[color=salmon]"Oh, oh, oh OH OH OH!"[/color]

Gasping in fear, a red bolt careened towards the school's gates. Despite her cries getting some looks, there wasn't a lot of fuss, as she was slowing rapidly, stopping just a few feet away from a group of bigger seniors. The pink haired girl in her uniform earned a few mildly annoyed glaces, but she was too relieved to seem notice.

Taking a breath, she looked up at the school, before wincing, clutching at her stomach. "Ah! Cramps!" Matsuri whined/ Despite her discomfort though, she didn't shift to a bad mood: she went all out for the first day in both eating, cooking, and running there, but she probably shouldn't have tried to do all of that on the same day. But then they put the really good shows on TV before school and then they make it so you can't see the ending before you have to go to school and Matsuri didn't want to miss it this time! All in all this was a pretty good day so far.

Looking up at the school building, she couldn't help but feel it was going to get better. Stars glistened in her eyes as she bent backwards trying to see the top from so close to the bottom. So cool.

Arms at her side like a  happy plane, Matsuri buzzed her way into the auditorium, packed with chai-where was she supposed to sit no one told her. Hmm, that corner seemed to have a lot of youngin's. Matsuri was a youngin'! Now all she had to do was look like she needed help, plopping a hand on her chin, watching the other first years as if it would divine her answer, despite her acceptance letter poking out of her jacket pocket. Big brother Mitsuo was so thoughtful...shame Matsuri had yet to realize this.