"Gonna go tie up my hair into a braid!" Hwahee shouted at Athena. She slammed the bathroom door open, and called out, "HAIR TIIIIIE, WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUU?!" without knowing that Ayen and Amaya were there.
"HAIR TIEEEEEE, STOP HIDING! I NEED TO BRAID MY HAIR AGAIN!"
Not finding anyone, Athena heads inside, Hwahee gently floating about half an inch in the air and floating towards the bathroom, remembering she forgot her hair tie to tie up her braid.
Athena turned towards Hwahee and giggled. "You look really cute like that, you should wear your hair freely more often!" Hwahee smiled as she replace all her wet clothes with clean, dry ones as Athena did the same, her ruffled blue hair was now flat and about halfway down her ears.
The two of them freely slammed the bathroom doors open, their hair wetly slapping against each other's face. Hwahee let her braid free, her hair barely touching the ground.
Finally, the five minutes ran out. The two of them stood up, and bolted out as fast as they could. Due to this, none of them noticed the bucket of water that was poured down and soaked them.
"Uwaaaaargh!" Hwahee actively yelped.
"Dammnit, now we gotta go change our clothes! You brought any...
"If the teacher doesn't show up in five minutes we can leave." Athena told her. Hwahee nodded and responded in the best sign language she knew, which roughly translated to, "Alrighty then."
"I hope so. By the way, speaking of where people are, where's Di-Jun?" Athena whispered back.
"I don't know, and unlike the teacher, I hope he's OK." Hwahee hoarsely whispered.
"Sorry about that, my throat really doesn't like it when I whisper." She hurriedly added.
Thankfully, the seat to the right of her best friend, Hwahee's, seat was open. She quickly snagged it and placed her name tag on the front of her desk: "ATHENA KNIGHTELY" She always did this to give herself a sort of sense of identity. She's been having this kind of trouble that she didn't have...
Hwahee's sheet is UP!
Name: Hwahee
Nickname(If Applies): Hwaa
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Good or Evil or Neutral: Good
Where you live (House, dorm, etc.) The clouds. No, seriously, she lives on the clouds, being a Sky Dancer.
What Year of...
Slowly, a young woman with blue hair and a blade made of ice pushed the high school doors open, and closed it as silently as she opened it once inside, her footsteps barely heard as she walked through the corridor.