I'm A Good-For-Nothing Type?

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After the fiasco with Jinno, the girls laid on the grass and talked about their life at school until a teacher came out and rounded them inside. They were scolded heavily for their disobedience and sent to their rooms.

Once Hoshika was finally in her room, she blew air out of her cheeks for what seemed like the umpteenth time that week. She looked through her drawers and took out her tiny mint radio, coincidentally fitting the theme of her room. She tuned it a bit until it released a sound and stayed on the first channel she found. To her joy it was Mariya Takeuchi's Stay with Me playing. Even though the song was pretty old compared to her age, she still hummed along and turned up the volume.

She took off her school clothes and put on some lounge ones and pranced about her room. Her short hair moving wildly about her body as she let the music dance through her. She barely realized the music was up so loud before she heard three consecutive loud knocks on her door.

She waited a bit to answer, thinking they would think she wasn't there, (although she was blasting her music so how could they not). The person on the other side of the door knocked again, sounding more impatient this time, making Hoshika run over to the door and slowly open it, peeking her head out.

"Yes...?" she called, trying to sound sweet.

Natsume stood on the other side, clad in a black long sleeved shirt and blue sweatpants, with his arms crossed. He looked visibly annoyed.

"Do you think people don't sleep around here?" he questioned, his eyebrow quirking up, "Your music is so loud I can barely hear myself think."

"Um... yes." she answered without thinking, making Natsume's face contort into an even more annoyed expression, "Sorry about that, I'll turn down the music."

The boy kissed his teeth, raising his chin and looking down at the smaller girl. Hoshika felt smaller than ever. Thankfully, he saved her from more words of berating and stalked off to his own room, shutting the door. The girl let out a breath and closed her door, thinking she had just dodged a bullet. Thank god... She turned off her radio and got ready for bed, sleeping like a baby until morning.

Hoshika woke up a bit later than her alarm that morning, just now passing the Notice board. She noticed that there was something new posted. Just what I expected, the girl thought, crossing her arms and blowing a piece of hair that flew into her face. The board read:

The following students have one week of demoted ranking and punishment.

Imai Hotaru -> 3 star to 1 star for one week.

Sakura Mikan-> One week of cleaning duty.

Ito Hoshika -> One week of garden cleaning.

Well, it could've been worse. We could've gotten expelled for attacking a teacher at any other school. She scratched her head, If this school was like any other school...

The small girl walked into class just before the bell, and also just in time to hear Mikan ask Hotaru a question.

"Which Alice type is Hotaru?" she questioned, her hair in her signature twin tails.

"Technology Alice." her best friend answered promptly.

Since she just came into the classroom, Hoshika was quite confused at the talk of 'Alice types'. Other students started to pipe up, saying they were this alice type and this alice type. Mikan put her hands on her cheeks, and her mouth made an 'o' shape, "What and what? I'm so confused!"

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