*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The Faerie Princess and the Tiger *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 1
There was something about Math class that made Kissy want to scrub her brains afterwards. It had to be the Math part of the entire process, because the sitting and doodling part really wasn't that bad. Sometimes she got too distracted in class though. Her professor informed her that she was the only student, in the history of Math teaching, that had to be marked off a piont for him having to point out that "Mrs. Efron" was not part of her equation.
High school had been SO much easier. Maybe a little cheating ahd been involved every once in a great while, but it was totally in fair exchange to other people so it was just, like, good karma. Right? And one of her teachers was always on her for like, color coordinating each day. Like, okay, yeah, she took the time to get dressed each morning, but, like, she totally had to. It wasn't like she woke up and had to write an essay so she wouldn't get arrested. If she went without dressing it would just mean she'd have to, like, shave more diligently and like, in shapes and stuff. Which, like, eww!
Her weekend was only two days away. Two days. The weekday's path of hot coals was almost over and she could see Sweet, Sweet Valhalla just ahead in sparkling, neon letters. What would she do? What would she wear? It was getting warmer, so maybe she'd pull out a dress. Already she had on one of her mini-skirts with flannel leggings and her brown/blue plaid DG boots with the little wedge. She even busted out the matching jacket with the matching fur-lined hood. It was the only positive to the colder weather.
Speaking of needing warmer weather. Guitar, rock star red hair, long, sort of insular attitude. Kissy spied with her little eye...Rufus! Mentally, she ticked off another name on her list of people to meet. His association with Adam had brought him down a run or two, but his nerd love had re-established himself. Never one to hesitate, Kissy excersized her vocal cords to good effect: "Rufus!" Loud and squeaky, a voice to fit its master! Kissy was smiling and waving a little maniacally. Having her little wedges on meant she was only 10 or so inches shorter than Rufus. "Ru! Fi! OOOOH!" Call it a moment of inspiration.