Private School and Shopping (open)

[Instructor Kaipo]

Today was the first day of school for both the Kaipo children. Tyson, the tow headed youngest, starting second grade and Amile starting her first year of high school. Okapi, being the over protective type- and having listened to her daughter scream, yell and throw herself about, decided it was best to let the girl attend the private school instead of where she was teaching. Therefore, both had been enrolled in adjoining private schools which were kind enough to take them with late registration- but only after a considerable bribe.

Tyson was chattering away- brimming with excitement, he was a social little boy- a heart breaker in the making, Okapi could not have been more proud of not only his ability to melt hearts but his intelligence. This little boy could quote Poe at the drop of a hat..though- it always every came out, 'Nevermore! Nevermore!'.

Okapi looked over to her daughter, long blond hair having been shoved over her eyes to hide her inner turmoil at having to be walked to school by her mother- and to be seen with her little brother. Amile was a social butterfly away from her family- otherwise it was simply fighting at the top of their lungs, hurt feelings, then large bowls of ice cream and a tear jerking movie...half of which Oki had to pretend to understand but- for Amile, it was worth it.

"Beink seen wit' your mother will not make you unpopular, Amile."

Amile looked up, stared at her mother as if bugs were crawling out her ears- how had she guessed what she was thinking. Okapi smiled at her daughter, who smiled back, blushed and bowed her head to return to her thoughts as they came to the first building of the sectioned school.

Okapi straighted Tyson's jacket, checked his bag, "Do you remember where to go?"
Tyson bobbed his head and breamed pure sunshine, "Yep!"
"Good. Remember: mind your manners, say please, thank you, and don't trade your carrots for ho ho."
Tyson squealed, hugging her waist and laughing, "You're weird, Mamma."
She ruffled, then straightened his hair- it instantly fluffed back into a mess, "Says you. Now go to class. I will be here when school is over."
Tyson nodded, stole a hug from Amile's legs and sped towards the building- instantly greeting several small children around him- instant friends. Tyson turned at the door, "Wait!" Ran back to Okapi, holding out his arms. She bent low and he planted a kiss on her cheek, beamed, "Have a good day, Mamma. I love you!" The little boy then released her neck and sped back to his new friends and classmates.

Okapi was a bundle of smiles as they walked around the corner, Amile seeming to be in one of her usual moods- they were silent all the way to the next building.

They both stopped at the gated half of the school. This side was for high schoolers. Several cliques hung about- none really watching- though Amile was noticed already by a few who passed them. Okapi smiled at her daughter, going through a small grooming process- moving the hair from her daughter's eyes and picking lint form her lapel.

"Such beautiful a face should not be hidden behind your hair. You'll break many boys hearts here ya?"
Amile smiled, despite her hatred of these habits of her mother, "Yeah...I guess, Mom."
"Just remember deal: Studies first, boys second. You still have the letter of recommendation?"
Amile nodded, "In my bag. And I promise not to give away my celery for chocolate."
Okapi laughed, "That's my girl. Now go have a good day. I want you home by five- if not, call cell."
Amile's eyes got big- "You mean I'm not grounded?"
"What kind of mother lets her daughter go to school on her first day grounded? Is Mamma that mean?"
Amile shook her head, "No- you're not! When'd you get so cool though?"
Okapi shrugged, held out a small package, "When I bought this."
Amile took the package and with an enthusiasm, ripped it open to reveal the brand new, top of the line iphone. She shrilled, "OH MY GOD!" and wrapped her arms around her mother's shoulders and hugged her, "の母ありがとう!"(Mother, thank you!)
"You are welkome, now off to class. Must learning in store for today."

Amile squealed, tucked her phone in the inner pocket of her jacket, hugged her mother again with a whopping kiss on her cheek and wandered inside to meet the people who she'd be spending the next four years with.

Okapi didn't watch her daughter go in, and with a quick wipe of misty eyes, pulled out a list. Time to go shopping for the things the house needed- and the empty refrigerator was pining for.


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Okapi hummed, now stuck in a store- what a terrible place. Open air markets were far better than this. She put a bag of tomatoes into her cart and continued along. Reading the lists her children had provided- which oddly included something called an X-Box360 and a laptop. She cocked an eyebrow, saying aloud, "Is laptop kind of food?"

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Public High School 259’s student body president wrapped his coat around himself tightly as he entered the grocery store to him it was freezing. He grabbed a small hand basket since he only needed a few essential items and the basket should be room enough to carry what he needed. Milk, orange juice, broccoli, tomatoes, and pork chops was all that was written on the small piece of paper in his pocket. Living on his own, and in his present condition, meant he didn’t need to buy many groceries most times anyway, always just a few necessities.

Making his way through the aisles Saint grabbed his tomatoes and broccoli. While around all the produce, he checked out various other vegetables and fruits, checking prices and debating whether or not he would buy something. In time he decided against buying anything else and headed toward the place where the other items on his list might be found. That was when a woman caught his eyes and what she said made him crack the smallest of smiles. He was unsure if what she said was meant to be a joke or if she was being serious but it couldn’t hurt to say hi at the least. So the slender boy made his way over to the woman, who seemed to be from another country, to do just that. His coat hid quite well the fact that though he was easily a few inches taller than her that he weighed less… just a bit.

“Excuse me, Miss… it’s not a food it’s a computer that someone can carry around with them instead of leaving on a desk.”

Saint smiled gently as he stood beside her, the basket held in his left as he extended his right hand toward her in a friendly gesture. Never seemed the slightest bit odd to him that he was greeting someone like this in a store that he had never met before but that was the kind of guy he was.

“My name is Zachariah Rose. Pleasure to meet you, Miss?”

[Instructor Kaipo]

Okapi's eyebrows raised, she turned slightly to face the owner of such youthful voice. She gave a stern smile, the kindest she had to offer, tucking a lock of natural white blond hair behind her ear- she felt so old sometimes and this was one of those moments. He was what they called 'beautiful youth'- the 38 year old woman had aged well even if she did have a few crows feet! Her smile, though stern, was warm and kind, she took his right with her own,"Mrs. Okapi Kaipo. Pleasure to meet- Zachariah Rose."

She looked him over- despite the coat, the boy was thin- this made the mother in her very unhappy, where was his mother? Did she not feed him a homemade meal every night and a well cooked breakfast- even packed his lunch? She released his hand, she worried about this boy in the back of her mind and she held up the list, and in pure ignorant honesty asked, "X-Box360 is laptop too, ja?"

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Saint was right in the belief that this woman was no threat to him. She was… sweet, kind, and gentle. He could already tell she had kids, not just from the items that had been written on her list, but the way she acted and carried herself just radiated a sense of maternal care. Once she released his hand, Saint slid it into his pocket as he was slowly becoming a bit self-conscious. Every feeling he got about the kind of person she was almost made him feel like his appearance was none to appeasing.

“Basically… it is one of those home video game systems that people plug into their TVs. I assume that is the newest one and your child wants one.”

The student body president responded in a polite tone while smiling and adjusting to try and his figure a bit better. It would probably do no good but it was what he had to do, he hated when people were unhappy or displeased. So he would do what he could to remedy the situation. Yep, Saint wanted everyone to be as happy as possible… an impossible dream but one that kept him sane, oddly enough.