Sakura Amori stomped through the corridor of Saint Marie's Academy. Despite her flowery name, Sakura was a tough looking girl. She had short, spiky black hair and dark brown eyes. She wore ragged jeans, a checked shirt and scuffed Doc Martens that were at least two sizes too big for her. Curious eyes followed her and people began to whisper.
'That must be Sakura Amori, Henri sensei's newest recruit! I bet she'll be put in group A!' whispered an admiring student.
Ichigo looked up from her French notes (she was cramming XD).
'So that's Sakura Amori! Everybody's been talking about her. I hope she does get put in group A with us! You'll be nice to her won't you, Kashino?' said Ichigo.
The blonde boy next to her replied 'Er, yeah, sure.' Ichigo beamed at him. The green haired boy standing next to Kashino looked up from his compact mirror long enough to say: 'I'll make her some sugar roses to welcome her.' The purple haired boy standing on the other side of Ichigo volunteered to offer Sakura some of his traditional sweets.
Ding!
The bell rang, signaling the start of class. The teacher started taking the register. However, she was interrupted as a girl with short, spiky hair rushed in. The teacher sighed.
'Not impressive, late on your first day!' she scolded. Then the teacher spoke to the rest of the class. 'Class, this is Sakura Amori. She will be in group A. Please make her feel welcome.' Sensei resumed taking the register and Sakura stomped her way to Ichigo's table.
'So, this is group A?' she asked. Everybody nodded. Hanabusa eagerly presented her his bunch of sugar roses. 'Sakura, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.' Sakura smacked Hanabusa hard across his face. 'Go back to staring into your mirror, you good for nothing narcissist!' she snarled.
Hanabusa howled in pain and the rest of the class stared at Sakura.
'What on earth was that for?' exclaimed Ichigo. Sakura sniffed defiantly. 'I worked hard to get here. I want to work with people who are diligent and serious about their work. Not bimbos who flatter and are more interested in their own reflections than becoming a top patissiere!'
'Sakura, that's enough! Go and see Henri Sensei!' screeched Sensei. Sakura moodily strode out of the cooking room. On her way out she kicked Hanabusa. The members of group A were silent for a while. Then Kashino spoke out. 'What's her problem?' he said. Andoh nodded in agreement. Ichigo looked thoughtful. 'Don't judge Sakura so quickly! I think Sakura is hurt deep inside. We should help her.' she said. She turned to face Hanabusa. To her surprise, he was smiling.
'She's feisty!' he muttered to himself.