"Miki, wake up. You're going to be late for school." Marina said a little meekly as she shook Miki and coughed afterwards.
Miki quickly sat up and glanced worriedly at her. "Onee-chan. Don't get up, you're still sick." Miki said worriedly.
"Don't forget, your onee-chan is very strong." She whispered, smiling.
Though Marina and Miki had been re-united a few moths ago, they had been really close. As if they hadn't been apart.
"Hai!" She said cheerily, giving her big sister a hug.
Marina hugged Miki back and whispered, "Oh, and you have to dress up as a boy remember?"
Miki nodded. "I remember. I got all the boy clothes I need in my bag, along with my other stuff, including your video game things." She said as she flashed her sister a sheepish grin.
Marina grinned back. She was glad she didn't question her anymore, she really wanted to tell her why she needed to dress up, but she couldn't; it was for her sister's safety.
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After a few minutes, Miki had already finished dressing and was ready to go. Marina kissed her cheek and handed her a picture. "If you have any problems, go look for them, they're my friends." She whispered. Again she coughed.
"Onee-chan, I don't have to go to school now. I can wait. Let me stay here with you!" She cried.
"Iie. You have to go to school, I can take care of myself. Just promise to write or call." Marina said as she walked her outside their house.
"Alright then. Sayonara." She said as she hopped on her bike. She waved at her and headed off to the academy.
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Before entering the academy, Miki tucked her hair in her cap and fixed herself. She had to look, act, and speak like a boy. Acting like a boy was easy since she was pretty much a tomboy, but looking and speaking like one was a different story. She took a deep breath and acted calm. One mistake would ruin everything for her.
Inside, she sat down on a chair and waited nervously. She wasn't easily nervous but she couldn't help but be. She noticed a few students talking and some of them looked like the ones in the picture her sister had given her. She shrugged the thought off though and grabbed the pokeball in her belt. Her little Smoochum was still tired so she decided it was best not to bother her.