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Slowly making her way throgh a cloud of dust, Mika is met by a blaring assistant. Her mind is set as she channels out all other noises. She sighs knowing that there is no way brush them off. Sighing, Mika tucks her lips into her mouth. Her head hangs in a sort of hypnotic nod as she struggles to stay awake. She tugs on her skirt as she prepares to perform. Tension rises as her hearing begins to comeback. Mika is tugged at for a kiss of makeup, she coughs from the rose littered dust. Her hair is flicked back one is raptured by her curled lips.
"Alright, it's showtime!" Mika confirms herself as the clicking of her hills is played to crowd. Her stomach churns, she gulps a mouthful of air. The crowd roars, her eyes widen to the jungle they call a concert. The music begins to roll a melody, as Mika centers herself along the buffed wood. She draws a breath and lets out a soothing line,
"Daraka ga_______sasayaku yo, Kasuka na koe__de!" her voice is powerful yet soothing. Mika continues," Kirameku___ hoshi no kanata, Itsuka ki__ita yakusoku,"
She hesitates for a moment releasing a sparkling tower. Mika's voice shoots up to hit an ah.Her lips in sync with the music. Then all of a sudden she is blinded by a vision. Mika tries to keep going but her voice staggers. She is stunned as she tries to achieve a decent note. The vision comes back it is blurred but she can decipher the words 'Hello, i've been waiting for you'. Her knees buckle and she slumps to the ground. The crowd spits a remark of shock and awe.Crewmembers rush to her body, trying to get her to consciouseness.Mika arrives at the local hospital. Her breaths are short and unrythmic. She fades in and out lights.black.lights.black.lights. silence... Mika's eyes are snapped softly shut. She is serene as she finds her manager in the hallway discussing some matter with the doctor. The look of disappointment is not far behind.Mika ponders on the thought of her singing career would be over. The small framed manager enters the room," You were suffering from fatigue Mika, and the doctor wants you to take it easy for a while." Mika is almost expressionless as these words poisoned her outlook.
"I signed you up for a school near here, you'll be enrolled there as of Monday," Mika is suprised by the thought of going back to school since she has been touring since she was thirteen.
"Well if I'm going back to back to school, I would like to know which one?"she questioned. She climbed up the back railing to a stiff position.
" Your registration says Whirlwind High," the manager says blandly. Mika agrees to go but is unaware of this schools paranormal qualities.
To be continued......... 4laugh

Erecting from his dazed slumber, Noki slumps fom his satin bed. Short and untamed his hair is shot back. Noki's mouth comes to a slow growl letting out a typical gale of his breath. His hand reaches for his glasses steadily holding them by what's left of the grips. Scratching the slumped pecs on his chest his eyes roll to the mirror.
"Today is my first day as a freshmen," he mutters in a sort of slur. A sigh is released as he tries to percieve his third year as a student. He ponders sliding the friction possesed shirt onto his uniquely curved back.Noki's legs are swallowed by his sandy stained jean shorts. He straightened the wrinkles around his soft love handles.Dainty feet slide into his navy shoes, as the hairs of the carpet devour the grooves on the bottom. He stamps down the steps as as whip of fur flies past him. His cat rubs the incisions of his leg, scars,bumps ,bruises. He caresses the cat' s head and lifts his bookbag in a whirl wind. He walks out into the dark morning to walk to school.
Later after arriving to school politelly dabbed with sweat, Noki is met by security guards. "Data Prism please." a guard demands in a husky voice.
"Hero number 89909, Freshman, Ht:5'4,Wt: 240, Classification razz yrokinetic,Controlled Spontaneous Combustion, Fire Manipulator,"
Embarrasment is riddled across Noki's face as all his personal data was being spewed to every ear.
"Okay move along!" she commands him. He drags his bookbag to the cafeteria for the dreadful schedule.He is met by a cheer ful woman
"Here you go Mr. Ichiwara, enjoy your first day!" The slightly disturbing woman says to him. He studies his schedule to see if he has any classes with friends. He meets the steps stampeding over them gracefully landing at the top of the steps. He trots a little when his shoulder is met with a touch. He freezes for a moment, then he drops slowly to a split.He whips his legs to rear to meet nothing but a gale. He hops to his feet and scans the area around him. His arm swings back to strike an unknown target.
"Whoa! you shouldn't be doing that yet, fire starter." He whips his head to find his arm captured by Damon. His almost sensual voice gave Noki the recollection he needed.
"Oh! I'm so sorry I didn't intend to strike you like that!" He exclaims lowering his arm. They observe eachother questing for something different about them.
"Your beard finished growing," He said looking curiously. He waits for Damon to rebuttle his complement.
"I've got nothing!" his comeback was swift. Noki's face dropped to the floor as he looked towards him.
"Okay well nice seeing you again," he mumbles under his breath. He makes his way down the hallway. Constant turbulence pushes Noki into a sea of students. He pants as he makes it to the classroom marked 206. He is observed by a pair of eyes engulfed by a computer.
"Good morning Mr. Ichiwara, I hope you enjoyed your break. Noki detects the rawness of his morning voice. He retrieves a seat, cold hard metal cups his buttocks. He awaits a command from his teacher, as he gently taps his fingers against the desk. He realized the day would be much more challenging than he thought.
To be continued........ wink