Daxarian >> #4333
Posted on 2011-11-02 03:26:27 Score: 1 (vote Up/Down)   (Report as spam)
felt like writing a backstory
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Steps, steps, and endless steps. How tall was this hill, anyway?

Miki turned around to shout at the girl behind her.

"Hey, Cosette, hurry up, you slowpoke!"

"I wanna look at the cherry blossoms. I've never seen anything like them before. What are they called again, sakurai or something like that?"

"Sakura, and that's right, I forgot you guys never had anything like that over in America. Well, you can gawk at them all you want after we're not about to be late for school, okay?"

"Not as pretty with a window in between. Plus who's gonna care if we're a little late, it's only the first day! Live a little, would you!"

"You know what'll be pretty, the look on your face when you start the year off with a detention! Teacher won't care if you're new, "

The brunette stuck out her tongue with an impish grin in response, but quickened her pace all the same.

As Miki pulled out her breakfast --some toast with jam-- and happily munched away, Cosette looked away from the trees and took the opportunity to get her first good look at her traveling companion.

She couldn't help but smile as she watched Miki's energetic movements, as if they were enough to fill the air around them with a warm aura of happiness.

Miki turned around, toast in mouth, and playfully shouted again for Cosette to hurry up. She ran forward with pure, innocent spirit, the very essence of youth.

Cosette kept on smiling. It was going to be a good year.

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