Okay, I haven't tried anything like this before, so feedback would be awesome. You don't have to watch Death Note to understand it, but it kinda helps.

Reminder: English spellings (Colour, favourite).

•••Chapter 1•••

•••Valentina's POV•••

Thursday. Just another day at school.

I tapped my pencil against the desk lightly, not bothering to look up at the board. I'd already figured the answers out, so there was no need for me to listen to the pointless ramblings.

I wasn't a genius or anything, I just understood maths. I didn't know how, but it just came to me as easily as breathing. No, I would have to leave the genius status to the person sat in the other back corner. L.

For some reason nobody knew his real name, not even me - one of his only friends. He was always so quiet and calm, but he did have this weird way of sitting. Almost like crouching, but not quite the same.

He looked up, meeting my eyes.

I raised my eyebrows, referring to the teacher. He shrugged lightly as a response.

"Thirty-five over ninety-two," a cool yet smug voice answered, upon being asked question sixteen.

I briefly glanced over at Light Yagami. He was intelligent, almost as intelligent as L, but the only difference was that Light liked to show it off. Constantly.

I looked back down at my empty table, then around at everybody else. They were all concentrating furiously, trying to keep up with the fast-paced work load.

"Where's your work?" a calm voice questioned. My head shot up. I stared at the teacher for a second. "Yes, I was talking to you."

"In my head," I answered.

She sighed slightly. "I know you don't need it, but you need to have some kind of paper record."

I shrugged. "My hand doesn't write as fast as my brain thinks. Paper holds me back."

She glanced around the room quickly, before placing a sheet on my desk. I surveyed it quickly, then grinned. My kind of maths. "Thanks," I muttered. She nodded a little and smiled warmly.

She turned and walked to the other side of the room. She placed the same sheet on L's desk. He didn't even look up at the teacher, he just pulled it closer and studied it.

She probably would have given one to Light Yagami too, but I knew as well as anybody else that he always had the constant attention of the girls, no matter where he went.

If they found the teacher giving harder sheets only to us, it could be classed as favouritism.

It was.

After a few minutes of solving the problems on the paper, I looked up at the clock on the wall, then over at L, who had already finished (no surprise there). "Three minutes," I mouthed.

He looked up at the clock himself, as if he didn't believe me. He looked back and shook his head. "Two," he mouthed back.

"It changed," I replied silently.

"Liar," he said, a little louder than he'd probably expected. He shoved his head down and pretended to work, so people looked at the kid sat next to him instead.

I shook my head slightly, then looked back up at the clock.

•••

"What d'you mean you're being chased by rabid bunnies?" I yelled into my turned-off phone. I glanced around, enjoying the reactions.

"Why do you do that?" L asked, pulling out a chair and crouching on it. He carefully placed his food - I mean sweets - onto the table in front of him.

"It's fun," I shrugged. "Wait," I hissed, my face turning serious. "Can you hear that?"

L looked up, concerned. "What is it?"

"If you listen carefully, you can hear a sheep, going 'baa'," I said seriously.

He frowned. "Near isn't a sheep."

"Looks like one." I stabbed my straw into my apple juice. "Oh, speaking of sheep..."

Near wandered over to the table and crouched on the seat next to L. He stared at him expectantly. "Hello, Near," he greeted.

"Hi, L. I just had science," he said brightly.

"Learn much?" L asked, not looking at him.

"Yes, actually. Did you know-" I tuned out here. I looked around the cafeteria, searching for a different face. Two different faces, to be exact.

Normally, when L was sat with me, Near came and sat with us. He had really started to annoy me, so I just tuned out whenever he talked.

I found the faces, then waved them over. "Hi Mello, hey Matt," I said, pushing out two chairs opposite me with my foot. Mello flicked his blonde hair from his eyes and sat down, a slight creaking sound coming from the leather he was wearing.

Matt, as usual, was on his PSP. Or DS. I couldn't tell. He was wearing his usual, odd clothing, complete with a pair of orange goggles wrapped around his dark red hair.

"Morning, V," Mello answered. Matt gave me a slight nod, since he didn't want to get too distracted from the game he was playing.

"Matt," I repeated.

"Yeah," he muttered, not listening to me at all.

"Have you killed Bowser yet?"

Matt ignored me.

"You'll know when he does, he'll start doing that victory dance," Mello answered through a mouthful of chocolate.

"NO!" Matt yelled, attracting the attention of a few people nearby, including L and Near. He slammed his console on the table and put his head in his hands. "He killed me."

"Wow, Matt, you should be more mellow. Like Mello," I said.

Mello shot me a look. "At least I don't look like a marshmallow," he smirked, referring to Near's white hair and pale complexion.

"Mello, why are you always so mean to Near?" I whined.

"Like you're not," he smirked.

"Near, Mello called you a marshmallow!" I said.

"Near, Valentina called you a sheep!" I flashed a grin at Mello and made a sheep noise. Even L had to stifle a smile.

"Give me the cake or face the consequences," a calm voice demanded.

"Huh?" I looked down at my piece of cake, then up at L. "My cake!"

"Too bad, I'm taking the cake." He snatched it from in front of me and pulled it towards himself. He was just about to take a bite (of MY cake) when a shrill ringing sound stopped him. He sighed, then pulled his phone out. "Hello?" he asked, his voice muffled from my cake.

"I see... okay... I'm on it... three in the afternoon... see you then." He closed his phone and took another bite of cake.

"What is it?" I asked worriedly.

He looked around for a second. "It's fine, everybody on the table is safe," I reassured him.

He leant forwards. "I've been given the Kira case."