Warmth, Bright Lights, Fancy.
Those were the words that described the place she was in.
She was in a fancy theatre with thousands of seats and a remarkable stage with colors of dark gold, red velvet, and beautiful yellows and browns. She had been in this theatre before, as it brought up some good-and yet painful-memories. On the edge of stage sat a girl with red hair in twintails in a pristine white spaghetti strap dress with a ruffle at the end. Her eyes were closed and her hands were in her lap, as if she had fallen asleep waiting for someone. Then came footsteps, slow footsteps as someone entered the theatre. The person was a man, somewhat tall and in his 30's, very handsome and was wearing a greyish-black suit with a black tie. His hands were in his pockets as he looked at the girl, a gentle smile on his face. And in a gentle way, he said in a soft yet loud enough to be heard voice:
"Ayano, it's time to go home sweetie."
As if on cue, the red head opened her eyes and looked with her violet hues at the person who spoke, seeing something she hasn't seen before in a long time: a familiar face. A face that had been wiped away from life a long time ago, and left scars on the girls heart for the longest time. A face that made the girl happy every time she saw it when she was younger. A face that, now, made her eyes become glassy and tears well up at the sight.
"D..Dad?" The girl said, her voice breaking as a single tear fell from her eye, down her pale white cheek, and onto the top of her right hand as it balled into a fist.
"Yes Pumpkin. It is me." The man replied, pulling his left hand out of his pocket and extending his left arm, his left hand open as he waited for the girl to get that way he could take her hand. The single became a stream as more tears fell from the girls face. Her expression showed she was trying to cry, but it wasn't working. She bit her lip as she gripped onto her dress tightly, trying not to her voice break into a sob. Unfortunately, that didn't work either.
"D...Daddy!" The girl sobbed, getting off the stage and onto her feet as she ran towards her father, hugging him tightly. It had been a few years since her father's death, and while most would think isn't such a long time, to the girl it was a eternity. She gripped at his suit tightly, pulling on it a slight bit as the red head cried on his suit. The man chuckled and rested his right on top of her her, stroking her hair.
"Ayano dear?" He asked as the girl raised up her head, looking at her father with tears still streaming down her face as he grinned. His grinned widened to almost concern her as he raised up his right arm, holding it in a 90 degree angle as his hand stayed straight. At that moment she knew what he was about to do and pulled away quickly, but it was too late. His grin became menacingly as his arm went down at a blink of an eye and his hand came across the girls face. And then...
Smack!
The scene switches to a girls bedroom now, one that was medium sized and the walls were a pastel violet color. Within the room there were several things, such as white dressers, a black desk with gold heart knobs, a mirror on the back of the girls bathroom door that was painted hot pink and was decorated with stickers of 'Kawaii' foods and anime characters, a large white bookcase with two black shelves on either side-all of which were holding either Manga, Video games, Handheld consoles, game controllers, or Anime figurines. Above the girls desk was her Tv on the wall, and in between the bathroom door and her desk was her closet. Her bed was on a wall between two windows, both had pastel colored curtains and had fairy lights above them. On the right side of the bed is a pink bean bag chair and on the left is a velvet red bedside table with a shelf underneath with a laptop on it. On top was a dark Violet alarm clock that isn't set, a Violet Playstation Portable, a anime figurine, and her phone. On the bed there were many stuffed animals, some fell to the floor, others were sprawled all over the bed. On the bed as well was the girl with her hair down wearing a black short sleeve shirt and a pair of cheetah print shorts that were violet. On top of her was a small boy with messy black hair and blue eyes who was wearing a yellow hooded sweatshirt and blue pants. It seems he was responsible for slapping the girl, in order for her to wake up.
"Ai-Chan wake up! Wake up!" He shouted, shaking her a bit as the red head groaned, her left hand coming up to her left cheek and rubbing it.
"Today you have to go to the ceremony thingy remember? Get up!" He shouted, bouncing on top of her as the girl groaned loudly sat up, propping herself up with her elbows.
"Shin-Chan I heard you before! What are you doing in my room?!" She growled, showing she was rather grumpy.
"Mommy wanted me to wake you up. She said you have your welcome thingy today." He said, shimmying off her bed as the girl sighed.
Right..it's today... She thought, looking down at her legs which were covered by a Rilakkuma Blanket. She had forgotten last night that she asked her mother to send Shin-Chan to wake her up if she wasn't up early, as most of it went down the drain when playing Mario Party and watching Sakurasou no pet no Kanojo on her phone. She rubbed her eyes as the blanket was slowly pulled off the bed by her younger brother.
"Alright I get it I'm getting up.." She chuckled, stretching as the boy smiled and left the room, shouting
"MOM I GOT HER UP AT LONG LAST!". The girl smiled and got up from her bed, going over and looking at herself in her long mirror on the back of her bathroom door. As usual, her red hair was messy and it looked like as it the girl had a massive hangover. Thankfully that wasn't the case. She entered the bathroom and took off her clothes, getting into the shower. Once she was done she dried her hair with a pastel Violet with red hearts towel and dried and covered her body with a light pink towel. She exited her bathroom and grabbed two elastics, intending to pull her hair into her two signature twin tails. This was the usual routine for Ayano Haru. She would have an odd dream, needed to be woken by either her younger brother Shintaro-appropriately nicknamed Shin-Chan-or Mother, go to the bathroom, leave the bathroom, and put her damp hair into twintails. But since it was a new school, and located on the outskirts of New Tokyo, perhaps a new hair style would be in order?
"Hey mom?!" Ayano yelled from her room, putting the elastics down and opening the door to her closet, grabbing out the blazer her mother got her a few weeks ago after getting the acceptance letter to Bloomfield.
"Yes Honey?" Ayano's mother yelled back, getting ready to drive her decided to take a nap daughter to her welcoming ceremony. Ayano looked at the blazer and whined, thowing the blazer onto the bed and flailed are arms. Man did she hate Blazers. She hated them with a living passion. And yet, they were required, so it's not like she had a choice in the matter.
"Honey, what is it?" Ayano's mother yelled again, not hearing Ayano voice the second time.
"Twintails or Ponytail?" Ayano shouted, grabbing the black blouse and white skirt from one of the white dressers and pulled out a pastel Violet with pink bow and pink strap bag at the bottom of the second dresser and unzipped it, pulling out a pair of Black Stockings with White Bows on them.
"Your not going with your Twintails today?" Her mother asked from downstairs, Pulling her hair up in a ponytail. Ayano threw on the blouse and the skirt with Ruffles underneath. She pulled on the Stockings to where they were slightly above her knees. The last thing she turned her attention to was the blazer...the stupid blazer. Ayano shuddered and sighed, sadly she had to put it. Because if she didn't her mother would make her since she spent so much on it.
"I don't know! Hang on.." Ayano shouted back, grabbing the two elastics and heading downstairs.
"Well what are you.." Her mother was about to say, but was halted when seeing her daughter enter the kitchen.
"Oh honey.." Her mother said softly, seeing how beautiful and grown up her daughter looked.
"Wow Ai-Chan, you look good!" Shintaro commented, looking at his sister before going back to eating his crackers Ayano's mother gave him.
"You..think so?" Ayano asked, blushing a bit.
"Of course. Your always beautiful." Her mother said, kissing Ayano on the forehead. Ayano smiled and looked at her younger brother, then her mother. A lot of things we're running through Ayano's head at this point, like how this might be her last time she would be in a hurry with her around. Usually anytime Ayano would be in to much of a rush in order to sit down and eat or do anything with her with her family. She would usually grab something quick and head out on her way with the thing in her mouth, like a stereotypic anime girl having toast in her mouth while being late to school. But today was different. Today she would be attending a welcoming ceremony and a banquet later on in the evening, then return home to start packing. Her thoughts were soon halted when Shintaro nudged her arm and said something she wasn't able to hear.
"What is it Shin-Chan?" Ayano asked, looking at her younger brother while he was finishing.
"I was telling mommy this is the last time you would be with us." Shintaro as Ayano's finished up some dishes and put them away, then turned her attention to her two children.
"Now Shintaro I never said this was Aya-Chan's last breakfast with us. There's still tomorrow and then..." Her mother said, although her words drifted off and she bit her lip.
Ayano could tell this was hard on her mother. Almost everyone in the Haru family went to a boarding school in high school at some point. Her mother went to one boarding school for the Fine Arts, her dad went to a boarding school to study technology, her brother was in another city studying in a prestigious boarding school, and both her sisters were studying abroad in England and America. And now, she was heading off to a all girls boarding school to finish up her second and third year of high school. Getting she hugged her mother and looked at her with reassuring eyes.
"I know your upset. To be honest I'm upset I'm leaving my home for the first time. But don't worry, it's going to be okay. It's only an hour away, so it's not like I'm very far away. It's gonna be okay." Ayano reassured her mother with a smile. Her mother smiled and returned the hug, stroking her daughter's soft red hair.
"I know. Everything will be alright." Her mother sighed, pulling her daughter away.
"Now if you have anything else before we leave go get it." Her mother told her and Ayano nodded, grabbing a cracker from her brother she had and ran back upstairs. There was one last thing she wanted to do before heading out. She grabbed her phone, Playstation Portable, and a few hostess sweets she secretly hid in her bottom desk drawer and placed them in her Chiaki cat backpack she made after playing Super Dangan Ronpa 2. She took off the two elastics and replaced them with a pair of black and white flower hair elastics. She tied her hair into a Ponytail and picked up her bag, slinging it over her shoulder. She went back downstairs as her mother shouted for her to put her plate and silverware in the sink-which Ayano did. She grabbed a Soda from the fridge and put of her black flats, then ran out of the house to join her sibling and mother in the car.
~Arrival~
Like Ayano said, it was an Hour away, and she only had a few minutes before the opening ceremony would begin. Ayano looked down at the time on her phone as she only has five minutes left. She looked up and looked out through her window to see a familiar school building come into view, also known as...
"Bloomfield High..." Ayano said breathlessly, looking at how beautiful the school building was.
"So cool!" Shintaro gushed with awe as Ayano's mother pulled up next to a sidewalk close to the school.
"Ne Ne Mommy? Can we go in with Ai-Chan?" Shintaro asked, pulling on her sleeve.
"No Shin-Chan we can't." Ayano's mother said to him, then turned to Ayano who was out of the car, backpack and all.
"You sure you know where you're going?" She asked as Ayano nodded.
"Yes, I do. See you later!" Ayano said, giving her mother a awkward hug through the window and then took off towards the school, passing the gates to where her mother and brother couldn't see her anymore. Once she made it inside she stopped in her tracks and noticed how huge and beautiful the school is.
"Holy...wow.." Ayano breathlessly commented, spinning in a small circle when looking around. She then remembered the entrance ceremony and started running again.
She finally made it. She made it to the welcoming ceremony with two minutes to spare before it would begin. She stopped and took a few deep breaths, relishing in each breath she took. She stood up straight and grabbed the soda from her bag, taking a good swig of it and then placed it back into her bag.
I made it...now let's hope I don't do that here...ever. She thought, smiling and looking ahead, standing by herself and waited for the ceremony to begin.
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♥︎Location
♥︎:. Bloomfield High Welcoming Ceremony
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♥︎Mood
♥︎:. Tired | Nervous
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♥︎Interaction(s)
♥︎:. None
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♥︎Tagged
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