"Oh no! I'm late for school!" I quickly grabbed a piece of toast from the table and grabbed my backpack. I started running as fast as I could with the toast dangling from my mouth.

Allow me to introduce myself. I am a transfer student from Britain, and today is the first day of the new semester at my new school; Colony High School. Colony High School is just like every other Modern Japanese High School in 18th Century America, or at least, it's suppose to be.

"Alright!" I said aloud for some reason, "Today I'm going to try my best!"

When I got to school, All the students were standing outside, seeing which class they got into. I walked towards the board where this information is displayed, but I found my view obstructed by four gentlemen.

"Incredible. It looks like we are in the same class once again Jeffer-san."

"Hmm."

"Aww sweet! I'm in your class too! And so is Ben! Dude this year's going to totally kick ass!"

"E-excuse me, I can't see. Could you tell me which class I am in." I said.

"Certainly, uh, what is your name ma'am?" Said the boy with glasses. I told him.

"Oh, your in 2-C, same as us." He said.

The short man looked at me, "say, I haven't seen you before. Oh! You must be the new student. Well, hrm, I guess we should introduce ourselves , seeing we're in the same class and all. I am John Adams, but you can call me John. Or Mr. Adams if you prefer. This here is Thomas Jefferson, Ben Franklin, and, George Washington."

"Oh, um pleasure to make your acquaintance" I said nervously. The men who stood before me were slightly intimidating. The Jefferson fellow was a tall, imposing man with a rather long pony tail. He looked strong and stoic, but his hands were delicate like those of a violinists. John Adams was a much shorter man, and looked a lot angrier. Ben Franklin looked like he was 50. 'He can't possibly be my age.' I sun glared off his glasses, so I can't see his eyes. Washington was another tall man with an impressive physique. He wore a cocky grin and looked like he was willing to take on the whole British army by himself. All of them had blue hair.

"Well men, we can't waste anymore time dilly-dallying around here! We have a class to get to!" Washington said.

The five of us headed to room 2-C where the class was held.

The teacher was already present and looked eager to start the class. He was a tall, scary looking man who also managed to look extremely posh.

"Welcome students to another exciting year of schooling. My name is Mr. Townsend. Before we begin I have several announcements. Due to recent events we are forced to cut most of our funding for the school track team."

"What?!" Screamed John Adams, standing up, "as captain of the track team I will not stand for this!"

"Well then by all means, sit down John." Townsend responded. Several students started snickering. I could tell all ready that the classes view of John was not positive. He seemed to be obnoxious and disliked.

"Cheer up Johnny," said a student several seats behind John, "it's not like anything important was cut. You could just join the swim team like your brother."

John gave him a dirty look.

"Mr. Dickenson, that is enough," Townsend said, "please no more talking so we can get class started."

The notion of starting class clearly disinterested Jefferson, as he took out a book and began to read.

In sharp contrast, John Adams was vigorously taking notes. Why was he taking so many notes? It wasn't even real lessons, we were going over class rules. John didn't seem to care, he wrote away.

After a few hours it was lunch break. I brought curry for lunch today. As I looked around the classroom I quickly realized that I was the only one who didn't have anyone to sit with. This didn't last long though, as George was eagerly beckoning me to come to his table. I didn't seem to have any other options.

"Alright!" Washington said, "Welcome to the team! Tell me, are you interested In any clubs?" George Washington grabbed my shoulders and leaned over his desk, "As class president it is my sacred duty to make sure your transition to our school is amazing, and clubs are the perfect way to meet new people!"

"Would you stop being so in her face, she's clearly uncomfortable. You're far too loud."

Thomas Jefferson snickered. John got extremely red.

"No one asked you for your opinion Jeffer-san!"

"Calm down John, you're making a fool out of yourself in front of our new friend here." Ben said.

"Forgive me madam, I over reacted." John said.

I smiled, 'What is wrong with these people?' I thought.

George Washington laughed a hero's laugh. "John your such a gentlemen! It makes me completely sick!" George looked at me, "Hey! You haven't said anything yet! Are you going to join any clubs? As you know Johnny here" ("DON'T CALL ME THAT YOU IDIOT!") "Is the captain of the track team, Jeffer-san is Kendo club captain, and I," George Washington made his way on top of the table and did a dramatic pose, "Am CLASS PRESIDENT! Or at least I will be, once I run."

"Well, I haven't fully decided yet." I said. "Though, I was thinking about joining the swim team" I had been on my old school's swim team, and I thought I was pretty good.

Ben smiled and adjusted his glasses. "That sounds wonderful! John, don't you think so too?"

John looked extremely annoyed. "I don't care. It's her decision, whether right or wrong." He looked at me, "but track is clearly the superior sport, budget cuts or not! Humans were not made to swim."

"John, you're too much." Ben chuckled.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," I told John.

"NONSENSE! I'm not offended! I don't care that Sam's more popular than me."

"No one said anything about Sam." Washington said.

John looked flustered. "Well, hrm, it's good that you're participating in a club. Enjoy them while they last."

Soon it was time to go home. I started in the direction of my house when I heard a voice behind me.

"I live this way too. Mind if I walk with you?"

I turned around and saw Jefferson was looking at me. I looked around to see if anyone else was near by. There wasn't anyone.

Thomas Jefferson looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"S-sorry," I said, slightly red, " it's just have been around you this whole day, and I've never heard you say anything."

"I guess that's true."

We walked in silence for a while. Then he spoke again. "John is rather obnoxious. But he's been stressed recently. We all have."

I never really gave it too much thought, but there was a strange amount of tension going on at the school.

"It started last year. Principle George III started restricting the students. A lot of clubs were cancelled. The student council lost most of its power. Free speech has been limited too."

"That's terrible!" I said. "Is someone going to do something about this?"

Jefferson nodded. "We've decided to form a new club, outside of school. It's called the Independency club. Hopefully we'll be able to pool our knowledge to find a solution. If you're interested, give me a call." He handed me a piece of paper with his number written on it.

With that, Tom left me, and went into his house. 'Now what?' I thought, 'The principle sounds like an asshole, but how can a bunch of students do anything about it? These guys are in way over their heads.'

I eventually reached my house. After taking off my shoes I collapsed on my couch. 'Man, what an exhausting day!' I thought, 'ugh, what a rowdy bunch. Back in Britain our schools were much more polite.'

My cat climbed onto my lap and purred.

"I can't just go off and join some revolution club, even if the principle is terrible. That's insane. I don't know. Maybe I'm insane. What do you think Nyanta-chan?"

"Nyaa"

"You make a valid point" I sighed. 'I'm probably going to regret this.' I thought as I picked up the phone and called Jefferson's number.

"I'll join your club"