God, Kiwi loved that dance. Oh, did she love it SO SO SO much. Being with Mike in that way, for how little time they did, was... amazing. The way they practically glided along the dance floor, staring into each other's eyes, getting so close... it felt as if they were really... one. It was a feeling she had never felt before in her entire life... and she adored it oh-so-much.
Rising out of bed, she stretched a little bit before climbing out and slipping her dress on. Noticing that Marine wasn't in the dorm room right now (or is in there and sleeping VERY heavily, either way), she smiled and headed into their bathroom to get herself groomed. As he began to tie her hair in her pigtails, get her teeth brushed, and bound out of the bathroom to start her day, the events of homecoming still (pardon the pun) danced along her cheery little mind.
... but that would all come to an end in a day the girl would not soon forget...
... when her mother banged on the door.
She blinked, thinking it was a visitor, and unlocked the door... carefully opened it... and immediately paled to a ghastly shade upon her mother's entrance with a loud boom of, "KIWI. RHEA. POMEGRANATE. YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE, YOUNG LADY."
Before Kiwi could protest, the woman attempted to drag her out of the room and out of the dorm complex... for good... but she wouldn't just give up just like that. Before she was out of the hallway her room was located in, she squealed and attempted to get someone's attention... and it failed. Then she tried her next plan, saying that she needed to be here to even get into college. Nope, didn't work. Her mother was a very strong woman, so she really felt she had no choice... but to go with her. But not without asking at least one more thing:
"... can I at least go say goodbye to everyone?"
Her mother finally relented just a little, and decided, "Fine, but I'm going to be watching you for the whole thing to make sure you don't pull any fast ones on me."
And thus, she slumped over a little and trudged over to her room, and the computer, to make just one last entry...
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((Her mother doesn't allow her to use contractions so fff. 8U; ))
i cannot really be here much more guys
eeeek i am so scared and i do not *pause because her mother demanded for her to just get it over with and stop bawling about it*
i am leaving the school
forever *though she totally intends to come back... one day... if she can sneak past her mother ((a.k.a if someone ever adopts her U:))*
and i have to say goodbye
i cannot say a whole lot
marine i am sorry i cannot be in your crew anymore
tetra i am really sorry i cannot be your best friend anymore but at least you can keep the rocket belt to remember me by
mike
i really really like you a lot even more than i can say so i am especially sorry to you
*cue more mother bitching aaaa*
now i have to go
i will miss you all and i am so so so so sorry ...
see you