I woke up at the first rays of light and quickly checked the timetable on my phone. The opening ceremony was in the afternoon and I needed to get a few things done.
I quickly got out of bed and quickly scanned the room, everyone was asleep and that was good as I suddenly felt the urge to be sick.
Stupid hangovers.I ran to the toilet and proceeded to get rid of all the alcohol in my body, I washed my mouth out with water and then tiptoed towards my bed. Everyone was still asleep and checking the weather I picked up some clothes and got changed.
It was 7 when I finally left the dorm. I walked to a massive map of the campus and in a small plastic box were a bunch of maps of the surrounding area. Taking one I followed the directions to the nearest hair salon.
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A small bell rang when I opened the door and I instantly felt out of place. It had taken an hour to fin this place as I got side tracked and lost a few times so the place was empty.
"Hello there little kitten." A women came up to me, her hair was neon orange.
"Uh hello, can I have my hair done?"
"Of course kitten, pick a chair and tell me what you want done."
I sat in a chair in the back and fiddled with my hair.
"Is it possible to take hair dye out?"
She smiled, "Of course, is that what you would like?" I smiled and nodded, she picked up my hair and examined the ends, "For such long hair it is in amazing condition."
My hair reached a bit further then my waist in its natural waves.
I obediently sat still as she did my hair and even let her paint my nails dark red and when the stuff she had out in my hair was washed it was back to its old red with the ends a darker red/black colour.
"Why you have such nice hair. I can't believe that is your natural colour, it's beautiful. " she patted my hair and then after paying she bid me farewell.
"See you soon little kitten."It was now about midday and I ambled back to the dorm, I reached into my jean pocket and found a cigarette packet, I opened it and there was one left. I put it in my mouth and was about to light it when a kid came up to me.
"Onii-San why are you smoking?"
"None of your business."
"My name is Haru and you are Charlie-chan."
"Haru how do you know my name?"
"You are my favourite model and you're really pretty, I wanna be like you when I'm older."
I gulped, her face was so young, so innocent. And of all the people she chose me to be her role model. I put my lighter in my pocket and threw the cigarette in the gutter. What am I doing?
"Bye Charlie-chan."
She waved a hand as she walked towards what looked to be her older bother. I waved back and continued to amble to campus.
-- Meanwhile with the GOM --
The basketball players were currently taking part in a club meeting and they were discussing the case of Kinmura Charlie.
"You do realise when she crushed you yesterday she was barely using 15% her true power." Akashi commented.
"No that's not true Aka-cchi. It was 1 on 4 it's not possible." Kise shouted. Akashi threw him a glare and he quietened.
"Here look at one of her trainers," Akashi picked up a trainer and places it in Kise's hands. Kise dropped it and then proceeded to stare at the shoe.
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She Is Not One Of Us | KNB FANFIC (GOMxOC)
FanfictionEDITING 24/25 (hopefully) A girl who struggles to remember her past unless she is playing basketball, yet when she does it seems to haunt her and never leave. Join Charlie on her journey of broken friendships, scattered memories and lots of basketb...