STDS and Me?
Himari had no idea what these electives were even about, but all she knew was that she had to take one and well what a predicament this was going to be. Looking at the signs and nothing was exactly speaking to her but the one picture on the sign ‘CLASS 2: STDS AND YOU’ made her giggle.
Yes Himari was definitely going to attend this one, even though she had no idea what STD’s or anything else was. It couldn’t be so bad could it? Her first class had been a success so hopefully this one would be as well! But Threetie, the girly penguin was trying to pull her back; and at least her penguin had some kind of idea what this class was but that was probably no. 2’s fault.
At that moment she saw another scurrying down the same hallway, but was there something to be embarrassed about? Himari decided on calling out to her, and raised a hand up to wave.
“Hello!” her voice echoed down the hallway, and she strutted along behind with her invisible blue penguin who was still trying to get the girl to turn away now. “Um, are you going to join this class as well?”
There was no reading material nor was there any schedule -- since the class was a one time only, but very long, deal. An accreditation, if you would. Rise had only her purse with her, so she had simply nothing to hide herself with.
Everyone seemed to bum rush the others, but here she was, stuck late on sign ups and forced here.
A voice called out to her and Rise would turn on her heels. Another girl? Hey, Rise could have sworn she seen her before... No, they hadn't shared classes she thought, but ... maybe mutual friends? Ah well.
"O-Oh, hey there!" The idol would call out, giving a sheepish wave.
Questions came of if she was attending the class in this hallway and she let out a relieved sigh. "Yeah, I kind of got stuck with it last minute. I didn't think anyone else would be here..."
"I guess the same happened to you, right?" Because, Rise could only assume something as embarrassing as sex education or the sort would be enough to drive away any sensible girl.







