Snippet #2469597

Kutaki ran around, grabbing books from where they were randomly strewn and shoving them into her backpack, an apple clenched in her mouth. She was half-dressed, much to her mother's dismay; she still wore her pajama bottoms and slippers and her hair was more floppy and hanging in her eyes rather than it's usual stylized spiky shape.

"Weren't you supposed to have all this ready last night?!" her mom called after her as she ran passed her in one of the halls.

"Yeah I know! I'm going to miss the bus otherwise!" Kutaki answered looking over her shoulder and nearly running into one of the customers, nearly. Thankfully most people who were staying there knew that Kutaki and her mother lived there as well and instead of getting angry, he just called to her.

"Have a good day at school!"

"Thanks Mr. Suo!" Kutaki yelled. Kutaki quickly ran into a small back room area; there was a tv by the corner and a small table on the other side and two doors leading into Mrs. Shinu's and Kutaki's rooms. The young teenage girl finished getting read, taking another bite of apples before running out of the small inn while still pulling on her shoes. The bus, she could see, was just pulling around the corner, which gave Kutaki plenty of time to make it to the bus stop.

The bus pulled in just as she was slipping on her last shoe and breathing frantically with her half eaten apple still securely in her mouth. The bus driver smiled at Kutaki, "Cutting it kind of close again are we?"

Kutaki took a bite, regaining her composure and pulling her best 'too cool for you' expression, "Like I would do it any other way." The bus driver laughed and closed the door behind Kutaki. She took her usual seat near the front of the bus and quickly put her head phones on. She didn't pay much attention as the other students started climbing onto the bus. The music she was listening to was pounding a heavy beat, knocking out every other sound that might have come to her ears. Kutaki slumped in her seat, looking out the window, as she drummed along on her back-pack. School wasn't exactly her favorite thing to do, but she promised her mother she would at least graduate high school before starting her drumming career. So that's what she was doing; graduating high school.

The bus came to the school and Kutaki quickly jumped off moving with the beat of her music to the locker room where she switched out her shoes and then proceeded to head to her homeroom class. She didn't see any of her friends in the room so she just went to one of the window seats and plopped down, starting to drum on her desk.