Dana nodded vigorously to Seika’s words, excitement boiling and enthusiasm hiking up to a crescendo. Sure, she could do all those things. It would be fun! Seika never said if the essay had to be completely accurate, or if she couldn’t fib just a little. And the control over the intercom system…well all sorts of fun things could arise out of that one.

The little devil’s daydreams were interrupted however by the arrival of their Second Year teacher, a laid back lady named Yoshida. As always, Dana waved happily at the redhead with a big grin. Yes, this year was turning out to be all sorts of interesting. And so the class came and went by rather smoothly. Dana spent her time smooth talking her way into the privacy of other girls, spinning little fibs that left most of them in awe at how intricate she was.

Really, it ranged to just anything that made her sound cooler. Given her monstrous energy, it was easy to play that role. At last, lunch had arrived and the students all filtered out to chat with friends. Dana was always one to move around, never staying in one place. She could admit, there were some people who saw annoyance in her actions and behavior. Some who got annoyed easily and some who bore witness to her more…costly pranks.

But it didn’t matter to the small girl and she bounced her way over to the cafeteria entrance. It was there where she decided to hang back and wait around for Kirika, or as she already thought her as, her minion and underling. A brown lunch bag was gripped in her right hand and she passed the time by delivering shark-toothed grins to those more bashful to such actions.