Good company

Mimoko nervously smiled as she reached the school gates. A large crowd had formed, and just like yesterday, it was to welcome her.

"Mimoko-senpai! You're amazing!"

"Inoue-san, congratulations! Will you sign my arm?"

"Inoue!"

"Mimoko-chan!"

"Oi, clear it, ya freaks!" a girl with spray-tanned skin and long strawberry blonde hair snarled.

"What nee said! Move it, ya freaks!" a girl with spray-tanned skin and short violet hair smiled.

"So brash. Everyone, could you kindly give Mimoko-chan some space?" a beautiful girl with long black hair tied up in a ponytail smiled.

"Kindness don't cut it round these parts," a girl with a blonde afro perm smiled in English.

"That was cringe. Yasuyo, you're not some redneck American," a girl with red hair glared.

"Shut the fuck up! I... Ah, shit, I don't know the word in English, give me a sec," the blond-haired girl scowled as she frantically began tapping away at her phone.

This was Yasuyo Hayashi, a girl obsessed with Texas to the point where she dyed and styled her hair to look more American and began talking exclusively in English. She was terrible at it though.

Her berater, the red-haired girl, was Tadae Yoshida. Her standout feature was her hair which was shoulder-length and uniquely smiled. She was also into fashion.

The black-haired girl was Yamane Matsumoto. With her posh and serene demeanor combined with her natural beauty, it was fair to assume she was a woman of high class, but true to her name, she hailed from a small mountain village, and lived alone in a cheap apartment in the city.

The two spray-tanned girls were sisters, Kimiko and Syama Okada. While Kimiko was a third-year like Yasuyo, Yamane, and Tadae, Syama was only a first year. But the one thing all five shared was that they were Mimoko's friends.

"Clear it! Mi's not lookin' for crowdin!" Kimiko barked as she began shoving people away from Mimoko.

"Kimiko-chan, it's fine. I'm used to this routine by now," Mimoko smiled.

"These guys just wanna grope ya. Only your wife can touch em."

"Uh, Kimiko-chan? What do you mean "wife"?"

"Me, sweetie!"

"And that's where we throw you in horny jail. Mimo ain't into women... are ya?" Tadae asked.

Mimoko frowned as she went deep into thought, her cheeks turning a slight shade red. "I don't know. I'm a girl, but with all the girls that are attracted to me for some reason and the... advances I've been subjected to... Actually, no. Thinking clearly there's no way I'd feel reomantic attraction to those that did all those things to me."

"Hold on, WHO THE FUCK DID SHIT TO YOU!?" Kimiko boomed.

"Yeah, now it's time to shut the fuck up," Yasuyo growled as she karate chopped Kimiko on the head.

"My, you've become Japanese again," Yamane giggled.

"Kim was being so cringe I didn't know how to articulate my disgust in English that I defaulted. Bitch better shave her head in repentance."

"The only one that should be shaving her head is you. Shave that bleach perm clean and become a fucking monk," Kimiko glared.

"Um, could we not talk about going bald?" Mimoko nervously smiled.

"Ara, that reminds me! There was a blurb at the tournament-"

"Mi-chan said shut it, so shut it," Tadae glared.

"And time you all get to class," Mei glared as she and the disciplinary committee began marching over.

And with that, Mimoko was able to get inside the school.