressure your parents give you. I'm sorry, miss. I wish I could stop it, but they sign my checks." "It's fine, Chaves. I'm a big girl now." "Just know, if you need anything, I'll help you right away as is my duty." Alexia looked up and smiled a real smile at the butler. "Thanks, Chaves. I'm going to head to bed now." "Certainly, miss." The senior stood and went up to her room, cleaning off her bed and checking over the homework she'd finished during class. She set the hankercheif and book on her nightstand and packed her bag, putting it by her door. She went into her private bathroom and got a shower. She dressed in a white nightgown and brushed her short black and brown hair. She went back in her bedroom, having all the lights out, but her lamp on the nightstand, and laid under her covers of her bed. She picked up the hankerchief, looking at it. 'Misao doesn't seem to care at all, but he came after me when I was crying...' she thought, 'He's very indifferent... But he still has a heart... Though I bet he only wanted me to stop being such a baby, he doesn't care when I'm not crying.' "Feh." she said, putting down the hankerchief and picking up book she'd checked out to look at it more closely than she previously did.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 4:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 7:19 pm
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[Bleh, sorry 'bout that. I had to help with garage sale gonk He was supposed to be on for only about a half hour, but I also have a curfew. =__=;; And that pretty much explains why he's so emotionless all the time. ]
Misao was sitting at his desk, though it was getting late. He was writing in his journal like he usually did, recalling the day's events as clear as.....well, day. Writing again in his neat, clear print, he wrote down the simple things he usually did everyday and of course, adding the unusual twists he didn't expect. Like being given the position of vice president, how Alexia overreacted, the meeting, the tasks he was given, crossing paths with her in the library, her running off in tears, him helping her... "Come to think of it..." Misao said to himself out loud, just to keep himself company "Most of the weird things that happened were because of her." He thought about it for a moment, unblinking as he sat back and stared up at the ceiling, thinking about why exactly did he help her again. "She must be a weird girl" he concluded as he finished up his journal. As he closed the notebook with a sigh, he looked over to his computer. She recited some lyrics to a song, but he just couldn't quite put his finger on to what it was. He pushed the power on and waited patiently for it to boot up, and when it did, he just typed in some of the words he heard were used repetitively in the song, and found out it was the song 'Rolling Girl', but into an alternative lyrics. "Ah, I see" he seemed to have gotten the idea, but not entirely "That song must really calm her down." Misao stretched and turned off his computer, taking out his contacts. "I've worked too much today. I need to get some sleep." With that said, he turned out the lights and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
[I can't help but think that Misao's song would be Two Breaths Walking ._. Maybe because he can't find the words he can use to describe how he feels, despite the fact that he knows a lot of things, and ends up hurting people. ]
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 7:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 8:20 pm
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[Ah, my favorite version is the one sung by Gero >w< They lyrics don't really add up, but hey, that's how I'm interpreting it. // AHH *q* May I glomps this person? // Prussia is smex, that's all I can say. // LOL, you'll understand soon enough. *w* ]
Misao groaned and slapped the snooze button on his alarm clock as it echoed into silence. Why must he get up so early? It's too much work. But he had to, so he slowly pushed himself up and stretched before going to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the rest of the day. He sighed as he stared at his emotionless face beyond the mirror as he buttoned up a plain white shirt along with black jeans to go with his theme of simplicity. He was in no rush as he waited patiently for coffee to brew and bagel to heat up in the toaster. His parents may have owned many sucessful hotels around the countries, but they also have many arge and small estates, and Misao got one of the smallest ones, possibly so that they could try and pretend like he didn't exist. Of course, he didn't mind, since he didn't want to see any of them or want them to bother him. Quietly, he ate his simple breakfast as he stared off into space. When it was time, he cleaned up the table and left for school, which was only a short walking distance away past the library, which he might as well return his other books that he finished the previous night.
When he got to school and sat down, his headphones practically glued to his ears, a few of his aqquaintances whom called him their 'friend', slapped him hard on the back and laughed. as they caught up with him and pulled out one of his ear buds and Misao had to pause his iPod "Yo, Misao, congrats on your vice presidency! Here's a congratulatory gift." The boy handed him a book, and Misao read the title. "Is this some sort of joke?" he asked expressionlessly, ironically the book read 'Smiling for Dummies'. "If it were, then you'd be laughing by now!" Everyone but him laughed as he sighed "Thank you very much, but I could do without it." Of course, he was unheard as they watched a few girls appraoch him nervously and they whistled him good luck, knowing that he had a few fan girls after him, mistaking his cool personality for attraction. "Oh, Misao," The small girl started off timidly "I-I heard that you had to write up a report on the olympics by today, and I thought you might've needed help on it, so I wrote some for you. I worked all night-" Misao couldn't help but interrupt "Sorry, but I already finished it yesterday." "Oh, y-you did? Well, could you at least-" "And I don't really know why you're giving this to me, shouldn't you be giving this to the student council president?" He looked away, rather bothered that so many people were trying to keep him from his music. The girl however, misread this and started to tear up, something Misao didn't expect, but he didn't have his hankerchief with him this time as the girl shoved the papers into his arms anyways and ran off crying, leaving Misao nothing but one more added thing to his arms, a bad reputation, possibly guilt and annoyance, and glaring stares. "Is it my fault that I didn't ask for help when I didn't need it?" he said for the other students to hear as they had glared at him, then looked away, ashamed. Misao grumbled as he entered his first hour class room and decided to might as well just set the things on Alexia's desk, since she was going to need the notes on the olympics anyways, whether she needed anymore or not. He took the book about smiling however and decided to read it 'for fun'.
[Misao's rather popular, especially with the ladies >:3 *waggles eyebrows* // Lol, I just promoted Apple xD ]
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 8:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 9:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 9:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 11:40 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 11:56 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 1:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 1:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 3:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 3:40 pm
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