Girl's Dorms (Open to any girls who live in the dorms!)

Gibler figured out how to jump. She turned her feet into mini axes, and jumped. She missed her target, and got stuck hanging on the windowsill along with him. " Dang, I missed."

"Holy f*ck, if there is someone hanging from my window, I will flip," Sakura whimpered. "More fingers!" she shrieked at the new set that appeared.

Gibler started to think of what to do. "I can't hang here forever." She thought to herself.

Sakura puffed out her cheeks indignantly, rolling up her sleeve and heading to the window, preparing to throw it opened and show those creeps what death girls were made of.

Gibler heard the girl. " DON'T OPEN THE WINDOW. I'D RATHER NOT FALL." She yelled to her.

"A girl?" the meister exclaimed, falling backwards in surprise. She sat on the floor in a state of shock, backwards until her back hit the side of a desk.

With all her might, Gibler pulled herself up onto the windowsill. " Need some help?" She held out her hand to Jet, or whatever his name is.

"Holy sh*t! You, little girl, are everywhere! who's your friend, huh?!" Sakura screamed, pressing her back against the desk farther.

" He's trying to look into our windows, but it would be on my conscience if he fell." She kept holding out her hand.

"Holy sh*t! Let me get my hands on him! That boy will so get justice for his crimes!" Sakura yelled, although she didn't stand up.

Gibler rolled her eyes.

"He needs due punishment," the meister growled, walking back over to the glass and staring coldly at the girl on the other side.

"A negative plus a negative never equals a positive." She replied to Sakura, matter-of-factly.

"Pffft, cishet," Sakura replied. "Anyhow, you weren't the one he was peeping on, it was me. Could you imagine what would have happened if I had decided to change into my pajamas and he was looking? This is my privacy he was invading upon, not yours. I should be able to choose his punishment," the meister finished her speech by nodding thoughtfully with her arms crossed.

" He can't even see you; his head is below the sill." Gibler was still holding out her hand.

"But the attempt was made, and he is violating rules as we speak. Why am I even explaining this to you? You're only a kid!" Sakura stated angrily.

" I'm thirteen, only 2 years younger than you. And, besides, I'm as tall as you. So.. you can't act like I'm a little kid."

"I can if you're acting like one," Sakura harrumphed, puffing her chest out indignation.

" By trying to help someone without legs? Wow, so immature." She said sarcastically.

"Legs or no, he's a peeping tom, and deserves punishment for his pervy ways!" Sakura shrieked at the girl.

"Well, letting him fall isn't a good punishment. I threw my muffin at him, does that work?" Gibler smiled.

"No, that does not. F*cking. Work." Sakura barked.

" If I'm so little, why you swear so much?" Gibler's hand was getting tired. " Do you want me to help you up?" She asked Jet.

"I never called you a little kid, just a kid. Kids can handle cussing, unless you plan on proving to me that you are a little kid after all," Sakura goaded. "Geez, though, that guy really needs to discipline if he thinks he can get away with being a peeping tom."

" Well, I'm pretty sure calling me little girl applies to that. And, according to you, I'm a little girl. But, don't worry, I've been able to handle myself plenty well, so far."