A/N: This is my first ~*~published~*~ fanfiction, so I'd appreciate any polite criticisms and reviews. I'm a little self-conscious of my writing, so I'd appreciate having everything put nicely.

I have no idea if this is too small for a chapter but I'm kind of hoping it isn't, hehe. I've got 13 planned chapters so I'd appreciate if you could stick with me.

I'm Australian and I'm trying to avoid using Australian phrases or words with alternate spellings but I may slip, so sorry if I do.

Hatsune Miku smiled brightly as the car pulled into Vocaloid Girls Academy of Performing Arts. After months of saving up, doing chores, talking her parents into it and getting a scholarship, she was finally attending the school, and she emanated excitement.

When she felt the car engine stop she opened the car door and hopped out, still beaming. The main building shone before her, tall and glorious. Girls around her age were gathered everywhere, wearing the same uniform – a grey-blue miniskirt, white button-up shirt, and red bowtie. Miku wore it with black knee-high socks and a black woollen sweatshirt, but most people wore nothing over the shirt. Miku was shocked – weren't they cold? At all?

"Let's go, Miku." Her mother said, taking her by the hand and leading her into the main building. Miku went red at being seen on her first day holding her mother's hand, but didn't pull her hand away nonetheless.

They walked into the main building and all Miku's mortification went forgotten when she saw the roof, which was a good eight metres high at the centre. She examined the stone, all the way up there, forming an intricate pattern. She then glanced down, at the huge, red, velvet mat. She felt a tug on her wrist, looked up and followed her mother to the desk.

"Um, this is Hatsune Miku…" said her mother uncomfortably.

The receptionist lady glanced at Miku and began typing something on her computer. Miku took a deep breath, forcing down her excitement.

"Yes, Hatsune Miku. Um, fifteen years old?"

Miku nodded.

"Alright, your student number is eight hundred and thirty six… just a moment." The receptionist stood and walked into another room, leaving Miku and her mother holding hands staring at the door. For half a second Miku smiled at her mother, then she looked at the door again as the receptionist came out holding a card.

"Here you go." She said, handing it over. Miku took it and examined it – in the top left corner in fine text was the number 836, the top right said VGAPA and underneath was the name Hatsune Miku, along with her age and the number 022 – her dorm number. A picture of Miku smiled back at her on the left side of the card. Miku shuddered with excitement as she looked at it.

She felt arms wrap around her and she realised her mother was hugging her. "Mum, what are you doing?" She said as her mother pushed gently at her shoulder so they faced at eachother.

"Stay safe." Her mother began. Miku groaned and looked away for a second, but her mother put her hand on Miku's cheek and made her look into her mother's eyes. "Don't talk to anyone outside of the school. Shower regularly, and always wear a sweatshirt unless it's summer—"

Miku lifted her hand, looking much more confident than she felt. "I'll be fine, okay? I promise."

Her mother bit her lip and hugged her. Hesitantly, Miku returned the hug, and pulled herself out of it. "I'll talk to you later." Miku offered with a light smile.

Her mother nodded, turned, and walked away. Suddenly Miku regretted not hugging her for longer, or promising to do everything her mother asked, or crying and changing her mind about the whole school. She pined after her for a moment until she decided she should go to her new dorm room, so she turned and walked out of the large room at such a speed that she nearly ran. She glanced at her card again – 022.

When she looked back up, something dawned on her. She had no idea how to navigate this huge school. She smiled at her own stupidity and rolled her eyes.

"Hey! Girl with blue hair!" She turned quickly on hearing the call and saw a girl with short, blonde hair run up to her. "Uh, do you know where-" the girl glanced at her card and looked back up, "-room 022 is?"

Miku's mouth opened and her eyes widened, and after a moment she smiled broadly. "I have no idea, but I'm your roommate!"

The girl gasped and smiled back. "Great! I'm Kagamine Rin, by the way. We should search for it!"

"I'm Hatsune Miku! And okay!"

Rin nodded and grabbed Miku's wrist, running off in some unexpected direction. After a minute of sprinting they arrived at a T junction in the huge grounds of the school. "So, I've worked out that the dormitory signs lead here, but I don't know where to—oh."

In front of her was another sign, pointing right, that read Dormitories.

Miku giggled, and felt Rin grip her wrist again as she dragged her at a run towards the dormitory building. When they reached the door outside the building Rin panted and glanced at Miku.

"Open it." She whispered.

Miku gasped. "No, you open it!" She whispered in return.

"No, that's too scary, you do it!"

"You do it!"

Rin bit her lower lip and glanced at the door. She took a deep breath. "Three, two, one…" She shut her eyes tightly and opened the door as quickly as possible, her eyes opening once the deed was done. Nothing was in front of her except a large room with a fire and a girl giving them a strange look.

Rin sighed a breath of relief and walked in, closely followed by Miku, who shyly smiled at the pink-haired girl. She smiled back with a raised eyebrow, but before Miku could respond Rin had grabbed her wrist again and charged up the stairs. Miku gulped – was her roommate always like this?

They walked side by side until they found room 022, when Rin exclaimed that it was Miku's turn to open the door, so Miku stared at the doorknob intently until she decided that it wasn't about to explode and opened it.

"Oh, that's so cool!" Rin said as soon when the room was revealed as she ducked under Miku's withdrawn arm and charged into the room, beaming as she looked around. "I've got top bunk." She said, facing Miku again.

Miku pouted. "Fine then. But you owe me."

"Deal." Rin smirked. "Oh, we have a fridge!" She ran over to it, and Miku sighed, wondering how much energy this girl could possibly have. Rin excitedly made herself a drink as Miku walked over to her new bed and sat on it, looking around herself. She turned slightly and lay down, staring at the wood above her.

Rin climbed up to her bunk with the drink in hand, making Miku cringe at the sight of the wobbling cup. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Rin drinking her juice, Miku deep in thought. When Rin finished the drink she broke the silence.

"Hey, Miku-chan! Catch!" She called as she dropped the cup from the top bunk to the bottom. Miku jumped, reaching over to it, her fingers just sliding along the surface as the glass fell out of her reach, hit the ground and shattered everywhere.

"Kagamine-san! Why did you-"

"Kagamine-san?" Rin laughed. "No need to be so formal, Miku-chan." Her head popped from the top bunk, looking down at Miku with her hair falling beside her head.

"You just threw a glass cup at me!" Miku shrieked.

Rin placed a hand on one side of the ladder, dropping herself and catching her feet in one of the rungs. She then climbed down.

"Be careful of all the shattered glass." Miku grumbled, rolling to her side and biting her lip. Her new roommate was an airhead.

"What, you're leaving me to clean it alone? You're the one who dropped it!" Rin complained.

Miku turned and faced Rin. "Me?"

Rin smirked, brushing an arm along her forehead, grabbing a broom from the corner of the room and brushing the glass into a corner. "Yeah. You."