New story: A Psychic Girl. I hope I can follow through with this one. Oh, Happy New Year to everyone!

DISCLAIMER: Vocaloid ain't mine.


Rin's POV

No.

Please no.

It's the first day of school, the worst day ever made in the history of our planet. I would rather have the world end than go to school for another year because when I step onto the concrete floor of the campus, my mind just explodes. For me, going back to school is already the end of the world. At least that's what I always say.

I walk openly across the school lawn and bite my lower lip as I notice some people shrink away from me. I sit down on a school bench that I've marked as mine. Yes, mine only, because who wants to sit on the same bench as a weird, freakish, nerdy, brainy, occult girl had sat on?

That's right: no one.

Letting out a small sigh, I open up my book and push my black-rimmed glasses up my nose and try to read. But it's impossible. My mind wanders off on it's own into all the heads of the students.

Lily, student ambassador, thinking: "I can't wait. This year is going to be great, a blast for sure!"

Rei, a computer savant with slipping grades, thinking: "I can't keep staying out all night, or I'm never going to make it through the year."

Aoki Lapis, new student whose older sister is Mizki, thinking: "I hate math, I hate math, I hate math. Why does my first hour need to be math?"

Big Al, the popular buff upperclassman, thinking: "My heart is pounding so bad, why won't it stop, what's going to happen?Why did I take that tab of speed last night? Can anyone tell? Can I get through this year doing that sh*t? Can I not?"

I groan on the inside and put my book back.

The bell rings and the students, including me, file into class.


Len's POV

"Everyone, this is Len Kagamine. He's our new student so welcome him," that's what Sensei said, right before I was directed to sit next to sit two rows behind this blond girl with sparkling glasses. She didn't seem to want to take notice of me and just blink her eyes randomly.

As of now, everyone's taking a diagnostic test for the school district. They say it won't count as part of our grade in the class...but that's just a plain lie I can see. People who don't take this seriously will get kicked out of this top high school for sure.

I look up from my paper to think about a math problem...when I see three desks in front of me, a girl attempts to be stealth. She leans her body over and her neck as well, as if she's merely stretching. But I notice her head turn a little to the side, sneaking a peek at the answers on the next person's paper.

No way! Cheater!

I shake my head furiously.

But then the uninspired blond from awhile ago, I notice her pull out strands of hair at the back of her head, as if she's irritated by someone.

OOO

Test over, I lean back in my chair and contemplate whether or not I should report what I had witnessed. I shake my head; it would look as if a was a tattle and I don't want anyone thinking me as a bad person.

I notice that blond girl again, gazing up at the corner of the room, where the wall met the window.

God, why do I keep noticing her!?

Before I know it, I'm up and standing in front of her. This seemingly aloof, deemed a nerd, girl.

"What's wrong?" I ask, gesturing her lost-in-thought.

Her lips tug a very small smile and says, "It's nothing."

I notice her try to walk away from me but I stop her.

"My name's Len, what's your's?"

"...Rin."

"Well, it's nice to-"

"HEEEY!" A guy with teal hair pulls me away from Rin. "How'ya doing buddy? How's school? Are the teachers hard?" He tries to act normal but I can tell he's trying to keep me away from her.

"Oh...I was just talking to her-" I say.

"Yeah...about that..." Teal-Hairs drags me to the other side of the room and I reluctantly follow. Rin is gone anyway. "Don't you know who she is?"

"No..."

"The Psychic Girl!" he snaps.

"Psychic? For real?" I blink a couple of times.

"I swear, the only reason why I'm still talking to you, is because you're new and you could die."

"Ehhh!? B-But-!"

"Listen, NEVER go to the library!" he warns me. He shakes my hand. "I am Mikuo Hatsune by the way. Let's get along."

I nod. "O-okay..."

OOO

I did not follow Mikuo's suggestion. I did not want to. I wanted to know this Psychic Girl.

Opening the creaky door to the library, I step into the cool, dusty room. It is filled with books and almanacs and encyclopedias for references of the sort. I hunt around the large bookshelves to find the girl.

Over there!


Rin's POV

There we go again!

A brand new kid my brain just has to mess around with. What am I thinking!? There is no possible way I can stand another person's thoughts! People are just too evil! They have no shame!

I stomp around the library to quiet myself and shove a Shakespeare book back where it belongs. Man, am I glad I never knew Shakespeare! In Macbeth I'm pretty sure he said something like "You are either great, or have greatness thrust upon you." Now think dirtily for a moment. That word thrust! It honestly has everything to do with how you interpret the line! He has got to be the dirtiest, most sexist, the most sexually frustrated-

"Rin?"

"H-Huh?" I whirl around and bump into Len. Our heads accidentally hit and I fall onto him.

Damn! I was to angry to foresee this accident!

But Len's school uniform smelled like him. His scent bathed around me and felt like a Comforter.

"S-Sorry Rin," I hear him apologize. I don't reply to him, in fact, I continue to lay my face on his chest.

"R-Rin?" he says, jerking me back to the reality I hate.

"Y-yeah, sorry..." I take a step back and dust myself off. "Did you need something from the library?"

"U-Uh...no..."

"Then what do you need?" I ask in my usual nonchalant voice.

He looks into my eyes and I notice that his are a deep blue cerulean color. Just like...mine? Another fantasy world I was in.

"Well, I just wanted to get to know you..." he says a little embarrassed.

Come on...please don't do this to me.

"...There isn't much about me," I tell him.

"I want to know even a little."

"I have no life."

"I still want to know what you do."

"I am a nerd."

"So what if you wear black-glasses?"

"I am the least graceful person in the world."

"I am the least smooth-talker on the planet."

"Well..." My teeth grit together and I ball my fists up. "No one wants to talk to me anyways!"

It comes out a little louder than I want to. I'm thankful that no one else is in the library, because I've broken the "Be Quiet" rule of the library. I feel my inner self crying a little from taking reality so harshly, so seriously.

Len just looks at me and says, "Well I can be the first right?"

"No..." I say stubbornly, focusing my gaze somewhere else and returning to my aloof self. "No one needs to try."

He blinks at me and moves into my gaze.

"It wouldn't hurt to try," he suggests, "Do you ever take off your glasses?"

"N-No!" I jump at the thought. I sleep with the glasses on. I shower with them. I don't go swimming. My glasses are the only thing that let's me hide my face so no one bothers me and I can enjoy my own little fantasy.

"...Fine." That's all he says. He leaves the library.

...

The silence is so loud.

I'm happy that he's left me alone now but...part of me still wishes he would come back.

I never needed anyone and I don't need anyone now. I tell myself.

...I can't even see if that's the truth.


Uggghh. I'm sorry for late post. And I'm sorry if it drags. Please Review and let me know if I should continue. Thank you!