This is my first story having to do with killing and suspence. It was at first posted on my facebook, where I had a lot of people liking it... so I decided to post it here too. Just to tell you, please don't say anything bad. There might be a few spelling mistakes here and there, but it won't be as bad as My Immortal, I promise.

- I own all charecters mentioned in this story, them being my own creations of the Naruto children and few others. (But I do not own the charecters from Naruto and his gang, who appear bit in some flashbacks, I repeat, do not own Naruto)

- I do not own the Battle Royale plot.

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Battle Royal! Stay Alive!

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"The world hasn't gotten any better... Seems like it's just going to get worse. And it's going to. Teens should learn who's the real boss around here..."

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It was just a normal day...

It was the middle of may, a nice, calm, but weary day at the high school. It was lunch time and everyone was hanging out at the tables, all comfertably eating and chatting, like they always did.

Hatashi Hyuuga - Surudoi Nara

Two young boys, both from grade 10, Maser Feild High School, Hatashi Hyuuga and Surudoi Nara were holding hands, fingers laced, and walking briskly outside in the humid, moist weather that June had brought them. Hatashi's long, soft dark almost black hair was pulled back into one of his famous three-way ponytail, a few long strands of chocolate brown still blew freely in the wind. His dark grey jacket open to reveal his white shit underneath, as well as his striped different-shapes-of-gray tie flapping in the wind against his chest. Being part of the debate team, hockey team, and football team, Hatashi was one of the most 'populer' people in the whole school, also being on the A list. For being overly popular, Hatashi was acually very quiet, suffering at the loss of his mom, whom had died in a car crash. He was also wanted by tons of girls, but he always turned them down, knowing they only wanted him for one thing; popularity. Hatashi really wanted to be the boss of his own work, that being a director, something no one would expect. He also wanted to marry Surudoi and move in together after high schoool.

Hatashi turned his head to glance at his lover, his soft, light violet eyes looking his boyfriend up and down.

Surudoi was grinning, his usually pale face lit up with a light pink, with his golden bangs framing his round face. He was only wearing his white jacket with last button missing and his shoelace ripped off, this was only because he'd lived in a poor family. Surudoi had been the compleate oppisite of Hatashi, being one of the least popular in the school, always being teased and bullied. He was anti-social, in no sports, and hated by pretty much everyone. This caused him to almost make his cimmit suicide, until he met Hatashi. The two had been dating a few weeks now, and been the happiest they've ever been, speanding almost all their time together. Surudoi wished he and Hatashi would move in together, together like Hatashi told him.

Anrui Burraku - Craven Reese - Rikku Uchiha - Shikakoura Nara

Back inside, more kids from the small class, but the skipping group, Anrui Burraku, Craven Reese, Rikku Uchiha and Shikakoura Nara were all lounging at a table in the roaring loud cafe. Anrui was gulping down a Gaterade, while Craven chewed on a cigarette, which he had snuck in, while muttering something about skipping class for a whole week, while making a guesture with his rigth hand. Rikku was leaning on the table, listening to Shikakoura, who was also leaning on the table, grinning as he spoke about about the latest book he read. This group had been friends since grade 9, ever since Anrui had brought them together after he moved there from Britian.

Anrui, at first, had been a hardcore emo, slitting his wrists, emo hair, the whole deal, but that was because he was totally alone since kindergarden, being abandoned by his so beloved parents. His grades were failing, and he was also picked on by the jocks, mocking his british accent and the scars. He had also been arrested a few times. But now, his life had cleared, but those scars didn't leave, reminding him of his mistakes. He had grown out his hair a bit and had taken out his peircings, and as well as moved in with Craven, and helped him pay the rent. Although he had bad grades, he was still on the hockey team, being front line and recently had a crush onSoreii, the prep that had slapped his across the face when he asked if she liked him. That was obviously a no. But none the less, Anrui always tried to keep smiling, even when the times were bad, that's what he learned. Anrui had somewhat wanted to clean up his act and start over, wanting to be something in his life... he just didn't know what yet. He just wanted to be well known.

Craven was an alcoholic, a horrible student, and a pothead, not to mention suicidal, all this stress caused big bags under his eyes, which made him layer it with eyeliner and tatoo under his eyes, three spikes underneath. All this was only because his parents had divorced, losing his mother, the only one that had understood him. On his wrists were many braclets, wrist bands and arm warmers, needing to hide the marks on his wrists as well. He wasn't prone to the unifroms yet, he was wearing a non-uniform mucsle shirt with a skull on the side and a spike belt. He was a rebel and damn proud of it. He hated everyone except for his friends, but especially hated Anni. Hated her with a passion. Craven hated sports, hated smiling, hated listening to the teachers... yes, hate. He even smoked in class sometimes when the teacher was out, then throw the cigarette on their chair. Everyone feared Craven, and really he didn't give two shits. When a teacher asked him about his future, he replied, 'my future is nothign but a black hole...' I think he pretty muched summed up what his future was going to be like.

Rikku first off, was a mute ever since his throat was slit after someone broke into his house and had tried to keep him quiet by doing so. He was always frowning, using his eyes and his hands to express himself, only the people in his classes and friends could understand him. He was used to it, and just recently used to people teasing his dyed pink hair. His life had sucked, and he would've told you if he could've. His dad being a police, and his mom a nurse, he could never have Anrui or Craven over. Ever, with their many health problems and their criminal records. But Rikku did shoplift ever now and then, taking things he could never ask his parents to get him, since his family was so uptight. Rikku, sadly had no classes with his friends, except Shikakoura, since he was in a different room with a translater for him, which he didn't really mind a bit, but still. His dream was to become a police like his dad and make him proud, wanting to him to be proud of himself.

Shikakoura was a different case, being blind and all. His life had been pretty normal and fair, except facing the fact that no girls wanted to date him since he couldn't see, and he dealt with that. He didn't care either. To him, girls were troublesome since all he could hear was their gossiping, bitching and whining. He knew he could live without it. He was the smartest person in the whole school, with his IQ of 200+, getting 100% in every course he took, and by God, he was proud of it. The only thing he wasn't proud of, was his brother, Surudoi, the kid who got teased 24/7 and would always talk in his sleep about it, always making Shikakoura stay up at night, having good hearing. He hated his brother with a passion, a deep passion. Shikakoura also was in the class with Rikku, having brail work to do. The two couldn't talk together, but they knew the other was there. Shikakoura was on the debate team with Hatashi, which was okay with him, he didn't mind Hatashi, but what really bugged him was when he heard Hatashi with his brother. He truthfully cound't stand it. Shikakoura had no ambition, he was blind after all, so he just settled for marring some person to do everything for him. He didn't know, and didn't care.

Kyomu Takanouwa

A table behind the chatting boys, sat Kyomu Takanouwa, one of the loners of the class, who was watching and grinning at Anrui, his cheeks a bright red as he watched the goth begin to massage his shoulder, while still talking, not even noticing the sandy blond's gaze. To be truthful, Kyomu was deeply in love with Anrui. He had been ever since he'd first seen Anrui's beautiful eyes and tough attitude to people he didn't like. He even had a picture of Anrui when they were on a feild trip from last year, Anrui's hair still very short and spiked, but he, to Kyomu, was still hott. The only thing Kyomu hated, was from the fact that he knew, Anrui hated him, as well as everyone of Anrui's friends, all hated him, called him 'The Homo Kid', whenever Kyomu was near, and Kyomu couldn't stand it. All he'd done was blush at Anrui and Craven noticed, much to his dismay. All he wanted was for Anrui to show at least a little bit of affection back, but nothing showed over the 2 years. Kyomu dearly wanted Anrui to notice him, but he knew he wouldn't get his wish.

Anni Lozonte

Peeking around the wall to get a good look of Craven's back was Anni, Craven's personal stalker. Everyime Craven went somewhere, the mall, a walk, taking a smoke at lunch, she was there, always watching him. She loved him, more then anything he knew, or wanted to know. he had a shrine of him in her room, consisting of the pictures from the yearbook, or creepy shots she took. Ever since first seeing him come into her first class, she had become obessed, always following him and asking him out, which he constently said no. But she hadn't givin up, she would never give up on him.

Craven felt her presence, causing a shiver to run up his spine, making him tense his shoulders. Seeing him shrug his shoulders up in annoyence, Anrui held back a snigger.

"She's there, isn't she?" he asked. Craven nodded, sighing, then put his head in his arms, hiding his face.

Itami Ranpu - Inoko Yamanaka - Soreii Uchiha - Tori Akimichi - Misa Burraku

At a table across the room were some of the girls of the class, mostly the loud preps, Itami Ranpu, Inoko Yamanaka, Soreii Uchiha, Tori Akimichi, and Misa, who were all talking about the hottest guy they've seen. Itami had great news, expressing on how how this guy was, her red lips curved into a bit smile as she watched the other girl's expression's change as well.

Itami had moved to the school all the way from Europe, and had been the guy's eyes right when she stepped foot in the school in her four inch heels, long bleach blond hair, dark tan and big lashed eyes. Every guy who loved boobs, would goggle at her D-cup breasts, which, everyday they were exposed to the point of almost seeing them completly. She was almost top in the class, beside's Hatashi, and was part of the dance team. She loved attention and was usually the center of, it since she hated to be ignored. She always needed some form attention, or something revelant to it. Right now, her long red hair was pulled up into 2 high pigtails, with pink wrappings around them. She had gotten those ribbons from her latest boyfriend. She planned to be a fashion desinger when she was older, wanting to move to a busier part of Japan.

Inoko, was always fussing with her hair and complaining about her diet, even though she was at an even 100 pounds, wanting to be less. Her intense baby blue eyes pretty much always pleading guys to look at her. She loved attention, and giving attention to people that mattered. She was also part of the dance team, being front. Even though she'd told everyone everything, to the lasted fad, to the newest 'guy', she hadn't said everything. She had a crush on Kyoushi, the wild boy from her class, always acting crazy and immature, but she secretly liked that, but always turned her nose when he made a joke trying to impress her, so he obviously liked her too, but not for her looks, he liked her laugh and her eyes, and she liked him for his wild, daring personality. Inoko also liked to dance, wanting to be a dance teacher when she was older, and move in with Soreii.

Soreii, being the biggest gosip girl there's ever been was a slender girl with long, pink and blue hair, tied into a high pony tail with her bangs pulled over her bright green eyelinered eyes. She could be one of the biggest bitches if she tried, hating people under her, and espesially dirty people with the 'gross faces' as she said. Beside's being stuck up, she was also at the A list, the dance club, which she was somewhat in the front, and part of the cheerleaders, from which she was leader. She and Inoko were best friends, always had been since pretty much birth, and always would be, together, they promised. Inoko had no mom, and no dad. Her dad had died when he was at the store and a shooting broke out when he was leaving, killing him, and a few more people, and her mom had run away with another man, and she had moved with with the Akmichi's. All Soreii wanted to do was become a dance teacher with her friend so they could get an apartment together.

Tori, being slightly less girly then the rest of the group, was the tougher of them, usually sticking up for them when some bitch started to tease her friends. She hated when people teased them, and hated them just because they were jelous. They're were a lot of them, a lot. Tori was on the soccer team, which was way different from the other girls, since she was a little tomboyish, but that wasn't her fault. She was close to them, being good freinds with them all her life as well. Tori liked to wear her sandy blond hair in a bun, which was wrapped up in orange rice paper with a bow, plus she always had on a ring, givin to her by her mom, who was also Inoko's mom. Their mom had cheated on Tori's dad, twice, so they both had no mom, which they learned to deal with, together.

Now Misa was a different case, having black hair cut short and purple tatoos on her face and body. She had loads of eyeliner on, always making a fancy design with it below her eye. She was a punk tomboy, always wearing a leather jacket with a chain on her uniform pants. She loved skateboarding and biking, and was usually wearing some black legwarmers and a pair of converse and a pair of fingerless gloves. Misa was on the rugby team, and damn proud of it, always exclaiming about her games to the other girls on how they won, when they usually just nodded. Sometimes, people couldn't even tell how she was friends with them, her being so different from the others. Misa was always trying to act tough in some way, picking fights with anyone who looked at her wrong. She hated niners, and would usually pound them into the wall if she was in a happy mood.

But the girls always stuck together, knowing they needed each other, comforting each other when they needed it; they were pretty much family. No, they were family.

Tsubiki Maito

In the weight room, the athletic Tsubiki was working out on the tredmil, her black silky hair matted to her forhead, her bright blue headphones in her ears. From what everyone knew, Tsubiki was part of the wrestling team, as well as worked out every night in her backyard. She was a tough ass person, and would eagerly spar with people every now and then during the wrestling practice. She knew, people were scared of her, knew even some guys would keep out of her path. Tsubiki pretty much had no enimies, as well as no friends, beside's her cousin, Ketsueki. Truthfully, she didn't really care. People would just get in her way anyway, she always said.

Cameron Taylor - Yuuku Sukaiburu - Kanea - Noaki Koshoku

Out at the benches outside, Cameron and Yuuku were sitting next to each other, both grinning. Kanea sat across from them, along with Noaki. Yuuku was sketching something while Kanea was talking to her, both began to laugh, while Cameron had his arm around Yuuku, watching her, his brown working goggles resting around his neck. Noaki was laughing with them, his elbow on the table as he rested his chin on his hand.

Cameron was grinning, his bottom lip peircings shining in the light, his sandy blond hair blowing slightly over his blind eye. He used to live in America before he moved to Japan, with just his mom, his dad, and brother killed in a crash, and his baby sister not surviving her birth, so at first, he was alone and angry all time, which made him unwanted and he was ignored. People also often teased him a bit from his American accent. Not to mention he had a larger stature then pretty much everyone at the damn school, ruling him out, and he just hid in the shadows, ashamed for awhile. He joined no sports, did no clubs and just stayed out of everyone's ways. It'd been like that until his last class grade 10, first semester. He'd met Yuuku, Noaki and Keana in his math class, and by God he was glad as hell. His first three friends, and they didn't hate him or tease him behind his back. And soon, he felt himself getting closer and closer to Yuuku. If you hadn't known better, you'd think he'd liked her. Acually it was obvious the way he treated her. He is now on the soccer team, since he loves soccer, and doing well in almost all him classes. Cameron acually just wanted one of your avarage everyday jobs and lives, just being typica. Finish collage and get a house and all that. But what he really wanted, and didn't tell anyone, was that he wanted Yuuku to be with him as well.

Yuuku, being the shy girl of her classes, was almost too shy to even look someone in the eye without blushing and looking away. Her life was uneventful. Her father was strict all the time, giving her no freedom to speak, to use the phone or computer. Always, after school was to head right now, like it had always been. She knew her father was just protective, and she had begged for a loosen lease, but her father denied, sending her away. All her high school year, Yuuku had been teased by Craven multiple times, and he always threw his used cigarette at her back. Yuuku really didn't hang out with anyone, and she was usually alone all the time. She hated socializing with people, and hated talking aloud, thinking she'd just burdon everyone. Now, she was a little more confident when Kanea pulled the group together. She died half her hair black and put on make up, and even tried talking to people, which gained her more friends. She had even found herself getting close to Cameron, and she even admitted to Kanea she thought he was cute, which, in his own way, he was. Yuuku had no dream, no goal, no ambition. She just wanted to be known by Cameron. She wanted to marry him, become close to him, and when she did that, she'd think about the more important things. Cameron meant the world to her, and she really loved him.

One of the artistic girls were Kanea, being the backround artists for the plays and productions. She loved art of all kinds and always was seen doodling on her work, always being different types of flowers. She had a things for flowers, she had since kindergarden ever since she picked ome lilacs from the tree for her mom, whom was deseaced now, when she passed away in her sleep from an unknown cause. After that, Kanea had moved with her aunt and uncle, whom she still lives with today. Kanea had gone for the casual look, her waist long hair tied into a low ponytail with some bang, and some pale green wristbands on her wrists with pale green nails. She really liked green, pale green being her all time favorite color. She was in the drama club, as well as the new production the school was putting on now, that being Rent, the musical. She was working the backrounds, but she knew that a few people from her class were in it. Kanea secretly wanted to be Mimi, but she knew she wasn't good enough, but she dealt with it, she knew. Kanea was excited about moving away and becoming a florist because of her love of flowers. In her head she had already thoguht about what she'd do and what her shop looked liked. She acually couldn't wait for the future to come.

Now, Noaki was a different case, being that kid, being known as 'That Kid'. No, he wasn't the most popular kid in the school, and he didn't want to be, like the rest of his friends. He didn't care about being popular, it just didn't seem worth it; being popular didn't seem all that cool anyway. From his point of veiw, Noaki hated sports with a passion, hated. He sucked at any kind of sport. He couldn't run, jump, sprint, or lift 40 pounds of weight. But he did have style with his spiky brown hair and and Jumper shoes, which, a lot of people wanted. He was smart too, just not as smart as the rest as the class. The girls usually laughed at him for reason's unknown. He didn't know, he just thought people just randomly hated him, even when he didn't do anything. But then again, assholes didn't need a reason to tease, so Noaki just ignored it. Unfortunatly for Noaki, he had no future chosen yet. He was still thinking about it.

Murasaki Uzumaki

In the library sat a shy Murasaki, who was reading a book, a serious expression on her pale slim face. Suddenly she heard the clang of a door. Murasaki's striking violet eyes shot up from her book to see her crush and her friend.

Murasaki a a quiet girl, face always hidden by a book. Truthfully, she hated talking to people, and if she was forced to, she'd just look down. The thing was, Murasaki was acually a pretty girl, with long, deep purple violet hair pulled into two low pigtails that spilled onto her slim shoulders. With her hands now folded against her navy skirt, she glanced at the boys, trying to remain with a straight face, but failed as she felt her ears heat up. Murasaki only was in a club, and that was the newspaper club, she was an expert at photography and she prived that with the many professional images in the yearbook. She loved to take photo's and just sit in the backround and sketch a bit. She also loved to walk around outside in the spring to see the scenery. In other words, she wouldn't kill a fly. Years ago, her father, who had been very high up on the popularity list, had been shot down by a psycotic maniac who had barged into his office building and shot him as soon as the killer saw him. Murasaki found out later that day and hid herself in her room, refusing to speak to anyone; she was closest to her dad, he knew her, and that was taken away. Her silence acually cause Ketsueki to break down her door to speak with her, and, fortunatly, it had worked, and Murasaki had tried to put it behind her, which she couldn't admit she still held a small grudge on that damned person. After finishing collage, Murasaki was hoping to move in with Ketsueki, which he acually said he could share a house with her, and start to work as a subsitute teacher. She loved kids, so she'd be teaching a lower grade, like 2, or something. Her bonus goal was to marry Ketsueki and have a child of her own. She could only wish.

Ketsueki Ookami - Kyoushi Inuzaka

She looked to see Ketsueki and Kyoushi, who were grinning. He bounded in and sat next to Murasaki, who began to blush.

"Afternoon Murasaki," he practially shouted in her ear. Murasaki held to book closer to her face, her eyes downcasting.

"Hello Ketsueki, Kyoushi," she whispered.

Ketsueki, with this tall, slim, muscular build had quickly attracted Murasaki to him, he just didn't know it. The funny thing was, Ketsueki had never mentioned his past in any way, keeping it a total secret until he got sent down to the office, where Anrui, who was also there, had found out that his dad was there to pick him up for his shot, for Ketsueki had a disease that he had never told anyone about, a fatel disease. But word had got out, and at first Ketsueki was angered, then got over it, returning to his normal life style. Ketsueki had long hair, but still shorter then Hatashi's, cut to an uneven angle when Anrui had slashed his pocket knife at Ketsueki's neck, or at least tried to, just barly acually cutting Ketueki's flesh. Ketsueki was a normally hyper person, always trying to make every grin or laugh, in which, he usually succeded in. He worked out 2 hours a day, resulting in his well devopled chest and arms, which Murasaki couldn't help but stare at every now and then. He had a thing for always beating everyone in everything, it being rare for him being second, and never getting third. He had joined almost every sport, club for that school, and it was hard to believe he had time to himself. Ketsueki was just a busy person who worked fast and moved on quickly. But he always had time for merly sitting and chatting with his friends, which he adored to no end. Ketsueki wanted to be a personal trainer after he finsihed his fitness degree in collage. He was planning to move away as soon as he got it and place down the steps to his new goal.

Now, Kyoushi was a different case, the 'Wild One' as all his teachers had said. Kyoushi loved daring stunts and dangerous risks; extreme was his nature, and he stuck to that nature. He loved riding around, doing tricks on his BMX bike at the parks. He spent most of his time at the parks, along with his dog he'd begun to train, which also ment he was skipping school sometimes, not a lot, but sometimes. But he knew his dad wouldn't care; he was too stressed to even find out, and Kyoushi didn't feel like telling him. Kyoushi had been a pothead in the earlier Grade 9 semester, but he'd given that up for good, just wasn't his thing. Not too long ago, his dad had sent him to this school, after many, many other schools, where he yelled at the teachers, stormed out, swore at everyone. He needed to start over, and he knew it, and when he had meet the oh so hyper Ketsueki, his life had spun upwards, rising him from what he thought was a never ending hole. He still did skip, but rarly. He knew what he wanted for his future, to go out with the beautiful Inoko. He had wanted her ever since he first seen her, and had been trying to impress her since, the only bad thing was, that she rejected him every time. For future tense, Kyoushi wanted to become a dog trainer. He loved dogs so much, so why not. He was already getting money now for training dogs, so he planned to build his own place and start.

Choushi Akimichi - Zakyou Yoru - Akaru Uzumaki - Kasen Hirameku

Waiting in line for some cafe food was Choushi Akimichi, going into his uniform jacket for some bills. Behind him was Zakyou Yoru, who was chatting with Akaru Uzumaki.

Akaru stopped Zakyou from talking as she tapped Choshi's shoulder, making him turn around. As soon as he did, Akaru grinned at him.

One of the rebels of the school, was Akaru, even though being the sister of the shy Murasaki, was the complete oppisite. She was loud and energetic and always cracking jokes and making people smile. She was on the cheerleading team, beleive it or not, due to her love of dance and cheers to people. She also had a huge crush on her classmate, Rikku. She adored him, thought he was sexy... in other words... she wanted him, but he was too busy being with his friends to notice her. She also liked to spend time with Ketsueki, seeing as she had the tiniest crush on him too, but didn't say anything since her sister did too. She and Ketsueki had grown up together, that was why. She was just too happy to even think twice about being sad about her dad, even though she reminded everyone of him, and that's what they all told her. She just sided it. She was also good at ignoring people, like the preps that always seem to laugh at her behind her back from the fact she had a big scar from a car accident. Other then that, she was always grinning. Akaru reallly wanted to be a dance teacher, hence she had dancing skills. After high school she was moving away and creating her own dance studio, which was located beside the building she had bought and was recently using.

"Hi hi Choushi!" she grinned, her dimple showing, "Are you ready for fourth period?" Choushi nodded, grinning.

"Always am," he replied, "Our teach is going to tell us some last minutes details for our year end trip. Man, I can't wait." The edges of Akaru's mouth twitched as she grinned, tucking her hair behind her three peirced ear.

Choushi, the football champian, who had taken out his wallet, sighed, as he pulled out a bill. He was one of those kids who rather be sleeping then doing a test. He was liked by everyone, even those upclassment, all because Choushi spoke the truth, played hard, and knew what he was doing. His girlfriend, one of the girls in the drama club, was usually with him, but she was in the hospital after snapping her wrist in a pratice. Choushi was also on the wresling team, and he was always hard to beat. He worked out daily and between that just went out to hang. He loved a good challenge, but let them win if they tried hard enough. He was one of the mosted liked and repected at that school anyways, so it was all good. Choushi wanted to be a coach someday, since his once-coach had taught him all ge knew.

Now Zakyou, a transfer student, came to this high school when she moved, and was just getting to know people. She already was very well liked because of her to-go attitude, but the loner-reject, Craven, always had this sort of hate passion towards anyone that smiled, so he disliked her, and always seem to glare at her in class. Most people thought this was because he liked her but no, way off. Zakyou was extremly happy and hyper and always grinning. Plus she was always known for he liking of strange guys, like having a cush on Shikakoura becasue he could sing well, and because she liked his non-eyes. Other then that, Zakyou had a pretty good life. She was now living with her two friends, one of two not at this school, and that other Kasen, who owned the house. She loved to photograph, that was her talent, and she put her talent along with Kasen and Misuti's, whom both were profesional photographers and filmers. The three were a group. And the best part was, Zakyou did not give two shits about what people thought about her, she was confident and bright with great friends. Zakyou wanted to move back to Florida and get into a designing career, since she loved making cloths. She had it all set.

Now Kasen, the girl with the acting career. She owned her own house which she shared with Zakyou and Misuti, whom were both helping pay the rent. This was because, she moved out of her house in England and had enoug money to pay for her own house. Nobody knew it, but she acually very close to Craven, whom she lived beside. Kasen loved to draw, which led to the movie the three are presently making, with Misuti being the directer, Kasen the storyboarding and Zakyou the storybrainer. She had it made with her life, she knew way she was doing, and she couldn't wait to get out of high school to do as such. She was part of the drama club, recently being the backround dancer in the resteraunt scene in their play, but she was still happy. Kasen loved to dance as well, as well as act. She was a great actress, as many people have told her, and she was damn proud of it. Nothing could ruin her mood, or clash her style. Kasen wanted to finish high school and get into a good collage to get her degree and kick off her acting career. She knew she could do it.

Dante Satoshi

In the computer room was Dante Satoshi, who was typing away, playing a computer game. His dorky glasses clad eyes glued to the screen.

He was just loser in the class. All he did in class was raise his hand, ask quiestions, and, acually do the work. Everyone hated him, not because he was smart, because he thought he was better then everyone else. He always got 100% in everything, and he bragged about it, which lead to a broken nose later on in the day. Dante was just a pathetic idiot, who thought video games was his will to live. His goal was to become a video game designer. Otherwise, no one liked this kid. At all. Really. Really.

Dylen Feildings - Carrie Adams

Hand in hand, the two walked down the hall, with Carrie holding onto his arm dearly, while holding her bag on her arm.

"So are we going to the Tea Cup for lunch like you said?" she asked, her tan face glowing, and her long black hair tucked behind her one ear. Dylen nodded as he opened the door to the outside, letting her out first.

"Of course," he told her, "My treat." Carrie grinned as she clutched hold on her hand again as soon as he shut the door.

The two had been dating for three years, having been in the same elementary school together. Everyone said they were the perfect couple, being pretty much the only two who didn't make out in the hallway only to brag. They truly loved each other. They didn't need sex to prove they loved the other, they were pure.

Carrie, who was the leader of the cheerleading squad, was very well liked by almost everyone in the school, only having enimies who were jealous of her. Moving to Japan from some native city, which is why she had her soft accent and wide eyes, as well as her darkly tan. She had moved with her mother, her dad having been killed while trying to arrest a drug smuggler. Carrie didn't really mind it, since she and her dad wern't very close, him being always away, so she just backdropped it. She was always calm, cheerful, and let nothing down in her way, making her almost seem angelic with her actions, as well as too boot, she had a pretty, young face which made all the boys go wild. Carrie also liked to paint. Her artworks were usually seen in their art cupboard at the school, which she was proud of. Underall, Carrie was your typical southen student, wanting to pass high school, get an artist degree and become a professinal painter, as well move in with Dylen, her one and true goal she wanted to accomplish.

But for Dylen, he was the diamond in the rough. Transferring all the way from Canada, along with his sister, he was a wild one, one who had dyed his hair blue and tatooed to his face to get attention. He got it. Dylen was a pro skatboarding, as well as a hockey player, skiier, and a snow mobiller. Naturally, he knew how to snow board as well, just kinda learning while growing up. He loved the winter, and was usually seen outside at his place with Carrie, sledding down the hill beside his house, or just chillin by the frozen pond. Dylen, also being an attention whore, loved to do daring stunts in his spare time, it being whatever, as long as people watched. He also was a pro at sports, it being whatever, he loved doing it, also working out after school. He was involved with the basketball team right now, as well as the hockey team. Dylen also had a thing for wanting to be an actor. He had wanted be ever since he was little, and still working towards it. He was with the Drama club and their compititions. He was going to move to California afterwords with Carrie and have their happy ending, like he promised her so many times.

Yasuda

Standing at the smoking section was Yasuda, smoking a cigarette, his dark golden hair falling into his pale, blank eyes.

One of those people you never wanted to mess with, would obviously be Yasuda. No one got into his way, and he didn't get int their way if they bothered him. He just kinda blended into the shadows unless something caught his attention or he was angry about something. He was leaning against the wall, just smoking along peacfully when...

Hazonta Hirumo

A tall, breastly girl had her hand extended, "Got any smokes. I just ran out," she muttered to him. When he didn't respond, she sighed, "Come on I'll give you some weed."

"Done," he mumbled, then flipped his box, making one slide out. He handed her one as she grinned.

"I'll give you it tomorrow, big boy," she grinned, "Light me up." Yasuda rolled his eyes as he raised his lighter to it, lighting it up. Hazonta breathed in, then out, then grinned at him, pulling down her shirt.

"Thanks." And with that she was off. Yasuda sighed, taking another puff out of his cigarette.

"Stupid women," he grumbled.

Suddenly the bell rang. Yasuda spit out his cigarette and scowled, his brows creasing, "Fuckin class..."

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