Death the Kid and Crona (c) Atsushi Okubo

Last Names, friends, families, and Season Fate story (c) Me

The morning was began to wake London up in the early as a average pink-haired teenage girl woke up in her princess-punk bed. Crona Spear, a younger child of Spear family, had a last summer day after her summer fun days. She already knew as she would go back to her secondary school tomorrow after a last summer day. She would have a junior year. Wondering, she wasn't sure if she could find something unique from her simple teenage years.

"It's just still summer" Crona muttered to herself, "Before autumn will tomorrow."

Crona got up of her princess-punk bed as she had to do on her morning routine before see her parents. She changed her Nightmare Before Christmas pajamas to punk-girly outfits, and then, used good hygienes on her. A last thing never had been without her, it was her favorite pink pearl necklace as a birthday present from her dear grandmother.

"I won't forget you, treasure. We'll always together forever." Crona wore her favorite pink pearl necklace before see her parents.

And then, Crona went to downstair to enter the modern kitchen for breakfast. She noticed Dad reading BBC London newspaper and Mum baking homemade cinnamon rolls for breakfast. Hey, where were her brothers? Well, she guessed about they were oversleeping.

"Mornin', folks." She made an Early Grey tea as her breakfast drink.

"Good morning", Mum spoke as she smiled sweetly at Crona. She had brown, wavy hair with purple eyes.

"Morning, dear", Dad spoke as he looked up to Crona, smiled at her, and read back to his newspaper. He had red, short hair with blue eyes.

"Crona, We'll need to buy secondary school staff before tomorrow. Did you finish on your uniforms after laundry?" Mum poured vanilla icings on cinnamon rolls.

"Absolutely, they're clean. In my room", Crona spoke as she drank an Early Grey tea.

"Don't forget to make a list of your secondary school needs", Dad told Crona as he managed her.

"I made a list of them last night, Dad." Crona sat down on a chair near to table in the kitchen.

"Oh, gladly!" Dad was pleased with her.

"Can you wake boys up for breakfast, please? Cinnamon rolls may be cold soon." Mum made a Jasmine tea as her breakfast tea.

"Alright, I'll do it." Crona went to upstairs from there as she came toward two, different doors of her brothers.

Crona arrived to door of her middle brother, Lake, and knocked it.

"Hey, breakfast time!" She heard carefully that Lake groaning through his door.

She came toward another door of her older brother, Sparrow, and knocked it.

"Breakfast time", she shouted to Sparrow.

She was going to upstairs, and suddenly, listening to the doors opening. She turned back to see Lake and Sparrow as they were kind of sleepy. Sparrow was older brother having brown shaggy hairstyle, purple eyes, and a tribal wolf tattoo on his shoulder at 23 years old. Lake was middle brother having a purple mohawk hairstyle and green eyes with eyeglasses at 20 years old.

"Cinnamon rolls are here in the kitchen, sleepyhead gentlemen", Crona informed to them.

Sparrow and Lake stared at each other in quiet moment before racing to the kitchen to grab cinnamon rolls.

"Hey, it's not fair!" She was racing there.

And then, Mum and Dad looked up to that loud was running to downstairs as three siblings were racing to grab cinnamon rolls.

"Watch out!" Dad saw Lake and Sparrow were racing in the kitchen. Where is Crona?

"Boys! Where are your manners?" Mum couldn't wait to know them showing their manners.

"Oh right. Ladies first", Lake spoke as he laughed nervously.

Crona showed up in there as she went to grab one of cinnamon rolls through silly brothers.

"Nice try, dorks", she spoke to brothers as she ate a piece of cinnamon roll.

"Thank you, princess", Sparrow spoke sarcastically.

"I think we'll leave on 20 minutes, it's about secodary education staff", Mum informed to Crona, "Please bring your list with us."Crona had been always responsible on secondary education plans during summer fun days as well as her studies and homeworks. They had been always used to her because she secretly wanted to try on something unique to her. She didn't know her only fate could be possible during four seasons. Or maybe not?

Next the morning, Crona was walking on her way to secondary school through the autumnal forest. With her way, she wore navy blue/dark black school uniforms with punk styles, they made her into a real punk girl. She had a good reason to feel less cold as blackish scarf, dark leather coat, and military boots were comforting her from cold weather. Secondary school staff and needs were being with her after last summer day.

Autumn, it was so wonderful, wonderful. Autumn was such a lovely season in her life. Crona smiled as she watching to autumnal trees in wonder. Oh, there were cute forest animals as they were busy on winter plans with foods and warmth.

"Crona!" A cheerful voice coming to Crona as she looked up to her best friend, Blossom Williams, having brown emo hairstyle and blue eyes, and wearing similar uniforms with emo styles.

"Blossom!" Crona was joyful to see her again since last day of their sophmore year because Blossom had a long summer vacation to see families in Scotland with her family.

"I've missed you! It's been so long", Blossom spoke to her as she hugged her, "So glad to see you again."

"As I do. How was Scotland?" Crona was walking over to secondary school with her as they were out of the forest.

"Lovely times, I usually hanged-out with cousins. Scotland outdoors were similar, but honestly, still beautiful." Blossom was entering into secondary education with Crona.

And then, Crona and Blossom were on their ways to lockers with their secondary school staff and textbooks before the classes began. Their lockers were similar than sophmore year as they had been empty after last day of their sophmore year. Junior year began, Crona was waiting for her only fate...Fate would be better for her during the four seasons were active.

"Autumn", Crona whispered, "Please give me fate..."

"Pardon me?" Blossom looked up to her.

"Nothing, I was talking to myself", Crona spoke to her as she smiled nervously at her.

"Okay, I'm going to History. Bye!" Blossom went away from the lockers.

"Yea, bye", Crona spoke to her as she started to go to her class.

Crona was bumped in clumsy moment by the black-haired teenage boy. She turned around to see him glaring coldly at her as he wore similar uniforms with leather jacket, black gloves, and badass boots. There were three white sticks on his black hairstyle.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you!" Crona felt like his golden eyes were going to kill her while she got up from floor.

"Hmmph...Whatever", the black-haired golden-eyed teenage boy spoke bitterly as he turned back and walked away from her.

Crona sighed in annoyance. She couldn't believe how he spoke coldly to her! All London boys shall be gentlemen to ladies, however, he needed to learn on good manners until he was a gentleman! Well, nevermind...Oh dear, she didn't want to be late for her class, English while she ran toward there.

Finally, she arrived there until the bell was ringing as English class began. She was glad to be on time in English class with a good reason was protecting her from being late. Yeah, it was.

The English Teacher was teaching the class while he was beginning on British Literature enlightenment and brainstorm essay. It was about Shakespeare, J.K. Rowling, J.R.R. Tolkien, and more famous British authors. It's not their biographies, just details about their stoires as symbols, themes, and etc.

The class was interrupted by a similar guy she was bumped rudely, that black-haired golden-eyed rogue.

"Death Hunt, you're late for class", the English teacher spoke cautiously, "Do you have an excuse?"

"Yeah, right." Death dropped a excuse paper onto the English teacher's table.

"Would you introduce yourself for this class?" The English teacher accepted his excuse with forgiveness.

"Hello. My name is Death Hunt", he introduced himself to class with his slothful voice, "I'm transported as a new student, and also, I'm a senior student."

"Very well, please make him feeling welcomed, class. I have an empty seat is behind of Crona Spear." The English teacher noticed an empty behind that was of Crona Spear.

Holding her real feeling, Crona had to accept that teacher because she hated Death as a goth rogue.

"You mean a pink-haired brat?" Death Hunt wasn't interested in her, but had to sit on that empty seat behind of her.

Brat?! How dare he called Crona "brat"! She better would ignore him if they were in the English class until she shall be free from him. She hoped she could suffer from his un-gentlemanly manners or something while she might be behind of him during the class. She couldn't wait for the class ended.