Post by Zaiachi Kiomi on Nov 14, 2010 10:55:12 GMT -8
One bottle…
Two bottles…
One bottle’o Vodka inside of the bag, two bottles now coz of the beer! I've got no lunch but gots some booze that’s two bottles of alcohol nicely stored in my back pack.
Okay, so it doesn’t sound exactly like how the song was supposed to be sung, but it didn’t hurt to try replacing the lyrics. But yes, she happened to have forgotten that wonderfully packed bento box courtesy of Mimiru when she left for school this morning. Really when you stare out of the 33rd floor of a giant sky scraper, you CAN forget anything…in Kiomi’s case, her lunch. But that case of ignorance and obliviousness didn’t seem to hinder her stashing some alcohol inside her back pack before she left. Yes yes it was against the rules to bring these kinds of beverages inside the school grounds, but when it was stored in cute little decorative bottles that looked like advertising material when she held it, well…she could get away with a lot of things pretty much. If there was one thing, ONE THING, that she was thankful for when it came to things being inherited from her mother, it was the actor’s/model’s appeal. Such a handy thing really, but was unfortunate to have landed in the mitts of a brash young lady. But yes, this brash young lady had good marks to boast which she doesn’t. Grades were superficial things that helped her earn her allowance, helped her move up to the next grade and well, sit inside the class that she wanted. Right now was such a time.
The time now, which she wasn’t sure off(because she was too lazy to grab her mobile phone or look at the wall clock inside the lab), was surely at least thirty minutes away from the end of lunch break. And instead of buying some food like the good girl that she was supposed to be, she was here instead and was indulging on a bottle of bubblegum flavored Ramune. In truth, the bottle was only the sign that it was Ramune. The contents though told a different story. Sweet yet slightly bitter vodka of blueberry flavor occupied the container. Ah, how she loved liquids. It was so easy to manipulate, especially in circumstances like this. It was a good thing that she wasn’t easily rendered tipsy or else it would be the end of her, plus detention if they caught her drinking in school premises. But well, drinking really wasn’t her agenda inside the science lab. It just so happened that her favorite subject was up. Technically, her favorite was English or anything related to that. So correction, it was her second favorite, it was science.
Biology to be exact.
This was one of those classes that Kiomi would not dare miss. Here she was even, thirty minutes early and drinking without a care. Let’s face it; this was not a normal thing for her. Not normal at all. But this place had a nice look to it. It was much more spacious than the other rooms, there were scalpels around but she was sure that dissection was not in their curriculum just yet. Sad, very sad since Kiomi liked to open things up—intentional or not…The ventilation system was also nice, there were exhausts on both side of the rooms and a sprinkler system if something dangerous was to happen(mentality screaming: FIIIIRE!), which she hoped would not. Of course the unofficial starlet wondered why no one used it as a smoking area. The sprinklers wouldn’t go off if they didn’t smoke near it, plus the window was pretty big, that should be the perfect spot for it. She liked the science lab and Biology, yes. She couldn’t emphasize it more than she could show. After all, every single time she had this class, she was early. Today being the earliest; usually she would arrive five or ten minutes early…but today she just had to be early! No, she didn’t forget her homework and no, she was not trying to look like some over enthusiastic freak of nature. But she was drinking! Then again, she could have drunk at the classroom that always seemed to be abandoned for some weird reason…but nah, the girl just risked it a little. Live life a little. That’s what school was teaching after all, how to live life. And to the fullest, no doubt.
Although, there were some who suspected her strange enthusiasm(which really was strange because she was always early and was never absent) to be caused by something else; those who knew her often said that it was because she had weird tastes.
Two bottles…
One bottle’o Vodka inside of the bag, two bottles now coz of the beer! I've got no lunch but gots some booze that’s two bottles of alcohol nicely stored in my back pack.
Okay, so it doesn’t sound exactly like how the song was supposed to be sung, but it didn’t hurt to try replacing the lyrics. But yes, she happened to have forgotten that wonderfully packed bento box courtesy of Mimiru when she left for school this morning. Really when you stare out of the 33rd floor of a giant sky scraper, you CAN forget anything…in Kiomi’s case, her lunch. But that case of ignorance and obliviousness didn’t seem to hinder her stashing some alcohol inside her back pack before she left. Yes yes it was against the rules to bring these kinds of beverages inside the school grounds, but when it was stored in cute little decorative bottles that looked like advertising material when she held it, well…she could get away with a lot of things pretty much. If there was one thing, ONE THING, that she was thankful for when it came to things being inherited from her mother, it was the actor’s/model’s appeal. Such a handy thing really, but was unfortunate to have landed in the mitts of a brash young lady. But yes, this brash young lady had good marks to boast which she doesn’t. Grades were superficial things that helped her earn her allowance, helped her move up to the next grade and well, sit inside the class that she wanted. Right now was such a time.
The time now, which she wasn’t sure off(because she was too lazy to grab her mobile phone or look at the wall clock inside the lab), was surely at least thirty minutes away from the end of lunch break. And instead of buying some food like the good girl that she was supposed to be, she was here instead and was indulging on a bottle of bubblegum flavored Ramune. In truth, the bottle was only the sign that it was Ramune. The contents though told a different story. Sweet yet slightly bitter vodka of blueberry flavor occupied the container. Ah, how she loved liquids. It was so easy to manipulate, especially in circumstances like this. It was a good thing that she wasn’t easily rendered tipsy or else it would be the end of her, plus detention if they caught her drinking in school premises. But well, drinking really wasn’t her agenda inside the science lab. It just so happened that her favorite subject was up. Technically, her favorite was English or anything related to that. So correction, it was her second favorite, it was science.
Biology to be exact.
This was one of those classes that Kiomi would not dare miss. Here she was even, thirty minutes early and drinking without a care. Let’s face it; this was not a normal thing for her. Not normal at all. But this place had a nice look to it. It was much more spacious than the other rooms, there were scalpels around but she was sure that dissection was not in their curriculum just yet. Sad, very sad since Kiomi liked to open things up—intentional or not…The ventilation system was also nice, there were exhausts on both side of the rooms and a sprinkler system if something dangerous was to happen(mentality screaming: FIIIIRE!), which she hoped would not. Of course the unofficial starlet wondered why no one used it as a smoking area. The sprinklers wouldn’t go off if they didn’t smoke near it, plus the window was pretty big, that should be the perfect spot for it. She liked the science lab and Biology, yes. She couldn’t emphasize it more than she could show. After all, every single time she had this class, she was early. Today being the earliest; usually she would arrive five or ten minutes early…but today she just had to be early! No, she didn’t forget her homework and no, she was not trying to look like some over enthusiastic freak of nature. But she was drinking! Then again, she could have drunk at the classroom that always seemed to be abandoned for some weird reason…but nah, the girl just risked it a little. Live life a little. That’s what school was teaching after all, how to live life. And to the fullest, no doubt.
Although, there were some who suspected her strange enthusiasm(which really was strange because she was always early and was never absent) to be caused by something else; those who knew her often said that it was because she had weird tastes.
