Shredding

Momoko shrugs. "Oldies, classics, same thing to a musician." I'm not an alcoholic, Ms. Hard To Get. she thinks, snarling in her head. She didn't want anything to do with people who didn't like lesbians. Hell, she should probably just leave now.

She walks through the cafeteria door, glancing around before heading up to one of the lines. "Everyone as bad nights. But that doesn't mean you should clam up." she mumbles while she pours a cup of coffee. Oh, I think this girl is hitting on me, why don't I make her feel terrible about herself? Tee hee, I'm so cool, Miss Hard To Get. she mimics a high pitched voice in her head. Maybe she was going too far, but whatever, it helped her blow off steam.

Momoko scowls. "Did I sound like a musician?" she sighs, and frowns. This girl is trying to make up for her early bitchy-ness. Whatever.

Momoko freezes in half step, turning to look at Alex, her mouth hanging open. "You can't fucking read my mi--" she stops, looking her up and down, then turning away and continuing to walk. Her shoulders slump. "Why would you..?" she stops Not tell me the entire truth? she starts to shrink, memories of that blond coming into her head. She's just like her, never telling me the whole truth.. She was cheating, and she knew.. That blond bitch. she reaches only five feet now, getting smaller bit by bit.

Momoko frowns. "You have a point, but still. You're still here, even though I'm into you?" she raises an eyebrow and looks her over again. "Then what's your life story, and the rest of your powers? I'm Momoko Yua, class thirteen, room seven. Straight Bs all through what schooling I ahd. Worked on a peach farm with my parents. My dad beat my mom, and beat me. People at school, boys, beat me up. I'm not into them at all. I think girls are sexy. And I had a girlfriend, but she had a girlfriend from America she neglected to mention to me until she was back in America. And so I got angry, and big, and started wrecking things. Then I told my mom I would fix it. So I stole money. Life got better for my mom, but I got stuck here."

She scowls. "There. No secrets. Your turn."

Momoko nods. "Well, you seem to have a pretty interesting life." she watches Alex closely. "But it doesn't take a physic you're leaving out some bits. My mom was from Mongolia, my father from Japan. Never knew my grandparents. Quite fond of kimonos and geisha things." Momoko tries to tell more things about herself to force the confessions out of Alex. She left her mind open. Tell me your secrets since I've told you mine, Alex.

She watches Alex even more closely, stepping closer. "And don't leave anything out, because I've told you every detail I can think of.."

Momoko smiles. "No pressure, take your time. There should be no secrets between loyal friends." she stresses the loyal part, hoping it would help Alex to see that she wouldn't care. Or would try not to.

And it may have worked, because out the secret came! A girl without boobs? As Momoko hears the rest, she blinks once. Then twice. Then she bursts into hopeless laughter. "Oh, you poor thing!" she hugs Alex. "A boy who got turned into a girl!" she tries to control the laughter, which quickly dies down as Momoko gets down to business. "Well, there are a few things you would know about pads and tampons and all that, plus how to count it.. We might as well share a dorm.." she nods. "I can teach you everything you need to know. You don't have to worry." she is her normal height again, and pats Alex's head. "Loyal friends, right? The mind reading thing was more of a shocker. Because, hey, we all have our problems. And that one was just a thing that happened. The mind reading was intentionally kept, but let's move on and grab food, then head for the dorms where your lessons will begin!"

She takes a deep breath after her long friendship speech. Whew! Thast was long and hard! Ha ha, that's what she said! she chuckles slightly.