I rubbed my neck as I leaned back in the tree. it still hurt from grimmjow.
“stupid moronic baboon” I muttered. I could feel the scratches from his insane nails. “and I thought only girls nails were like that” yeah, I still have my temper and attitude. So what? His words kept playing in my mind. Just a fluke just a fluke just a fluke. It couldn’t have been a fluke…right? Ok so I knock myself out I the first arrancar fight, but did some good! And I did some damage this time around.
I pulled my sleeves back and looked at the scars on my arms. Was I as weak back then? To keep running, to not succumb had to mean something. Right? But then I was running. Isn’t that the meaning of weakness?
Let me out! I’m not crazy!
Lets hear you scream…
Just a fluke!
“NO!” I flailed trying to escape the voices in my mind which probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do on such a skinny branch. I shrieked as I fell, barely maneuvering in time to avoid landing on my head, instead landing with my lower back pressed against the trunk and my knees pressed to my chest. Very uncomfortable if you ask me. I rolled to my side and maneuvered onto my back to look at the sky.
“ow” I muttered, than chuckled at my delayed reaction. “hmmm. I haven’t done any poetry lately have i?” I wondered out loud. “ oh well. Here goes” I took a deep breath and let loose
“The songs I sung
Are locked inside my mind
Never to return
My childhood is lost to time
M innocence cowers from the hatred
That reigns supreme
I laugh when I want to cry
Afraid to show weakness
To the monster of the day
Stuck drawing pictures that represent my fears
Looking out the window
Wondering if anything is real
Waiting for the color to fade
Into dismal shades
Of what could only be true reality
Hidden in the darkness
I dream about the day
For when the times are right
And I can be that innocent child once more
And hatred is overturned by love”
I thought a minute “not bad, but not that great either” I muttered before hearing voices from the window a few feet away. I crept over despite my thought of spying equals a BIG no-no, and used Hana to see what was up. It seemed the creepy captain, I never did remember his name but man that Stupid psycho freak show needs to leave our students alone already, and Nemu-fukitaicho-san, were getting ready to fight with Takuni-san and Suchi-chan.
“hey!” I called hopping up on the sill, “if your gonna fight, can I join?” I don’t know why but I was itching to fight
Just a fluke
Scratch that, I knew exactly why. Just wait shark-face, you’ll see it wasn’t a fluke. I saw creepy-psycho-experimenting…little…bug looking captain look at me confused, and sort of mad I appeared. Yeah. So? Leave me alone bug face. I don’t care if you’re a captain and I’m just a student so nah! I thought complete with an inner eye roll and tongue stuck out.
“so? Can i?” my eyes were probably really evil looking but I didn’t care. I slipped inside as I waited for their answer, Hana still part way unsheathed in my hand

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hope ya'll dont mind my butting in. i had this already typed up and just wanted to post it TT-TT. i love koko-chan when she's angry. she's got an attitude lol ^^ fun to write! though she really hates it heheh
Koko-chan: i do! i'm mean!!!*tears*
mwahaha!...is it good to make your OC cry? oh well XD. and i hate that poem. i wrote it i like 5 min lol