Mira immediately felt nervous when the black-haired girl pointed at her. [i] Uh oh...[/i] She saw them both getting up from their seat, and caught the mischievous twinkle in Kira's eye. She wasn't sure whether to be happy, or frightened that Haruka was coming over to them with her presumed to be girlfriend. So, she donned a welcoming smile and got up from her seat on the grass, Tohru following suit. Even if that was her girlfriend, she still felt special that Haruka would want to introduce them to her. Maybe she would get the chance to see what kind of girl she fancied. What she thought was supposed to be a normal, friendly introduction left her completely red in the face and at a total loss of words. Denying that she was checking Haruka out was out of question, Kira saw her watching them before they even sat down. She could seriously puke from how sick it made her feel being 'outted', but instead, she put on a sad, tight lipped version of her previous smile. Who knew Haruka liked such...[s]bitchy[/s]mean girls. Maybe she could relish in the fact later that Kira was just her "ex" girl-friend, but judging by the way they were acting earlier there had to be more to the story. When Haruka apologized, she gave a tight-lipped smile and played with her hair over her shoulder, choosing to look elsewhere. Thank God for Tohru... Though she wasn't making it any better with her antagonistic remarks, she broke the awkward silence and kept her from having to say anything else to the third year student. Her attention was brought back to Tohru and Haruka when her room mate yelled "Yo Gaijin!" [i]Gaijin?[/i] She looked over to see Haru, the new foreign student, covered in juice. Her eyes widened, "Ehhh? What happened to her?" she said to no one in particular. That was when she saw "those" girls walking away. The same girls that tried to bully her last year, but thanks to Haruka she had never had any juice or anything dumped all over her. That was what initially attracted her to Haruka in the first place. "Are you okay?" Mira dug into her briefcase, pulling out a pink handkerchief and offering it to Haru, who literally towered over her. Perfect timing to forget about how she had just been humiliated in the same breath.