"Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot,"I mumble to myself.

Its eight in the morning, and my mom is getting mad.

"Anna! You'll be late if you stall any longer!" she called.

Stuff my wallet inside my purse, I threw on my clothes and straightened the braid on my shoulder.

"Coming!" I yell loudly.

I run downstairs and my mom sighs.

"You sure remind me of myself when I was your age," she says.

I chuckle nervously, remembering how my mom said she was a klutz. Of course, I can't image that right now. She's so sweet and mature.

"Ichigo! Is Kasume ready?" my dad asks from outside.

My little brother, Kazune, has already gone inside the car and was waiting impatiently for us to get on.

"Sorry! I got a little carried away with packing..." I explain. My dad sighs but doesn't say anything as mom and I get on.

"Makoto, don't be mad! She's excited for her first day! We were excited weren't we?" My mom asks,

Today, I was being sent to the St. Marie Academy! I was super excited, fine that's where my parents used to go to school. They had described it as if it was the most wonderful place on earth.

I quickly get on the car with my mom, and we rush off. My mom, Ichigo, had thought I had a natural talent for baking, and that I should do something for baking as my career when I grew up, so mom decided to allow me to attend St. Marie academy.

"Kasume! You're so lucky! I wish I could go to St. Marie academy as well!" Kazune pouted.

Kazune was ten years old, and he loved to help me bake. The little things, such as getting sugar, or stirring the flour, made him so happy.

"You'll be there in...three years! Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get in!" I say excited.

Kazune sighs but says nothing else.

"Kasume, do you still remember what I told you about St. Marie academy?" mom asks. I nod and say, "Do your best, but it's okay to not do as well as everybody else, but know that you tried," I quote.

My dad sighs, "Hopefully, you'll do well..."

Mom elbows him and gives him a look. "I'm sure you'll do just fine sweetie."

I can't help but worry, and stay excited!

My dad pulls to a stop in front of a large building, which I take is the school. I suck in a deep breath and let it out. My mom sees me and gives me a reassuring smile. Dad turns around and glances at me before focusing back on the road.

Mom and dad own a shop at Marie's garden, and they also have another one at England!

Mom is the person who really makes you want to smile, since she always wears this big fat smile across her face while she's talking to someone, but dad is more...cold to strangers. Not that he isn't nice. You just have to get to know him better.

"Kasume..." my brother moans.

"Yeah?" I ask as I start to get off the car with my mom and dad.

He shuffles off his seat and lands next to me. "I don't want you to go!" he pouts.

I try to summon the big sister spirit inside of me, so I smile and say, "I'll visit, and I promise I'll call you and even write letters if that's necessary!"

He keeps frowning, but I have the feeling he's letting it go. Mom takes my suitcase and hands one bag to me.

"Let's go Kasume."

My dad is smiling and waving at us. "Say goodbye to Kasume, Kazune!"

Now, Kazune bursts into tears and he is crying while my dad sadly smiles at me. I smile back and wave him goodbye. I know that dad seems like he won't miss me at all...but he's just setting up like that for Kazune.

Mom leads me through the gate, happily, talking on and on and on about all the teachers, and how Lemon-chan is working here as well, and how I'm going to meet tons of friends, and...yeah.

"Hello! Are you Kasume?" someone asks.

I turn around and see a girl about my age, and she's smiling.

I nod and say, "Yes."

"Well, I'm Karin! Pleased to meet you."

I nod, while my mom pulls me to the side. "She's here to show you around the school. Be polite, and make sure you get in the A group," she mumbles quickly.

"The A group? What's the A group?" I ask.

"You'll figure it out. In the mean time, I wanted to give you this."

She hands me a small box, and I open it, to find a small bracelet. It has nothing on it, it's just silver.

"It's a charm bracelet. I'm sure you'll be able to collect plenty of charms here after a while. When you come visit, make sure you tell us ahead of time."

I nod and she smiles, before waving goodbye to me. Tears sting in my eyes and I slowly wipe it away. Karin notices and smiles, "It's fine. I'll show you around the school! Come on Kasume!" she says, grabbing the suitcase where my mom left it.

"Thanks," I say before following her inside the academy. Karin drops all my stuff off at the girl's dorm first, and then takes me to the actual school.

"-and here's the kitchen. I love it inside here. There's every ingredient you could possibly ever need. It's so amazing..." she mumbles in awe.

"Oh, and I forgot to point this out to you. See that portrait?" she points toward the wall, where I see a grand lady, with wings and somewhat of a shade of white for her hair.

"That's the sweet's queen! The legend says if sweet spirit appears to you, your wishes will come true!"

I gasp and look at the portrait. It seems normal, but I could feel the queen glaring at me. I frowned but didn't pay much attention to it.

"Come on! Let me show you the academic classes!" Karin says, leading me away.

While I was coming out the door, I bump into someone.

"Ouch...I'm sorry..." I mumble.

"It's alright. I wasn't looking where I was going."

They offer me a hand, so I grab it and stand up. Brushing the dirt off of my clothes, I look up to see who it is.

Its a boy, and he's smiling. I can smell fruits all over his clothes. I get used to them, since my mom always loves sweets that has fruits. Apparently, my mom is known for using strawberries, but fruits are fine with her. My dad, however, always smells like chocolate. I love how I can identify my parents like that. It's nice to know sweets remind me of them.

"I'm so sorry!" I say again.

"No, it's fine. You didn't do it on purpose," he says.

I sigh and see Karin waiting for me to follow her.

"Well, I have to go... See you around!" I say before rushing off to follow Karin.

"There you are! I thought you wondered off somewhere!" Karin says as she keeps walking.

I shake my head, "Nah. I just bumped into someone. On accident though."

Karin nods as if she understands, and so our tour continues!

After another hour, Karin is finally done showing the whole school to me, and I was exhausted by the time she finished. I honestly thought it would last forever! Not that I didn't like the school or anything, it was just extremely big!

"I'm so tired Karin!" I say.

Karin nods, "Me too. Let's go to our dorm room."

It's already eight o'clock, and Karin plops on her bed, and tells me to get on the other one.

I quickly lay down and sigh, before falling asleep...

"KASUME!" Karin yells.

I moan and quickly tie the ribbon in my hair, and run out the door with her.

"Why are you so slow? French is over there, I have another class, see you during second period!" she adds before running down the opposite side of the hallway. I really want to follow her. She's the only person I actually know!

Stumbling around the hallways, I manage to find the French room and the teacher sees me.

"Ah, Kasume. Come in, allow me to introduce you to the class.."

I walk into the classroom, where everybody is staring at me. I hate all the attention, it's been stuck with ever since I was little and my last name was mentioned.

"This is Kashino Kasume, please welcome her to St. Marie Academy," the teacher says.

I nod while people start whispering.

"Kashino?"

"The daughter of the famous Ichigo and Makoto?" someone asks.

"Yes!" someone whispers.

I want to crawl into a hole, but the teacher points to the window.

"Kasume, why don't you go sit with Hiroshi?" she says.

Following her gaze, I see a boy with brown hair and caramel colored eyes. I stumble over to sit down and the teacher starts talking again.

Now, she's talking in rapid French. And I can't understand a word she's saying. I've never had French before! And the only time French was ever heard by me was my parent's sweets names! Like my mom's Angel Smiles! It has a French name...L'Ange something? I forgot!

Everyone is opening up their backpack and taking out a book...French textbook!

I rip open my backpack and start searching for my textbook, when I realize that my teacher has gone on to something else. Scrambling to the right page, I sigh and look to my left, where the boy is sitting. He seems to be fine, so why am I not fine?

"Bonjour! Ca va?" the teacher says.

The girl in the front of the room replies with "Bien" while everyone else gives different answers. I realize she's asking everyone to answer! I freeze up and glance at everyone.

Finally, it reaches Hiroshi, who replies, "Bien." I glance around the room, but the teacher says, "Ca va?" I have no choice, but to say, "Bien?"

The teacher smiles at me before going onto the next person. I sigh in relief but that was a close one. I can't image what French is going to be like once we get into the complicated stuff. Hopefully, I'll have caught on by then.

Then, I notice that Hiroshi is glaring at me. What's his problem?

"What?" I ask.

Hiroshi sighs, and turns away. Geez, some people's attitudes!

"Lemon!" I squeal happily.

Lemon was my mom and dad's friend. She was from Paris a while ago, and she had worked at La Reve Coulour, before coming to work at the school, saying it would be a good fit for her. My parents supported her, and so now, she works here!

"Hi Kasume! How's you first day so far?" she asks.

My smile suddenly turns into a frown, and I sigh.

"Not really good. I feel like I'm failing at everything," I admit.

Lemon nods, "It might feel like that at first, but don't worry, you'll be fine. Now, I'm going to place you in group A, since I know you have personal experience at baking, and that you're good at it," she winks at me and I smile meakly.

"Thanks Lemon..." I mumble.

Lemon shakes her head, "It's my duty to help you, besides, it seems like you'll be fine. The A group is over there," she says, pointing at the very last table in line.

I almost gasp. It's the boy I bumped into, and Hiroshi from French! And...Karin!"

Rushing over, and almost tripping on my way, I grab Karin.

"Karin! This day has been a disaster!" I wail.

Karin smiles kindly with a little bit of laughter in her eyes.

"Oh, it'll get better. Are you in our group?" she asks.

I straighten up and let go of her.

"If this is the A group, yes."

Karin claps happily. "Then yes! Did Yamagishi-sensei really place you in the A group?" she asks.

I nod and smile sheepishly.

"Well, if it isn't the girl I bumped into yesterday! We haven't been formally introduced yet, my name is Itsuki, and you must be the girl Karin was talking about! Kasume right?" he asks.

I nod and then glance at Hiroshi. He isn't doing anything. What a rude guy. He reminds me a bit of my dad. Not really friendly to strangers.

Karin sees me staring and shakes her head before pulling me aside and whispering to me, "Don't stare at people with a glare. It makes it seem as if you're judging them or something..." she mumbles.

"Sorry, sorry. Was I really that obvious? It just seems...a little rude to me that he hasn't said anything!" I complain.

Karin shrugs before pushing me back.

"That's just how he is!" she explains.

I sigh and nod slowly, trying to take everything in.

"Alright class, today, you'll be making a cake. I want you to be using strawberry and cream as the main ingredient. You'll be graded on creativity, work efforts, and neatness. Each group will be making a single cake. It's due tomorrow, good luck!" Lemon says.

I turn to the rest of A group, and Karin is staring at me with bright eyes.

"Kasume! Do you happen to know how to make your mom's "Angel's Smile" tart?" Karin asks.

I shake my head, "Nobody except my dad and mom knows the exact ingredients.." I mumble.

"But you've had it before, right?" Hirosh asks.

I'm surprised. Up to know, I really didn't know he could talk.

"Well yeah. Countless times..." I say.

Itsuki's eyes widen. "Countless times? You're considered lucky if you even get to eat them!" he says.

I laugh sheepishly, "Well, mom decided to not sell them in the shop, since someone might figure out the ingredients, and she didn't want to do that. Plus, it would be way too much pressure, trying to make so many Strawberry Tarts!"

Karin sighs and nods as if it makes sense, and she gets out a notebook.

"Right, so any ideas?" she asks.

After a few minutes, nobody talks, and I finally speak up. "Well, it's hard...but I think this might work..."

Karin turns to me, "What is it?" she asks eagerly.

"Well, we could use vanilla cake, and I could put a little bit of cream in the middle, and there could be a layer of dark chocolate outside, so that the sweetness won't go overboard. After that, I could spread the outside with strawberry cream! That would work for both requests, then..." I pause for a minute, thinking about the decorations.

Karin saves me from the silence, "I'm sure Hiroshi can deal with the chocolate. I can make all the decorations. I'm thinking about strawberries with a layer of glaze on it, plus some candy. Oh, and Ibuki can make he cake batter! His cake batter tastes really good!"

I smile at her, thankful she just saved me from embarrassment.

Ibuki smiles, "Sounds good. I'll just go and get all the ingredients. We should try to finish it today," he says.

I nod, and Karin follows him, over to the cabinets.

"Hiroshi, do you know how to temper?" I ask.

Hiroshi nods, and then he smirks. "What? You can't? And I thought your dad was a famous chocolatier..."

My face burns up with rage.

"Don't you dare say that! I just...haven't gotten there yet!" I say.

"Hmm," he says.

I want to snap his neck off! That annoying brat!

"Oh geez, you look like you want to kill somebody," Hiroshi mumbles.

I can't stand it anymore, "Stupid brat!" I yell.