Disclaimer: I only own Kasia Mitton and this storyline.

A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.

"Tamika, the music was beautiful but…the death threat toward Eddie sorta ruined the mood," Sunny pointed out. "Lil' D, let's see what you got,"

"Alright!" Lil' D raised his drumsticks and was ready to play when a knock at the door sounded.

"Sorry, Lil' D, just a second here," Sunny apologized as he answered the door. Principal Luna stood there with a tall but very slim girl dressed in a black t-shirt and tight dark blue jeans.

"Can I help you, Principal Luna?" Sunny asked, glancing at the girl and then back at the principal.

"You now have a new student. Her name is…what was your name again?"

"Kasia Mitton," the girl announced, keeping her eyes on her black Converse shoes.
"Yes. Well, Kasia Mitton has very recently transferred here from a very small town in Michigan and both she and her parents requested she join your class," Principal Luna announced. "Kasia, why don't you go and meet your new classmates? I have a few matters to discuss with Mousier Bridges,"

"Yes sir," Kasia nodded and slipped into the room.

"Kasia, huh? Well, Kasia, what instruments do you play?" Lil' D took the liberty of asking.

"I play keyboard, drums, guitar…guitar's my favorite…but I'll try to learn something else if all those instruments are taken," she replied without looking up.

"Yo, I ain't Medusa. You won't turn to stone if you look at me," he teased. Blushing, Kasia met his dark brown eyes with her pale blue ones, matching her very pale face that was brushed with freckles. She was chewing on her lower lip.

"Look, new girl," Tamika ordered, and Kasia looked up. "You're more than welcome to play guitar. I prefer harp anyway,"

"Thanks…um, what's your name?" Kasia asked.

"It's Tamika, and don't go spreading it around that I was nice to you, either. I got a rep to keep,"

"I won't, I promise," Kasia nodded as Tamika handed her a guitar.

"I'm Madison! I would love to be your best friend, if you want!"

"I could use some new friends…" Kasia told the flower child.

"Yay! I love new friends!" Madison squealed, twirling around the room.

"Hi, I'm Eddie. I'm extremely rich," Eddie introduced himself, making sure the light shone on his diamond ring as he shook her hand.

"Hi, Eddie…" Kasia seemed a bit taken back by his frankness, telling her how rich he was.

"I noticed you staring at me, but my heart belongs to Tamika," Eddie grinned.

"I wasn't staring at you…" Kasia took a few steps back as Tamika threatened Eddie.

"He's mildly insane. Actually, we're all a bit insane in our own way. I'm Kim. I'll admit to insanity, but in a good way," Kim smiled.

"I'm her twin brother, Kam," Kam added.

"Hi Kim and Kam," Kasia replied.

"I'm Philly Phil!" he exclaimed, running over.

"Wow, you're really tall!" Kasia exclaimed, looking up.

"I get that a lot…" Philly Phil admitted. At that point, Sunny walked back into the class.

"Have you met everyone in the class?" Sunny asked.

"Everyone but you," Kasia replied.

"Okay. I'm Sunny Bridges, your music teacher. You play guitar, I hear?"

"Yes," Kasia nodded.

"Would you mind playing something for the class?"

"No, not at all,"

"Okay, class, stop talking and listen up," Sunny ordered. "Whenever you're ready, Kasia,"

"Okay," Kasia took a breath and began playing the guitar, and the tune that happened was so simplistic, yet so beautiful that it was almost magic. Even Tamika seemed calmed by it. When she stopped, she glanced at Sunny, pushing her dark hair out of her eyes, revealing her eyes that appeared to be asking if what she'd done had been good enough.

"Wow…Kasia, where'd you learn to play like that?" Sunny asked.

"I didn't have much to do back at my old school," Kasia admitted, as though this explained everything. The bell rang and all of the kids dashed out. Kam, who always took a bit longer, was last out the door.

"Hey, Kam, you think you could take Kasia to her classes for the rest of the day? Principal Luna said she had three out of four of her next classes with you, and the one she doesn't have with you is right next to your math class," Sunny asked.

"Sure thing!" Kam replied, leaving. Sunny watched the two students leave together, and sighed.

"It's hard to believe…" Sunny muttered something under his breath, and then began doing some paperwork.

"So, um, this is the cafeteria…" Kam muttered, turning to leave.

"Wait, don't all of us have the same lunch?" Kasia queried.

"Well, yeah, but I usually eat in the library," Kam told her.

"Oh…okay, then," Kasia replied sadly, entering the cafeteria, watching sadly as Kam left. She noticed that all of the people she'd met in music class were with other groups, and none of them seemed quite the people she'd get very well along with. After getting lunch, she was about to sit down at an empty table when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hey, Kasia, you wanna eat in my room today?" he asked.

"That'd be great!" Kasia thankfully exclaimed.

"So, did you teach yourself to play, or did one of your parents teach you?"

"I taught myself guitar. My dad wanted me to take up piano, but I just wasn't into it. My mother wanted me to learn trumpet or sax, but I wasn't very good at that, either. So I taught myself something that I knew I was interested in, and now it's become a main focus in my life," Kasia replied, nibbling on some unidentifiable brownish-green glop, which was what was being served in the cafeteria.

"That's cool. How long have you been playing?" Sunny queried.

"About two, maybe three years on an acoustic, and then I got an electric for my last birthday," Kasia answered.

"From your parents?" Sunny asked.

"My mom, at least," Kasia replied. "My dad bought me a vacuum cleaner,"

"A vacuum cleaner?" Sunny echoed.

"It was his way of saying that I spent too much time on the computer and needed to start some chores," Kasia explained, but in her voice Sunny sensed a bit of 'I-can't-believe-it-either' as her answer.

"Okay," Sunny nodded, and they ate in silence until the bell rang.

A week passed since Kasia had gone to Westley, but she still was eating lunch in the music room instead of with her peers. She seemed to have formed a friendship with the twins, and spent the extra class time talking with them, but though the twins appeared to be the ones she related to most, that wasn't saying much, as their conversations were generic. Kasia and Kim didn't squeal together the way he'd seen Kim squeal with her other friends, and she and Kam showed little interest in the same things. He knew for a fact that she got along worse with everyone else, not just in the music class, but in the whole school. Sunny himself had seen the girl walking down the hall, staring at the ceiling, an aloof expression on her face. Sometimes she even talked to herself. He'd heard the other kids talking about her, calling her names like 'ditz' and 'dork'. A few kids even pushed her or took things from her cradling arms when she wasn't looking. He'd never seen a girl fit in so horribly. She was like sugar against salt: better, but not the same.

"Alright, class dismissed. Madison, Eddie, keep working on those solos. They'll be the shining moments in the piece if you can polish them up a bit," Sunny ordered.

"Sounds fun!" Madison squealed.

"I'll try my best," Eddie promised. Sunny was picking up loose music sheets when he noticed Kasia still standing there.

"Can I help you?" he asked. Kasia took a paper out of her binder and handed it to him.

"My mom said to give this to you," she told him. Opening it up, he found a note written in red pen.

Dear Kasia's Music Teacher,

Since music is the subject we want our Kasia to focus most on, we would like to invite you to dinner this Saturday. Our house is 1223 Mockingbird Lane. If you need to contact me, my number is 587-2235.

Thanks,

Mrs. Mitton

"Do you think you can come?" Kasia questioned.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can," Sunny replied, smiling.

"Great, I'll tell my mom," Kasia told him, gathering her things and walking off to her next class.