Ok, so this is my first story; do not hate me for it yet. I kind of had this on going idea in my head and I wanted to put it in one of my notebooks, but I thought, 'a waste of time and paper,' so here I am. I'm also sorry if it's short but, like I said before, this is my first one. Please tell me if it's good or not, I would like it vary much.

"Come on! We're late!"

"Monica wait, I'm coming ok?"

"You better hurry before Monica changes her mind."

"Maria? Monica said that we won't forget her even if she wanted too."

Des rushed out of her bedroom into the living room where her friends Maria, Monica, and Jessica were waiting for her. Monica was eagerly waiting for her friend to get out of bed and into her school uniform, "what was taking you so long," she asked. Des slowly looked up at her as she tried to fix her knee length skirt, "the stupid bow on the shirt and my skirt was wrinkled." Maria and Jessica looked at each other as they turned their backs heading towards the door, "hurry up then," they chimed.

A few minutes before they were at the school they talked a bit for some time about the school. "So what year is this considered over here," asked Jessica first. Maria, Monica and Des looked at each other in embarrassment. "Well," began Maria, Jessica's older sister, "you would be considered a 9th grader of course." Jessica shook her head in disagreement, "but the years here differ than that of America." Monica and Des nodded their heads in agreement as Maria continued. "Of course we know that, you know that, but they don't know that!" Jessica looked at her, "what do you mean by 'they don't know that' sister?" All three girls started giving a nervous laugh.

They told Jessica that they begged the school board to make Jessica a 10th grader by Japanese standards so that she could be with her sister and friends.

"How could you?"

"We did it for you!"

"But you could have left me in middle school again."

"We didn't want too!"

They reached the high school just as a short limo pulled up in the front. "Wow, how dumb is that," asked Des as she rolled her eyes and walked towards the entrance. Monica gave a sly smile as she walked by her friend, "but what if holds cute boys that could be your type?" Des looked annoyed as she looked back to see, in fact, three boys with super long hair pulled back into a single ponytail with sunglasses on. Maria and Jessica were walking behind Monica and Jessica as the foursome entered their new school and walked into to main office.

"Good morning sensei," said Des and Monica entering the principal's office then the sisters, "good morning!" The principal looked up from his book and smiled with content, "well, well, well, the four girls from America that were willing to risk their necks for an assignment." The four smiled with happiness although they were slightly embarrassed about what they heard. "Sensei, could I just say how we wanted to come," asked Monica then finished off by Des, "and have a wonderful time as transfer students?" The principal rested his arms on his desk and he continued to smile, "well you four have guts, we admire guts. Such as, that you would come from America to Japan-just to understand how another country feels, respects, and admire schoolwork." The four didn't know what to say so they continued to be silent.

"Now," he said getting up from his chair to get a file from his file holder, "Jessica?" "Yes?" "You will go to class 10-A, got it," he asked handing her a blueprint of the school and her schedule. "Yes sensei," she said taking it and walking outside the door. "As for you three," he said looking back in the folder, "you will go to 10-C." "We understand sensei," they said at the same time waiting for the blueprints of the school. "Now that you are here, you have to understand that this is for school and school alone right," asked the principal before they went out of the office. They nodded their heads, "yes sensei, we understand."

They walked out to see Jessica waiting for them, "10-C right?" Maria nodded her head, "yep, that's right." Jessica smiled then turned to the stairs, "both of our classes are in the same hall so let's walk together." They reached Jessica's classroom first, "this is it Jessica, you ready," asked Des as she reached for the door. Jessica nodded her head as Maria and Monica patted her shoulders as Des walked inside.