With a sigh, streaming rather from his general dislike at lifting his bones off the seat and walking over to the teacher's desk and sitting back down, rather than actual concern about his future on history lessons, Grimmjow slowly carried himself over and stretched himself across the chair, set before the teacher's desk. He wasn't interested at all in what the teacher told to Orihime, and he just blankly stared before himself, toyed with the edges of his jacket's sleeves, or stared right out the window. It was rather apparent he wasn't paying attention - he never did, anyway.<br/><br/>That was, until the slip was handed to him. To him! A tutoring slip! That wasn't... No... No way... That shit is for nerds, tutoring... He didn't need it, he didn't want it. For God's sake, he couldn't do that!<br/><br/>His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. He grabbed the slip, harshly pulling it off the table, and his grimace of disbelief slowly shifted into one of utter rage. He barred his teeth at the paper, and stood up abruptly, tossing it into his bag, and like a hurricane hurrying out of the class, kicking into anything that was near. He was fuming with rage. Fuming? No, he was in a fit that would have him set first-graders' bags on fire. Just because... That asshole! A tutoring referral slip! Just...<br/><br/>Shina has already been waiting, leaning onto the wall right beside the door, and with his typical smug smirk, eyes nigh invisible under the cover of his pitch black hair, waited for Grimmjow. Another figure appeared by his side, jabbing him into the ribs with his elbow (or under the ribs, considering how short he was), just a few minutes later. "Yo, Shina." the voice was almost like a girl's.<br/>"Hey Nikki." Shina replied lazily, letting out a yawn which he didn't bother covering with his hand.<br/>"What's up? Why are you waiting here?" Nikki tilted his blonde-haired head to the side.<br/>"Grimm's inside. Got called out cause of Midori." the black-haired boy shrugged.<br/>"That s***t's gonna get her nerdy ass kicked." Nikki scoffed.<br/><br/>Only then did Grimmjow kick the door open and rush through, and finally join them. Shina stepped forwards off the wall, carefully watching Orihime and Takashi. But his smirk was almost wiped off his face at the preppy boy's remark.<br/>"Who ya calling an alley cat, you asswipe?" Nikki burst out, rushing to catch up with Takashi, and give him his most obnoxious, rudest stare. But Grimmjow's hand, grabbing him by the collar of his five sizes too big shirt, stopped that. "Calm down, Nikki." he growled, and himself walked forth to keep up with Takashi.<br/><br/>"Shut the f**k up, pretty boy. This is our place. You don't own this shit, so keep yo mouth shut if you like it whole." he hissed to him, the edges of his mouth lifting up to a psychotic grin. This was their territory. Kappa Rho had no power here...<br/>Shina and Nikki caught up just as well, and they quickly passed Orihime and Takashi by.<br/><br/>And all three of them showed him their middle fingers over the shoulder right as they got in front of them.