Disclamers: i don't own ghost hunt

I'm Mai Taniyama a 1st year student in a very exclusive school. I'm new here so I don't know anyone in particular. I just seen them in TV, in contest, and attending awards for there superiority in intelligence. I wish I could blend in a little with anyone here. And I wish I could have good grades here so I wouldn't be kicked out of here.

The brunette looked up the large building that will be her dormitory for now on. Feeling a light sprain in her neck as she tilted it too much, she placed her hand on it. She ambled to the lobby to ask someone for her given room carrying her suitcase.

"Excuse me?" she asked the red haired lady at the counter attending some paper work; she placed her suit case on the marbled white floor. She took her time surveying her surroundings. The lobby had many antique sofas, vases and tables, sitting there was some high school girls. The walls were decorated by fine patterns suiting the furniture surrounding it. The ceiling had numerous crystal chandeliers hanging elegantly. And there was an encircling like-balcony surrounding the whole round lobby at the 2nd floor.

"May I help you?" the red head looked up from her work. "Miss?" She asked courteously tilting her head to the side.

"I'm Taniyama Mai, I 'm new here so I still don't know my room." She introduced herself politely.

"Ah…Taniyama-san I heard of your attending school here, your room is in the 2nd floor, room 208 at the far end of the hallway." She informed handing the brunette the key to her designated room.

"Thank you." She said and strolled leisurely with her bag in hand to the red carpeted double grand staircase. She followed the instructions of the receptionist but still lost her way in the maze-like dormitory. 'Maybe I should ask for directions.' she thought surveying the hallway for anyone to help her. 'No one's here.' she thought in anguish. Feeling her depression, she still cannot find the strength to not admire the place. The hallway was full of mahogany tables; different kinds of flowers adorned the clear vases filled of intricate carvings. The window was extremely large with gold plated edges. The floor covered in scarlet carpet.

Walking rather fast while her reverie of the place made her mind oblivious to the outside world, she bumped into something soft. Unable to keep her balance anymore, she fell to the soft carpeted floor. She looked up, her face distorted with embarrassment. She saw a beautiful black haired girl; she knew that she already knew of the girl at her first glance. She was the daughter of a rich business man. She was always on the news of the TV for her incredible grades at this school and she's a model for her marvelous beauty.

Sweat slid from her forehead, her face reddens in complete embarrassment.

"S-sorry." she managed to say in stuttered words.

"You should be." She said while glaring at her with her crystal blue eyes. The brunette was speechless for a moment. But before she could even retort back, the black haired girl left her. She was followed by many other girls who only glowered down at her, not even bothering to help her. She was frozen there, her mind not working. After a few more minutes she got up using the wall as a support. She heaved a sigh, already in trouble at her first day. It was incredibly unlucky. Why can't she just have a normal life at this school? Now she's hated by Hara Masako, and not just her but almost a dozen girls. 'Life is really hard.' she thought.

Deciding that it was better to search for her room than staying there brooding over the current state of her life, she went looking for her room. Luckily she found it -after half an hour-at the last far end corner. She inserted the key and turned it. She entered her room and scanned the place. Her room was simple compared to the rococo style of the outside. The room was covered in plain white wallpaper, it had two spacious rooms. A living room, and at the other side a bed room. And she guessed the closed door was the bathroom. She placed her things down on the white sofa. She settled herself down on the other sofa. 'This room is larger than my apartment.' she thought eyeing the room. 'I didn't expect it to be this big.' She thought again admiring the room.

"I should go to class before I get in trouble again." she said appearing more optimistic. "Maybe things would turn out better later."

Mai's POV

"Wow!" I said aloud "this school's so big!" I didn't bother to conceal my enthusiasm, no one's here anyway. And this uniform is really stunning.

I wore a white blazer inside a white shirt and kerchief knotted at the collar, with a matching white skirt.

I walked in to the vast area, surveying my surroundings. The hallway was larger than the hallway of the dormitory and more ornate. My bag seemed heavier suddenly, maybe from nervousness, but maybe at seeing that Masako again and her group of friends.

I shouldn't think about this anymore, I should think about not getting lost again, and not bumping into anyone ever again. I should think about where my class is. My class is 1-A. Where my class? That's class 1-D, 1-C, 1-B, and… finally.

I opened the door slowly, my hands trembling in nervousness. What if everyone doesn't like me? What if no one would even be my friend? What if I would be alone for the next three years here? I peaked slowly inside. I didn't see clearly so I proceeded to open it completely. The students there all stared at me. I didn't really notice anyone of there faces since I didn't want to face anyone of them. I only stared at the teacher who was adjusting his eyeglasses at me, skeptically.

"Miss?" he asked holding a book in his hand.

"Taniyama Mai, I'm a transferee." I introduced myself, smiling politely. He smiled at me too. Waiting for his reply I took the time to look at the large classroom, the students there were all so elegant. They all looked like royalty; they probably were since this school is a million times more expensive than my rent.

"Ah, Taniyama-san, the transferee, please take your seat there next to Tayaka-san." He said gesturing to the empty seat next to the window. He seemed nice. She took her seat next to a kind looking girl. The girl had violet eyes and long black hair. She was pretty.

"Hi," she said to me, she was very polite and friendly "I'm Sayaka Tayaka; Call me Sayaka, nice to meet you Mai-san."

"Nice to meet you too, Sayaka-san." I replied to her smiling.

Then the class began. There were so many things I couldn't understand. The lessons here were much more difficult than my other school. It was a hundred times harder. So when the teacher called me to solve the equation on the board. I couldn't concentrate well, since so many people were staring at me. I got self-conscious right away. Since they all were nice-looking people and I wasn't that special. And I wasn't even that smart to begin with. So I told the teacher that I couldn't understand it, a little, no a lot. Then he sent me to my sit. It was the most embarrassing, no humiliating moment of my life. All of my classmates were all giggling, laughing at me. So I searched in me the strength to last for several more hours in the torturous classroom.

Then when the class was over I heaved a sigh. Sulking in place, looking at nothing in particular

"Ah Mai-san, are you alright?" I jumped, startled at first.

"Yes I'm fine," I reassured her "I'm just tired that's all."

Tired from being humiliated by so many people, I thought broodingly. But I can't help being so miserable, when so many people I never even met started to laugh at me for being such an idiot for not studying first before I entered school here.

"Taniyama-san please come to my office." The teacher from before said, I was beginning to become anxious. What if he kicked me out because I'm not good for this school? What if he scolds me for not studying? I was supposed to study but I was in a hurry to catch the train, and I didn't have enough time here too. But I can't say that to him. I can't make excuses. I was still dazed when Sayaka-san shook my shoulder.

"Don't worry Eto sensei wont scold you for earlier he's just going to teach you himself the lesson or get you a tutor, his really nice when you get to meet him, the lessons here are really difficult anyway so he understands, you being new here." She said inaudibly for anyone but me.

"Okay then, thank you." I said to her standing up.

"Hey when you're done you should go to the lake park." She informed "we'll be waiting."

"Yes, I'll come." I said to her smiling. At least I found someone to be my friend.

I proceeded to follow the teacher. But I still felt uneasy, we past many student getting out of their classes. Then a few moments we entered his office. He sat down, folded his arms on his desk and beckoned for me to sit on the seat next to his desk. I gladly took the seat.

"Taniyama-san," he said, my heart began to beat faster, and my anxiousness only began to go off higher, he continued "I can't teach you since I have many things to do this semester, so I'm-" I cut him off.

"Please don't kick me out, please I beg you, I'll do my best to have at least passing grades, but if that's not enough then I'll study harder, I don't know if I can be an honor student here but, I'll do my best, so please give me another chance." I said pleadingly. Then unexpectedly he began to laugh. He was the hundredth person who started to laugh at me this day. It was beginning to become annoying.

"I wasn't going to kick you out; you're really serious about your studies aren't you? That gives me more reason to give you a very good tutor." He said giggling at me. I was speechless but I was relieved too much to talk "You can go now." He said breaking the silence I stood up bowing, then going out. I was so happy but I was still thinking about the tutor he mentioned. I hoped that whoever that person might be would be really nice like Eto sensei. Then I remembered what Sayaka-san said to me earlier. I went quickly to that place but still getting lost in the way, so had to ask for directions.

The park was beautiful. The place was filled with cherry blossom trees and benches. In just a moment I spotted Sayaka-san, she was with some other people; she waved at me when she saw me. I proceeded to their place. I saw a beautiful red-headed woman sitting with her, she looked like a university student and with her is a dirty blond haired guy, and he looked like he was one too. And they were surrounded by many other people there sitting on the benches. She beckoned me to sit by her, and next to the dirty blonde guy.

"This is my friend Mai Taniyama, she's a transferee." Sayaka introduced me to all the people.

"I'm Hoshou Takigawa but call me Bousan." He said, I'm not really sure why but I didn't ask anymore. "And this old woman is Ayako Matsuzaki." He said, getting hit in the head by Ayako.

"You should look at yourself more often in the mirror, you look ten times older than me anyway." she said hitting him again he winced every hit and cried out. They began bickering non-stop. It was a few minutes until I felt like laughing at them. I tried not to laugh but I failed. I began laughing hard at them. They stopped, looking at me; all of the people began to stare at me. I froze. Then they all laughed at me. This wasn't like earlier. And I began to laugh with them. Maybe it won't be so bad here.

She was in her room staring in space. Still wondering what tomorrow would be like. She hoped that it wouldn't be too bad. But considering her bad luck maybe it would be what she least expected. She dozed off letting her eyes close.

The next day

She was in her class. Anxious at the thought of her tutor 'would he/she be nice? I wonder if it's a guy or girl. I hope that that person wouldn't be so strict.' She thought. She understood a little now, since she woke up in the middle of the night to study. But now she was exhausted, deprived from sleep. What kept her awake was the curiosity of the person who would she meet today.

When class ended she went to the teacher's office to deliver some paper the teacher passed her. She was in a hurry since she promised to meet her tutor after class.

Mai's POV

I need to hurry up or I would be late. I kept running through the halls because nobody was even there. I turned to the grand double staircase at the corner. Then, lost my balance, the papers flew everywhere, cluttering the red carpet. I thought I was going to hit my head first but nothing happened. I felt something warm and hard clutching me. I opened my eyes only to see onyx blue eyes stare back at me. His face was emotionless but he was undeniably attractive; he was the most handsome guy she saw in this school. Even when the school was filled by perfect faces, his was extraordinarily alluring. My heart began to race faster noticing that he was carrying me already-my face heated up-and not to mention that there were audiences watching us on the staircase.

"Uh-uhm…I-I'm sorry…" I manage to say, but unable to say something coherent with his face a few inches away from mine diverting me from any logical thing to think of. His arms were wounded against my waist, supporting me.

"You should be, this is not a place for running." He said emotionlessly. But that didn't keep me from admiring his features. He had raven black hair and long black eyelashes. His skin was so pale. But right at that moment she recognized his beautiful face. He was a famous model, the son of the owner of a company and the top student of this school, Kazuya Shibuya.

"S-sorry, again." I said more frantic. I felt my face heat up, as I surveyed my surroundings. Many people were whispering some things. But there were some that were louder than what was intended to be heard.

"That girl practically made herself trip purposely for Shibuya-sama to catch her." A beautiful girl said to another girl quite loudly. I can't believe what she just said. I felt my anger boil up. I heard more criticism about me and misjudgments. I tried to get free from his strong grasp and stood up collecting the scattered papers on the stairs, masking my anger. But I quickly felt a light sprain when I knelt down. I squinted feeling the pain constrict in my ankle. I think I broken my ankle when I fell. I must have hit it somewhere. I tried to compose my face from the pain. I continued to gather the papers ignoring the throbbing the twinge.

"Here." Shibuya-san said handing the rest of the papers to me. I haven't noticed him helping me. I flushed suddenly not knowing why. My heart began to beat in a faster rate. I seized it from him and stood up thanking him. He did not say anything in return. He just turned around and climbed the staircase. "Next time you should watch where you're going." He suggested rather coldly not even bothering to face me.

I was dazed for a moment, trying to remove his gorgeous face from my memory, but failing. What's happening to me? Why's my heart beating so fast?

My mind's filled with thoughts of him. I just met him just now.

What's wrong with me?

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