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Post by Kagamine Rose on Aug 10, 2011 19:04:47 GMT -5
Ryu sighed and sat down in her seat. Hmm Well she would show Hiyama. She would speak in English and Japanese all day. Even if she probably would forget. Next period was music correct. Ok then. Sighing she young ebony-haired girl looked out the window and sighed. She was worried she might not pass this grade.
But she was going to pass. She was smart. She just slacked off. But she would get bettter no matter what. Well whatever. Soon she would show her abilities. One By One. But she wondered who was the P.E teacher. Of course girls had PE right. Yeah they did. Well that's what Ryu thought. But she auctually didn't know.
Neru on the other hand was still on her phone texting. The blondeshould really get off the phone and start being a better student. I wonder how she passed 9th grade anyway. Hmm she must have some ounce of intelligence in her brain. Or the school pitied her. Or something. But whatever that doesn't matter now.
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Post by lyme on Aug 11, 2011 5:25:48 GMT -5
It was a wonder how Yuki managed to make it through the entrance exams. She was pretty much an straight D student. But that didn't stop Yuki. She was known to be stupid, so a zero was encouraging to her.
I remembered to put my name on the quiz this time! She thought with triumph. Yuki was proud that there was a slight improvements showing. Next thing you know, Yuki would be remembering to bring her homework! This year was looking good.
As a reward, the black-piggy tailed girl reached in her pocket and pulled out an apple flavored gummy. She tore open the wrapper and shoved the sweet in her mouth. Hopefully Kiyoteru wouldn't notice.
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Post by Chloe on Aug 12, 2011 22:52:00 GMT -5
Zatsune listened to the sensei talking. Well she wasn't actually listening, she was pretending to listen. She wondered when lunch was. She was so hungry she could eat that one blonde dude with the ponytail. Her stomach grumbled, she wanted to eat her bento. Maybe buy a dessert, she likes haupia pie. The bell rang, and everyone seemed to be ready to go. Zatsune strutted sassyly to Hiyama-sensei and slammed her fists on the desk. "What did I get Hiyama-sensei...." she asked. She heard his response and walked out of the room to get water. She put some yen into the vending machine and grabbed the liquid. The taste soothed her tongue and throat. Zatsune gulped it down quickly and went to the classroom. A woman with long pink hair came into the room. Zatsune sat down, she knew she wouldn't ace this class either.
Akaito heard the bell. He grabbed his stuff and rushed to the music room. He saw the Len kid on his way. Akaito followed him to the music room. Or should he say, stalked him.
Luka entered the room. She loved this class, it wasn't a bunch of tone deaf idiots like her last class. They were professionals, she absolutely loved Len and Miku's voices. They are perfect at singing. Luka put her stuff down and noticed a new student. The new girl looked like Miku, but with black hair. Luka smiled at the new kid and returned to shuffling her papers. "Hello class... Today is freestyle day. You guys get to come up to the piano and sing whatever you want!" the teacher said. She sat down in her desk. "Now, who would like to go first?" she asked.
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Post by ★D3su-Face★ on Aug 13, 2011 3:14:14 GMT -5
Len tackled everything down in Hiyama-sensei's class. He didn't want class to end! Although the next class was music. He loved music too! Although singing with everybody else made him a bit nervous. He out of everybody shouldn't be, but with all of those other people, it made him feel a bit odd.
As Hiyama-sensei's ended, he stood and picked up his books and papers, and headed on over to the 'music room.' He looked around for those 'bullies' again, but they seemed to be gone. Ah, and it seemed like Akaito was near-by as well. He gave a small wave, and then went back to entering that new class. The music room.
He sat down, looking up at the teacher. Luka. He felt so much more at ease having her teach this class, too. Hiyama-sensei gave him a similar feeling. Len wondered what they were going to do today. Then Luka had said it. Oooh, Freestyle? He wanted to do it but at the same time he really didn't. "C-can I play the piano, if anybody wants to sing?" He asked with a small smile. He was pretty good at playing the piano However he was more used to the smaller portable ones.
"Well, if there's sheet music to it! I can play it."
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Post by lyme on Aug 14, 2011 4:50:41 GMT -5
Yuki walked into the music room and immediately fell asleep. There wasn't much to say.
In her dream, she was running in a beautiful field of flowers. She was some huge busty lady with voluptuous curves. Next to her, Hiyama was running as well. The two were holding hands and doing some very random romantic stuff. Most of the dream didn't even make sense. There were random skips and inconsistencies. Yuki didn't notice, though, because it was a dream and she was a dumbfu** anyways.
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Post by Kagamine Rose on Aug 14, 2011 11:00:50 GMT -5
Ryu sighed and walked into Music class with Neru or whatever. They sat down. Ryu could and would sing if it was a sad or happy song. So she raised her hand. "I want to sing!,"she said. Not man people in the school knew she could sing. But she was going to show this one class her talent. Smiling she waited for Luka to tell her what song she could sing.
She loved to sing and she would sing at any cost. Or well whatever. Neru raised her hand aswell. What would she sing? Probably 'Stop Naggin Me' or something.
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Post by dzetsu on Aug 14, 2011 20:10:22 GMT -5
Hiyama told Zatsune her grade, which was not bad at all, a 69 (lol). She stalked off and Hiyama had an open period to correct tests and write his next class plan. Deciding to eat an early lunch, Hiyama headed back to the teachers' shared office.
The P.E. teacher was still pissed about the curry incident and had piled the smelly bento boxes on Hiyama's own desk. Hiyama grabbed the top box and pulled it open. This person hadn't put any rice with their burnt curry. He slipped it on a random desk.
The English teacher methodically opened bento boxes, and if they weren't any good, he placed them on another teacher's desk. The best one was kept on his desk, and he replaced that one box with the next in line winner.
Eventually, every teacher had a lunch box on their desk, and Hiyama was munching at a particularly talented students' gift. The name written on it was "Moriyama Chihiro." Hiyama decided to keep note of this student and from then on, eat her cooking and not the burnt crap of anyone else.
Why did Hiyama have to have fans who couldn't cook?
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Post by Chloe on Aug 14, 2011 20:49:00 GMT -5
Luka searched the room. She wanted to make Zatsune sing but she would when she was ready. But then she noticed a sleeper. "Yuki?!?!" Luka said. She clapped by Yuki's ears. "How about you sing? If it is not pitch perfect then you will flunk." Luka said. Why did kids sleep in music? Music should keep everyone alive. "Ryu, Neru... Maybe y'all can sing after Yuki." Luka replied. She sat down and looked through her sheet music. "Here Len, play Ura-omote lovers on the piano..." Luka replied to Len. Zatsune sat there quietly. She kind of wanted to sing, it looked fun. Especially with the cute blonde head dude playing the piano. Zasune snapped out of that thought. Maybe play the piano herself. Oh wait, she sucked at all instruments. She sat back and waited for the performance.
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Post by lyme on Aug 14, 2011 20:54:56 GMT -5
Yuki woke up with a jolt. Wait, she was supposed to sing? Fu**. Yuki stumbled to the front of the class in her half asleep stupor and crashed into the piano by the side of the room. She knocked over a keyboard and toppled a guitar.
"Uh, uh, what should I sing?" Yuki almost tripped over a wire.
(short.)
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Post by ★D3su-Face★ on Aug 14, 2011 20:57:32 GMT -5
Len nodded, "Yes ma'am!" He took the sheet music from Luka and scurried over to the piano, where he sat down and adjusted the papers in front of him carefully. He looked through the papers, studying them carefully. Ah, this song was a bit difficult, but no matter! He could do it. He just had to concentrate.
He looked over to Yuki, wondering if she was actually going to sing or not. While he waited for her, he practiced the keys, without touching them. Just lightly tapping them so that they would not make any noise. He had to get the feel of the song first, so that way he wouldn't mess up. However, he already had a feeling he would.
"We're going to do," Len squinted at the paper, "Ura-omote lovers." [Dunno, short post.]
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Post by lyme on Aug 14, 2011 22:21:24 GMT -5
Yuki slowly turned to stare at Len as if he had just stated that he wasn't wearing underwear.
"WHAT? I mean, uh, okay."
THIS WAS NOT GOOD. NOT GOOD. SHIT. SHIT SHIT. The teacher was sure good at punishing someone. Yuki tried not to let anxiety show on her face.
She coughed and waited for Len to start. His playing..was amazing. Yuki froze in her spot. Fuck. She'd ruin the piano playing with her ugly voice for sure.
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Post by Chloe on Aug 14, 2011 23:32:33 GMT -5
Luka waited for the girl to sing. She didn't want to waste time, others wanted to sing. Also if she did really good with all her classes then she would get a raise. She could always use the extra money. She continued waiting for Yuki. "Are you going to sing Yuki? If you don't get the pitch right you will flunk music."
Akaito watched Yuki, she looked in pain through his eyes. Akaito felt sorry for the girl, he looked at her with hopeful eyes.
Zatsune sneered at the red-head. Who needed encouragement? She didn't care if she flunked or failed. She knew she could get a job at a grocery store. Who cared if they did well in life, Zatsune just wanted to live. Zatsune stared at the girl. Zatsune smirked when Yuki froze up. Oh this is so much fun, Zatsune thought.
(note: i will check grammar in the morning...)
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Post by ★D3su-Face★ on Aug 14, 2011 23:47:18 GMT -5
"Uh, okay, Yuki, I'm going to start playing now~" Len said, then took a deep breath. Okay, Ura Omote Lovers. He's got this thing in the bag. Carefully, he started to play, pressing down on the keys, trying to match the rapid song's tempo. Ah crap! He missed a note. It wasn't that obvious was it? To be honest, he was a bit nervous and all. So far so good, though. Set aside the one missed note.
As he was playing, he quickly looked up, catching a glimpse of Yuki. Was she going to be able to sing it? Or would she flunk it? He at least hoped the girl could try. She had a wonderful voice. He didn't mind it too much at all.
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Post by lyme on Aug 14, 2011 23:58:04 GMT -5
"Zu...ko...u!!" Yuki couldn't help it. She had heard a person on the internet play first letter last letter (more of symbol, since it's Japanese) and wanted to do the same.
"Umi! Michi! Chika! Kasa! Saru! Ruka! Kaji! Jinsei!" It was almost beginning to get fun before Yuki remembered that she was standing in front of judging eyes. Oops. The beginning must have sounded stu- NO TIME, SING!
Yuki busted out the first note too strongly. Ouch. At least the pitch was oka- FUCK, THIS SONG WAS FAST. Yuki began to trip over one or two words before correcting her rhythm and continuing on. Once the the chorus began to approach, Yuki calmed down and continued to sing. Singing was her element. She WAS a Vocaloid. And not a fanmade. A true blue Vocaloid.
Confidence began to seep out into Yuki's mind before being brutally crushed by the next few verses. Once more, a few mistakes were shoved here and there in the words. At least her voice sounded okay..hopefully. It was impossible to tell when one was the singer and not the listener. It SEEMED okay...
The next chorus came up and Yuki calmed once more. By the end of the song, she was smiling- FUCK, VOICE CRACK. Yuki was back in sweat-and-fret-frown mode.
And meanwhile, Len was playing his awesome piano. How could he even be so good? It was impossible, impossible! His skill was comparable to Marasy, the famous internet pianist!
By the end of the painful song, Yuki was gasping for air. Her face was red and sweat poured down her forehead. Cleaning up after class personally would have been a better punishment than singing a full speed song in front of her friends.
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Post by dzetsu on Aug 15, 2011 14:13:26 GMT -5
Hiyama scarfed his curry down and began working on some paperwork of who cares what. It was boring and time-consuming. Fourth period continued to drag on, and every person in the building was anticipating lunch time.
Lunch time; the period of relaxation and mastication. The period of relief as students pull out their bento and chat with their fellow classmates as they dine with their desks pushed together.
Rushing to the cafeteria in hopes of buying the lunch special or some other snacks before it ran out. Squeezing through students to reach for the last melon bread. Buying cold cans of milk tea from the vending machines, or boxes of tomato milk. Receiving lunch boxes packed with care from your girlfriend...
Hiyama sighed and laid his head on the desk. When would the bell ring?
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