Ideas and drabbles

Heist/Mission Impossible series thing p.3

She didn't understand why she had to go to school. She was smarter than all the idiots in those halls. She didn't have time to worry about the dimension of a freaking sphere when she was busy trying to hunt down killers.

An arm brushes against hers, and an electric shock jolts through her. 

She stiffens, turning to look at the kid that did that as she covers up a snarl. He was conversing with a friend, oblivious to what he just did. 

She wanted to punch him. He just touched her. Flesh made contact with flesh. Disgusting. She glares down at him, a look of repulsion on her face.

Kids are idiots. 

She takes a deep breath. She can't hurt him. Can't yell at him. He didn't know who she was. She was in a normal school. She is not allowed to cause a commotion.

But now her arm was dirty. 

She sighed. To the bathroom she goes. Ugh. Her nose wrinkles at that thought. Bathrooms were also so incredibly unsanitary. They were disgusting. But she needed to wash her arm, and she was not willing to waste so much hand sanitizer for it.

Weaving through the crowded halls, she grumbles under her breath as she ducks under a swinging arm--not gonna get involved in whatever that may be. She just wants to get to the bathroom, clean off, and then get to class.

She was gonna be late now.

Stupid teenager.

When she enters the bathroom, she looks down at the ground in repulsion. Toilet paper. Strewn across the ground where there wasn't even a toilet right there! How could people be so disorganized and disgusting?

She lifts her foot, stepping over the material in annoyance, making her way to the bathroom sinks. 

Did someone seriously just leave a used paper towel sitting there? After washing their hands? 

How unsanitary can teenagers get?

Her lips curl in another scowl as she places her hands under the soap, thankful that the devices at least didn't require her physical contact to activate them. Her hands rub the foamy substance over her dirtied arm, trying to erase the stupid feeling of that kid's skin coming into contact with hers. That whole walk she could practically feel the germs crawling up her, the thought of even that bare amount of contact was almost bad enough to make her puke.

Scrubbing harder, she dumps water over it, not even caring about her clothes getting slightly damp in some areas from the dripping liquid. Her skin was rather red, and whether it was from a rash or from how hard she cleaned her arm, she didn't know. Or care, really. 

She wished she had grabbed a sweater or her bands. Anything to cover up her skin in case some other idiot bumped into her.

Instead, she would have to suffer through the insufferable classes with kids pushing and shoving that had absolutely no sense of personal space. She shouldn't even be in school, she already knew all the important things in her life, whatever the heck those teachers thought she needed to know, she very much did not. She wasn't a complete dunce, unlike all the other people roaming the halls and looking at their homework like it was the end of the world.

Stupid. She wanted to be back with the others, planning out things. Testing out the new weapon that had been developed. 

Everything is just so stupid.

Stupid, stupid.

She wants to punch something. The feeling of that kid's skin on hers won't go away. That anger from a week ago at that insolent man thinking he deserved mercy hadn't left. 

At least she had her gloves.

It meant that the shards of glass from the broken mirror didn't cut into her hands. Good. That glass had been dirty, too.

She leaves the bathroom, once again stepping over the trail of toilet paper with a sneer. 

Maybe Edith and the others are slightly right. Maybe she has a couple anger issues.

Whatever. Who cares.

She'll be able to let it all out on the next mission tonight, at least.

this is a drabble, so please ignore how quickly everything shifts and all lol

I might just blame MC's sudden mood shifts on BPD, not my terrible writing lmbo

(in full actuality she's probably gonna have that)

thanks to ya'll that read these random things

Have a good day/night!