Snippet #2762668

Classroom 21: Class 4A
Time: 8:30 am

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Day 2 of Kyera's adventure in Heresta Academy.

Mr. Fujiyama was running late, so everyone was chatting amongst themselves. Everyone save Kyera, who was staring out the window at a crow that was perched on a lamp post at the edge of the street outside the gates.

And then, the door opened. Into the room walked six people dressed in school uniforms. All of them wore a band around their left arm indicating they were from the school Disciplinary Committee, and into the room walked a seventh figure. A girl with blonde hair in numerous curls, who seemed to be leading them.

Everyone seemed to know who she was... Everyone save Kyera, who was not paying attention.

"Kyera... Where is Kyera? She asked.

Everyone turned and looked at Kyera, and the girl's eyes followed their gaze to her staring out the window not even responding to her name having been called.

"Miss Kyera?! Please stand up!" She called.

Kyera didn't pay attention.

"... *AHEM*!! Miss Kyera! Please stand up!!" She called louder.

Kyera's right eye slid to the corner of the socket.

"... How long are you going to keep me waiting, miss Kyera?" She asked.

Kyera's eye returned to the window.

"EXCUSE ME?!?" She said aloud.

She marched over to Kyera's desk and slammed her hand down onto it, causing Kyera's eye to once again slide to the corner of the socket to look at her.

"Miss Kyera! Your behavior and attire are unacceptable! Come with me this instant!" She demanded.

"... You sure are pushy."

Miss Ekiwa's face went pink as a few gasps and murmurs sounded in the room.

"Miss Kyera... I will ask you nicely only once more. Come. With. Me." She insisted.

Kyera's gaze shifted back to the window.

"No thanks." She replied flatly.

Ekiwa's face went red with anger and embarrassment, and she again slammed her hand down onto the desk. But... She did it a little too hard.

By the time Kyera looked her way again, she was hunched over in a sort of crouch blowing on her hand with a little tear in the corner of her eye. Her palm was glowing pink, and pulsing with her heartbeat.

"Seriously?" Kyera asked.

Ekiwa stood up and spun around, hands in fists, arms straight down at her sides as she trembled in rage and grit her teeth with little tears in the corners of both eyes.

"You... You..." She stammered.

One of the others came up behind her, clearing his throat.

"Ahem. Miss Ekiwa. Please, control yourself.

Ekiwa turned around with a face that screamed, "but she embarrassed me!" But after a moment she collected herself and turned back to Kyera.

"Miss Kyera, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Kama Ekiwa, and I am a member of the Disciplinary Committee. You have been requested to accompany me to the Disciplinary Committee's room to meet the President, and discuss your behavior and attire. Please come with us now, or we will be forced to report your refusal and you may be suspended or, pending a brief investigation, expelled."

Kyera blinked, and then sighed.

She stood up, standing almost eye to eye (though slightly shorter) than Ekiwa.

"Fine. Let's get this over with."

Kyera left with the Disciplinary Committee members, and came back to class about ten minutes later much to everyone's surprise. She sat back down, and resumed her day dreaming and staring out the window.

But miss Ekiwa...

She was a mess.

Ekiwa was back in the Disciplinary Committee's room crying by her locker.

"It's okay, miss Ekiwa."

"It's NOT okay!! She embarrassed me in front of her class, and she got AWAY with everything!!" She cried.

The girl patted her back and rubbed her shoulders, while everyone else seemed to agree that it was a problem that Kyera convinced the Administrator, who was the President of the Disciplinary Committee, that she was in the right and had done nothing to warrant disciplinary action. Her behavior was calm, unobtrusive, and caused no trouble. Her attire, while different, was within parameters thanks to a few sub clauses in the guidelines.

So she got away with it.

Ekiwa was not happy about this. Her eyes burned with passion, even if her body had become unusually tiny and her head abnormally large (chibified).

"Miss Kyera... I swear to you this isn't over! I will bring you to justice for your crimes!" She declared.

One of the others (also chibified in the background) spoke up.

"But she hasn't-"

"You WON'T get away with this!!" She yelled (becoming unchibified).

And with that, she swore to one day bring Kyera's rebellious ways to justice!