And that was the end of the game and thank the freakin' heavens the end of PE, though it ended quite unexpectedly for some possibly suffering from aneurisms and blunt force trauma now, but strangely enough, Tohru had to agree it wasnt all that bad. She did sorta feel bad for that red-shorts chick enduring the same mishap as her, plus it looks like she took it harder on the head than what knocked Tohru senseless. Still, the girl's head was pounding where the ball made impact with her skull. "Gonna be feelin' this sh*t all day...." The rocker groaned shaking her head with a deep sigh, one part relieved class was finally over and the other part begrudging the dull and annoying pain pulsating about her head. Himeji-sensei's shrill whistle blowing didn't help much matters either, Tohru already itching to grab the silver piece of junk and cram it down the crotchety woman's throat, but upon further scrutinizing of the quirky faculty, it surprised Tohru her assumptions about Himeji and Toshiya's...[i]acquaintance[/i] was quite the opposite.

[i]Damn! Certainly fooled me![/i] She mused slightly perplexed and mildly astonished. The other girl who got pegged didn't look like she favored getting up that much, but Tohru couldn't blame her. Still, it'd be kind of a b*tch move to leave her lying there in the dirt, so Tohru decided to stroll over to wear "Red-Shorts" was flat out at and give her a hand. "Heheh damn....definitely laid you the f*ck out, didn't they?" She snickered offering her hand to the boyish looking girl. "I'd say next time they pick something that ain't gonna end up decapitating us, or better yet let me sleep like I wanted to. You okay?" The girl seemed alright, no major damage whatsoever, just a few scuffs on the cheek from where she faceplanted into the ground. "Well at least your brains ain't leaking outta your head. I gotta bail now. Take care,alright?" Giving "Red-Shorts" a pat on the back, Tohru followed the others back to the field house, where she slipped out of that damn uniform..but back into another one, at least more comfortable and less demeaning than those f*ckin' bloomers.

Finally, it was lunchtime, and Tohru was eating....nothing. [i]And thank you Tokyo Police for not giving me any money.[/i] This sucked! She was starving to death, and today they were serving curry, her favorite, among other hot and fiery delicacies. If the damn judge and the damn police were going to insist on Tohru finishing school, couldn't they have at least paid for her meals or given her some sort of check? Nah, she was trash, a spit in the eye of model citizenship. Who would want to give a punk like her special privileges? "F*ck it..." At least she had some sort of sustenance...her cigarettes, so it was no surprise after getting dressed, she went back to her favorite place on the school grounds and laid under the same tree as before, as always another lit cigarette clenched between her lips. Maybe Mira-chan would know where she is and join her in a few, or.......nah! She wouldn't be sitting next to Haruka....would she? [i]Pft! Well, at least I get the dorms with her, so we'll have all night to chat and whatever.[/i] Tohru shrugged, exhaling a white mist towards the calming wind. [i]I'm still f*cking hungry though.....[/i] as evident by her stomach growling. [i]Ugh.....[/i]