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[color=8493ca][u][i]~Keiko Murata~[/i][/u][/color]

Honestly? She kind of expected the other kid to be too stunned by her little thump on the head to coherently respond. Instead, she was getting even more annoyed as she waited for some kind of reply. She got the sinking feeling he was probably thinking something not nice about her...which, well, in retrospect probably would be normal. However, she was a bit surprised when he took out a notebook. How did...he know? Was it that obvious? She rubbed her neck a bit, trying to make sure the scar there was covered up by her clothing.

"Well, it wouldn't be fair if I'm the only one speaking here."

He then handed it to her. Seriously?...seriously. He was handing a notebook to a girl who had obviously just intentionally tried to make the prez and disciplinary guy angry and then promptly smacked him on the head. Huh, well, whatever. She wasn't looking  gift horse in the mouth, as they said. She eagerly took the notebook, still giving him a bit of a glare and pulled out a pencil from her pocket. She quickly started writing while he continued talking, a bit uninterested in what else he had to say.

"Either way, there's time and place for you to do away with the rules, but here you're just going to embarrass yourself and gave a bad impression for the----new students."

Pfft. She rolled her eyes as she wrote. Like she cared about what the other students thought. People either like or hate someone. Simple as that. She didn't really give stuff like that much thought. She only cared about playing the drums, really. She'd like to be able to do that here again...though, she doubted they would allow actual drums here...who knows what kind of things some of these people might have...well, whatever. She was going to just have to mess with him now. She handed him back the pad with a somewhat mischievous smirk.

[color=8493ca][u]"What the heck is your deal!"[/u][/color] She had scribbled on the pad. Her handwriting wasn't exactly the best, but it was far from bad. [color=8493ca][u]"Ugh, you ruined it! Ruined! That was the perfect chance for me to mess with the Prez!"[/u][/color] Next to that, was a figure of a stick person thumping another stick person on the head with some sort of notepad looking thing. The one getting whacked was labeled 'ugly dude'.[color=8493ca][u]"Why'd you do that anyways!?...unless...Kahahaha~"[/u][/color] Why did she write that? Well, a friend of hers once said she laughed a bit like that. She didn't really get it before...but whatever. [color=8493ca][u]"You thought I was pretty and wanted to save me from getting sent to the disciplinary committee! Hahahaha, sorry you ain't got boobs. But lets say you become my henchman and I'll forgive you!~"[/u][/color]

Well, not that she was actually expecting him to do anything. She expected him to pretty much just ignore it or at least throw it away or something. If he was stupid enough to actually agree or something...she'd still have fun messing with him.

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