Thin Threads and Tears part 2

Frustrating.
 After about a good 20 minutes in the bath room, in complete silence Kuro had let go of Vanilla, rubbing her face groggily. She felt much better, the other girl looked pleased with her success, in making Kuro feel better. The brunette threw a glance from her friend, to the mirror. and grimaced again.Seeing the scowl on her face that usually seemed so permanent.

Dull, Dark brown eyes stared at her, having gotten lighter with the lift of her stress and the bad mood, but still almost resembled Onyx. Blonde bangs,and short dark brown hair straightened to certain perfection, a heart like face, with a butt chin more obvious then Peter Griffins; but suited and fit in with her strange face. Her purple glasses seemed to bend in with her face too, there presence there slightly took attention away from her flaws, like the little hairs on her lip that she waxed, or in between her eyebrows were hair grew there too.  This made her glad to have glasses, not only she could see better,but it looked better.

Kuro breathed, gnawing on her lip as she heard the door open, and in walked a all to welcomed red head, her brown eyes were dark too, but not almost an onyx color, the girl hurried over, a limp in her step from her injured foot. "Hey babe! Whats wrong?! Words spreading you had a out burst in class..." she trailed off, finally noticing the other girls mood slowly worsening from each word she spoke. Vanilla just shook her head, frantically waved 'NO! STOP IT DAMN YOU!' behind the brunette, who had gone oddly silent.

Stressful.
Was all she had thought, deciding to keep them to a minimum before they tried to go wild again. Piercing her lips, she walked to the door, the other two watching as she made her way to it, and swung it open with a 'TWACK!', half of the girls immediately scattering with screeches. The dark eye'd brunette gave no reaction to this, keeping both of her mind and voice silent as she just stroded down the hallway, going to her locker, seeing her stuff on top of it, grabbing her binder, and journal she ignored all the stares in the hallway, obviously not bothering to entertain them with a glance. Shoving past a random person, she stormed to her next block.

-Time skippin' to lunch.-
 A frustrated sigh sounded from the girl, having not spoken all day was taking a toll on her; a dull headache throbbed harder in the back of her skull. Plopping down at the usual table, in the middle of one of the long set connected together, Vanilla plopping down beside her, Jesse infront, and Dave right beside him the group around her started to chatter, Kuro catching snippits of it as she slowly started to doze off... Her eyes flying open only when a hand landed on her thigh, her body tense and frozen. Her lips curled into a sudden smile, ignoring it and then started making a conversation on her own; talking about splitting a guy named blue in half with a tree-sized dildo, a lazy grin on her face.

The hand moved upward, and suddenly squeezed, nails digging into the sensitive skin and thin skinny jeans.

Immediately her face slammed into the table, HARD. Letting out a pained groan, licking her lip. Sugar. Mouth watering as she lifted her head, mouth screwed shut. They weren't getting a reaction, she decided. Her blood hummed, her eyes a warm color, her face the normal cold icy expression, the corners of her mouth tugging upward as she looked at Vanilla, but said nothing as she looked beside her to Anero, who she normally called her fire crotch. Not even bothering to look down at the hand on her thigh as it retracted from which it came.

Good.
Ignoring the taste of sweetness, she rose from the lunch table, being the only one to realized they had been dismissed to class, lunch over.