Info and Part 1

Name: Shina Kina

Age: 16

Height: 5'9"

Looks: Blond, shoulder-blade length hair with a aqua streak on the front right strands. Hair always worn in a fishtale braid with the died strands hanging out freely. Grey blue eyes. Aqua, rectangle framed glasses. Pale skin. When it comes to school uniforms, she wears to compression shorts underneath her skirts to avoid perverts.

Personality: Really laid back but not stupid. In fact, she's pretty smart; usually has a 3.85 great point average which amounts to 2 classes with Bs and all her other grades would be As. She has strong beliefs and never backs down on them. Enjoys music and is always seen with her head phones.

Background: Refused to take the placement test on moral grounds; it went against her beliefs that schools and teachers were not meant to treat kids like trash just because of their bad grades. As a result, she had to take a 0 and was placed in Class F

And now we begin…

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I walked down the halls, heading towards Class F. I listened to my music while I walked.

As I passed by Class A, I saw their fancy equipment and furniture.

'Spoiled suck ups.'

As I wondered through the school, the classrooms got less and less fancy. Finally, I came to Class F. The sign above the door was broken and had, originally, said "2-E", but a sticky note was posted over the E and an F was writen of the sticky note, which was falling off.

I slid the classroom door open.

'Man, this had to count as cruel and unusual punishment.'

The windows were broken and, crappily, patched together. The desks, which were way to small, were falling apart. Mushrooms were growing out of the floor mats and the seat cushions were loosing all of their cushion. Dust, pollen, and God-knows-what-else was floating around.

The teacher said, in a very board, uncaring, monotone voice, "You must be the exchange student. Come in and introduce yourself."

I walked to the front of the room and looked around.

Besides me, there were only 2 other girls; one with a red ponytail and one with long, pink hair.

95% of the boys in the room were smiling, stupidly, at the thought of sharing a class with females.

I rolled my eyes before I said, "How do you do? My name is Shina Kina. Pleasure to meet you." I bowed to the class.

"There's no assigned seats so sit where ever you want."

I looked around the room and saw the only vacant seat was in the back right corner of the room.

I knelt down in front of my desk, making dust, dirt and debris rise up in a cloud.

That's when the allergies started kicking in.

I started sneezing and couching. My throat was dry and my eyes were watery and itchy.

'This is gonna be hell.'

Suddenly, a small pack of kleenux was thrown onto my desk.

I looked where the pack came from.

It had come from the desk next to me.

A boy, about my age, with crimson hair and eyes watched me with a steady face.

"Bad luck; this is probably the worst classroom to be in when you have allergies."

I blinked once or twice before I said thanks, blew my nose and threw the kleenux away.

That's when the teacher's podium crumbled apart. He left to get some tools to fix it and told us to do what ever we wanted.

The red-haired boy stuck his hand out and smiled.

"The names Yuuji. And you're Kina, right?"

I smiled, shook his hand and nodded.

That's when a group surrounded my desk.

The red-haired-pony-tail girl hopped up and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Hi! My names Shimada!"

A short boy, suddenly, asked,"Why do you act so nice to her and then pull out the tom-boy thing on me."

Shimada grabbed the kid and put him in a headlock in two seconds flat. And a blue haired boy was, suddenly, on the floor near Shimada and looking up at something.

Another boy walked up to me and said, "The guy getting his ass broken is Yoshii and the pervert on the ground is Tsuchiya. I'm Hideyoshi Kinoshita. Pleasure to meet you."

"Like wise, I'm sure."

The girl with the pink hair came up to me and said, "I'm Himeji. I'm happy you could join us, Kina."

That's when she started coughing. I let her share in my pack of kleenuxs from Yuuji.

We all sat down around my desk and Hideyoshi started off the conversation with the question that was on everyone's mind; "So, what subject got you in Class F?"

I was a little confused.

"You know; which subject on the Placement Test got you a score worthy of this torture chamber?"

"I didn't take the test."

They all just look at me, waiting for an explanation.

"I refused to take the test on moral ground; schools are not supposed to punish kids for their bad grades. This is child abuse, child labor, cruel and unusual punishment, etc. Of course, refusing to take the test resulted in an immediate 0."

Yuuji smiled and said, "A girl with gumption; I like that. It'll help us for what we have planned."

I was a little confused, but Yuuji just winked at me, as if saying, "You'll see."

He went up to the front of the room and got everyone's attention. "As class representative, I have an idea; I think it's time we challenge class E to a Summoner Test War."

Everyone seemed shocked and Shimada, even, said that the idea was suicide."

I raised my hand and asked, "Sorry, I'm still getting used to the school. Whats a Summoner Test War?"

Everyone explained to me that a Summoner Test War is a battle between two classes with a teachers approval. Students from each class summon Avatars and fight against students from the opposing class. An Avatar's offensive power is based off of a subject score that the student got on the last test. If a lower class beats a high class, the then glasses have to switch equipment and the lower class gets the better stuff.

Yuuji continued on, saying how, if we just win a few Summoner Test Wars, we could class 2-A quality equipment.

Everyone agreed on the test war. I pumped my fist into the air and said, "Count me in!"