Misaki nodded in agreement when Ikari said they were friends. She giggled, glad that she did make one on her first day of school. She said her thanks and waved at him as she made her way home. "I'm home!" She said when she entered her house, removing her shoes at the entryway. But no one replied since she lived alone, the girl was used to announcing her arrival home, and have not gotten used to having her house empty. Her parents were just a few cities away, and she could call them anytime, but it did feel a little lonely for the high schooler. She sat her back down and readied the bath, leaving the tap on to fill the tub with hot water. Meanwhile, she went to the kitchen to grab a box of biscuits that were coated with chocolate, and poured herself a glass of soda. She brought her snacks to the bathroom, and dipped herself into the tub when she undressed. Misaki gulped down a large mouthful of the carbonated drink, and exclaimed like an old man having his first beer after a long day at work. She started to wind down and relax in the tub, it had been a long day, but she couldn't wait for tomorrow to come. [hr] A constant beeping roused Misaki from her sleep, a hand shooting out of her futon to search for her alarm clock on the floor. Finally turning the incessant sound off. She groaned, slowly supporting herself with an elbow as her other hand rubbed the drowsiness from her eyes. Soon, she looked at the time blinking on the digital clock, and all sleepiness went away. She was about to be late! She jumped out of bed, throwing her blanket aside and rushed to the sink to get ready. Changing in a lightning fast speed, she grabbed her bag and clumsily put on her shoes on the way out, shouting a "I'm heading off!" As she locked the door to her flat. Her bed hair flew as she started running to school. Thanking god that she was just a few minutes away. She saw the gates of her school closing, and quickened her pace. "Waaaaiiiitttt!" She prolonged the word, an arm stretching so she would hold the gates back from closing. Misaki barely managed to squeeze through the gap, her hands on her knees as she caught her breath, relief that she wasn't late. [b]"You almost didn't make it on time."[/b] A feminine voice said. Misaki looked up, still panting, and a white haired girl had her arms crossed across her chest as she looked down on her. Ikari's warning from yesterday rang in her head; [i][color=00aeef]"She has weird white hair, and a red armband."[/color][/i] Her eyes checked the white-haired girl's sleeves and found the red band stuck on with a safety pin. "A-ah..." What was she supposed to do now? She ran into the president the next day that Ikari warned her not to get into her bad books! "I'm sorry! It won't happen again, I promise!" She pleaded with her eyes, a hand running through her hair only for it to get stuck on a knot- this was what happened when she didn't comb her hair in the morning. She probably looked like a mess but at least she won't get punished for being late. Right? The president hmphed in response, [b]"This is your only warning. You'll be in detention if you are even this close to being late again. Be in class before the warning bell rings."[/b] She dismissed, flipping her hair as she turned her back from Misaki and headed inside the school building. Misaki was pretty stunned, whether by her strictness or her beauty she didn't know. But heeded her advice as she started brisk walking her way to her own classroom. [hr] The final bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. Misaki stretched her arms from her seat and waved goodbye as her fellow classmates bid their farewell, some going home while some had clubs to attend. While the newly transferred student was busy with cleaning the school grounds. She decided to start by the school entrance, if Ikari was picking her up, he would be there soon. And maybe she could leave after cleaning that area for the day. She grabbed a broom and empty bin bag, skipping down the stairs. She seemed to be in a pretty good mood for a student that was punished to clean the school for two weeks. However, she was looking forward to the sweets later that afternoon.