DISCLAIMER: ALL VOCALOID, FANMADE, AND UTAULOIDS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.

Before you read:

I've added my own OC's (as nothing more than just other teachers).

In this story, the school separtaes Utaus/fanmades and Vocaloids as ranks (Vocaloid being upper class).

Thank you and enjoy the story!~

Miku's P.O.V.

"Miku, wake up!" my mother hollered in my face. I slowly opened my eyes to finally realize that she was shaking me for quite some time. "Alright, mom!" I responded. Silence filled the air, she widened her eyes as if she was actually surprised that I actually woke up this time. I couldn't help but feel a little awkward having her stare at me bug-eyed and silent, so I continued, "How long were you shaking me for?". She sighed heavily, feeling embarassed having to answer my stupid question "Well, Miku Hatsune, how long do you normally take?" I opened my eyes and took a good whiff of the morning brew... I am late. I raced over to my closet to slip on my uniform and rush out my house. It 's the first day of grade 10, and I didn't even have the time to brush that thick, teal, mess you would supposedly call my hair. I didn't even bring all my books. All I can do is think positively. And I was off, racing on my bike. So fast. Too fast...

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There I was, in the school parking lot, standing there like an idiot, staring at my bycicle, that was lying beside what looked to be an expensive van... now a little bit dented... I guess that the school was closer than I thought, because before I knew what I was doing, I was speeding down a hill, a very steep one. Luckily I jumped off my bike before it hit that car, so in all honesty, I think that the car is more hurt than I am... This situation is pretty damn bad... Miki is to blame... I saw her do it...

I walked on as if I had nothing to do with it and it was Miki's fault. No one was in the parking lot anyway, so I was safe. I am fairly popular in school anyway, so I wouldn't really want to blow my status. As soon as I set foot in that building, I ran over to the nearest bathroom to go fix myself up, as I heard multiple kids snicker as I ran by. I bursted through the door only to find my best friend Rin editing her physique, but she simply couldn't resist to gawk at that teal crows nest on my head... Her gape was closed in her smile, attempting not to laugh maniacly at my misfortune. I shot her an unimpressed glare and she immediately swallowed her laughter. "May I use your hair brush..." I growled, Rin gazed at me, fear was what I could read "O-of course, Mi-Miku! That's what best friends are for!" she exclaimed wimpering. I like being the most popular kid in the school. It gives me dominance! She transferred her hair brush and I snatched it away, yanking at knotted strands of hair.

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Rin and I departed after I turned a left to get to Science. In there I sat beside the super weird Tei, only because I was assigned to sit with her, who lazily gazed at me with a devious smile. I snorted "What is your issue?" "I saw you." she replied thouroghly. "Do what?" I asked, pretending to not know what she was talking about. She raised and eyebrow "Don't play dumb with me, Hatsune. You dented a car. I taped the whole thing.". Okay, that was pretty scary. But, for the sake of my popularity, I kept my cool "Yeah, your stalking skills sure come in handy, don't they Tei?". She furrowed her eyebrows, as if she didn't know what I was talking about "Stalking skills?". I lifted the corner of my mouth into a cocky smirk "Don't play stupid with me, Sukone. Everyone knows that you stalk Len Kagamine for a living.". I could see the veins buldge out of her knuckles as she clenched her fist into a ball and gritted her teeth tightly. "Miku..." She growled "I was going to make a proposition with you...". A proposition, with Tei, this could get interesting. I cocked my head up, looking down at Tei "What's the catch?". She grinned her devil-worshiping grin, as if those sick thoughts of her crawled into her twisted mind, "I want you to convince Len Kagamine to go out with me. If you don't succeed, the least I could do is get you in trouble with this tape.". How did I see this coming? I sighed wearly "Fine enough. But for now, blame it on Miki...". The yandere nodded "Of course! You always do!" she claimed sarcasticaly. We turned to look away from eachother to pay attention to the teacher.

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Rin's P.O.V.

In all of English class, I couldn't help but think about Miku. It seems as if eversince her popularity, she became so cocky. She wasn't always like this. I remember when her and I would play together at recess time, blocking out the sounds of gossip, insults, back-talk, and all the other things she likes to talk about now. Her popularity flashed before my eyes. Next thing I knew, she was the sound of gossip, inults, back-talk, etc. But, I`m not completely ridden of that spell myself. I am completely sucked in too, but only because I am Miku`s best friend, and my twin brother Len, being the most popular guy in school. But, I have no choice to be someone that don`t want to be, just to keep Miku.

I sat beside my friend, Luka Megurine. She may come off a little cold, I have known her for 2 years, she`s actually pretty cool. She can speak well English, I remember when she tried teaching us English, that was one moment I could never forget. She`s really great to express your feelings to, but it seems as if that is the only reason Miku likes her...

As the teacher was writing down big words I couldn`t read on the chalkboard, I cupped my face in my hands. Luka glanced over with a small, considerate smile on her face "Is there anything troubling you, Rin?". Showtime. "Naw!" I sprung my head up with that boastful smile on my face, kicking up feet on the desk "The teacher was jus' gettin' to bore me, lulling me to sleep like a baby!". The tuna-lover rolled her eyes and turned to face the blackboard... Did you not see what I just did there... To whoever is reading, you are the only one who knows me. I feel as if I have to act the complete opposite of who I am just to please people, when really, I shouldn't care what they think of me...

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"Lunchtime!" Meiko yelped, digging into her bag. She pulled out what appeared to be a bottle of Beer. Luka cocked up an eyebrow as she gazed at it from the corner her eye "Meiko, alcoholic beverages are prohibited from school property." Meiko cackled "Luka, who do you think you are, my mother? I'm in grade 11. A senior. I can do whatever I want!". Luka sweatdopped at that statement Meiko should be embarrassed about and corrected her promptly "Meiko, the legal drinking age is 20.". Meiko's cheeks turned red with embarassment and she was silent like a dead-woman. I snickered, Luka and Meiko have the best arguments. Meiko because of her boastfully outgoing personality, and Luka because of her logical personality. At our table was a good majority of UTAU's, and a good chunk of vocaloid like : myself, Miku, Meiko, Luka, Len, Kaito, Gakupo, Sweet Ann, Leon, Lola, and Big Al. I sat between Miku and Gakupo. Gakupo creeps me out a little bit, so I turned to Miku and began "Hey Miku! How was second period class?". She turned around lifelessly and complained "UGH! I can't even go on about how annoying that Tei girl is!" "Did she make a proposition with you again about my brother?" "Yes, but this time, she made a good one...". For the first time in my life, I have never heard about Tei making a good proposition. She turned to Len, who was texting his tenth girlfriend this year. "Len, do you want to date Tei?" "-Never in my life-time would I ever." he simply stated, not bothering to look up from his phone. Miku cringed her eyebrows downward "But you have to." she hissed smoothly. Len jerked up from concentrating on the lighted screen in amazment "Wow... A proposition from Tei that was made to be taken seriously? No way!" Miku tapped her finger on the table "What is that supposed to mean?" she demanded. Len stretched out his arms "Well, when did you start getting so defensive over Tei? Remember how many times she threatened that she was going to kill you if you didn't get me to like her? She would ALWAYS get caught before she did anything to you. I'm surprised that she hasn't been thrown in an insane assylium." Miku nodded and things went silent between the two. "Hey everyone." she called for our attention, which she always has wrapped around her finger tip, she continued "I saw SF-A2 Miki dent a car with her bike...". There she goes again, starting our daily gossip. I always wondered why Miki always likes getting into so much trouble...

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There I was, in the school parking lot, standing there like an idiot, staring at my car, that was dented by a teal bycicle. It was the first day of work, and my car is dented... Oh bother, something told me that I should have taken the bus this morning. But I hardly ever listen to my concience. EVER.

I headed back through the main entrance, to the main office. There I found a girl with long strawberry red hair, crossing her arms and pouting. She glanced up at me "Hello." I began "What are you in here for?". She stood up and stood in a fighting position "It's none of your buisness, you stupid ******* son of a *****!". That was unnecessary. I continued, furrowing my eyebrows "What did I do to you, this seems a little inappropriate for such a yonug lady!" "I am NOT a GIRL!" she, who supposedly was meant to be a him, hissed hoarsely. I shrugged casually "Oh, I'm sorry, how can anyone tell? You're wearing a skirt, and have a feminin physique-". Next thing you know, he ran up to me, grasped hold of my nipples, no joke, and twisted them as hard as he could. I remember these back in high school, but, I had no idea that they were this painful. I knelt down to the ground in pain as that, thing, scurried outside of the office. "Wait, who are you!" I called for him, but he must have to far to hear me. I looked around the office until my eyes caught the secretary, shaking her head in utter disappointment. It seemed as if we were the only ones in that very room at the time. But I must say, this year is going to be a long one...

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Miki's P.O.V.

I was sitting at a table consisting of : myself, Iroha, Lily, Mizki, Yuuma, and Piko. It was quiet considering that the most of us were staring at Miku's table, envying her popularity. It was actually no fair, because Neru Akita is always complaining about how she will never be as popular as Miku, when she has more recognition than I, an actual vocaloid, have. Life can be so unfair sometimes. I split my chopsticks, and picked out some tempura. Iroha glanced over at me and grinned "Hey, Miki! I never got to ask, how was your first day today?" I sighed softly, replying softer "It was okay, how was yours?" the cat-obsessed pinkette smiled and stated proudly "Boring until I saw you, my good friend!". If there was anything I loved most about Iroha, is that she was never envious of anyone, she was pleased with her status of "That strange cat-loving hermit thing" that Miku likes to call her. (Well Miku, not everyone has to sound like a chipmunk on helium to be classified as what you would call a lady.). I turned over to Piko, who was always, not just envious, but enraged by Len's popularity with the ladies. He rested his chin on the lunch table. I couldn't help but feel so bad for him. "What's wrong with you, Piko-chu" I began, smiling softly, pretending that I had no idea what he was thinking. Piko sighed "Why did you just relate me to one of your crazy 'Poke-a-man' characters?". Everything went into silence as we all stared at Piko, amazed at him for not knowing what Pokemon was. "Pikochu!" Iroha sqeaked, everyone but Piko found that funny. As we continued talking, we faded into silence once again as we heard footsteps coming our way, but not ordinary footsteps, groundbreking footsteps, and who else would have those footsteps other than our beloved trap, Ritsu Namine, with those heavy metal rockets, where his chest is supposed to be."!" we heard him call.

Ritsu and I have a unique bond. I don't know how it happened, he was always that mean bully, and I was always that peaceful girl. I guess I just let him express himself. Alot of the Vocaloids neglected him, and I seem to get around with other unpopular ones. One day we, in grade six, we were both called to the office, he was bullying someone, again, and someone got me in trouble, again. I actually started a conversation, and we talked, and he started going on about how he feels. And now that I realize it, he is the one getting bullied. And as time went on, I started getting along with the Vipperloids because they all had problems that they needed to exhale (except for Teto, she seems to be good on Miku's standards).

He ran up to me and gave me a back breaking hug. As he squeezed me, I forced out a question "Di-idn't y-ou get in trou-ouble?". Ritsu carefully placed me down on where I was sitting "I met with this really hot guy!" he chirped very giddly. I tilted my head upward with twinkling eyes, "How hot?" I asked him eagerly. Ritsu answered prouldy, "So hot".

"So why did you run away?" I asked again, this time curious.

"Sorry, but what was I supposed to do if this random hot dude starts coming on to you, I was so scared I-"

"You titty-twisted him, didn't you?" I interrupted, already knowing what the answer was.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't help it!" he cried tearfully.

"Ritsu, you really are hopeless..." Iroha stated coldly, slurping back on a carton of milk. I don't know why, but Iroha is always so cruel to the Vippers, especially Ritsu. Ritsu seemed fairly embarassed by Iroha's statement, so I decided to step in. "Iroha! Please, apologize to Ristu, he didn't do anything to hurt you." I demanded. The cat-lover glanced at him with cat-like eyes "Fine enough. Sorry, Ritsu."

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I shared thrid period with Lily. So we departed from our little group when it came to our stop, we sat down in our desks waiting for our teacher to come in. This was Science class that we shared together, and good thing that I share this class with Lily; the only subject she really pays attention to is science. But, that's only because it involves big explosions, chemical changes, magnetic pulls, and the biology of how babies are born (Lily, you pervert!). I guess that we could help eachother out in this course I thought to myself as a pretty lady who was the teacher came in and carried on with her reagular schedule (her name, the course outline, etc.). She wrote what looked to be ten questions on the board, "Okay class, on the board here are ten review questions from last year. This is just a small quiz to test your knowledge from last year." she instructed, then continued "Remember to copy down and answer the questions on a lined sheet of paper. This is due at the end of the period!" she went over to her desk "Good Luck!" she chirped. The class groaned for a little but it transitioned to the sounds of pencils scratching on paper. I continued writing in answers, but at the same time, I kept a good eye on Lily to see if she was focused. She seemed focused alright! And I was happy for her.

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After fifteen minutes, I was finished (which was around the time that everyone else was finished too), I flipped over my test and put it at the front of my desk. I glanced over at Lily, who was still writing her test. "Do you need any help?" I offered in my regular happy mood, holding out my hand to Lily. "Nah, Miki, I'm okay!" she responded , eyes glued to the paper. I straightened my back, "Are you sure?", I reassured. "Yes Miki..." she responded again, only sounding more irritated. I strainghtened my back now straight enough so I could read what Lily was actually writing. She was writing a letter to Meiko, a grade 11 student in a grade ten class. This is what I read.:

Hey Meiko-buddy,

How about you, me, and Haku go clubbing again tomorrow night! I'm looking forward to going to this new one that recently opened on Sunday. Our meeting place will be at my mothers place (Do NOT panic, because she won't be home until three months from now, and I've already set up some false ID. My plan at this night club is to get hooked up with some super hot, cool, foreigner, with a super hot/cool accent and get-

That was as much as I wanted to read...

I leaned over to Lily "Lily, do you really do this often?" I whispered harshly. Lily coiled to face me, her fist right in front of my face, with her thumb sticking out. "All the time!" she stated with a goofy smirk on her face. I turned around to face the teacher, picnching the bridge of my nose in utter disappointment.

I worry for that girl.

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Meiko's P.O.V.

I was sitting peacefully in Science class, with my feet on my desk and my arms behind my head. Hell NO! I'm not going to write that stinking test, it's a stupid waste of time and space. I'm in grade eleven, kiddos, I'm a genius! "Meiko, you have your feet, on my test paper." that girl with the twin-drills claimed, a little irritated. I twirled my hair in my fingers "You know, you look alot like that deformed, creepy little mascot thing on one of my favourite drinks!" I admitted openly. The mascot glared at me "Meiko, you're drunk again, aren't you?".

"Why would you think like that?" I interrogated her, defensively, folding my arms over my chest.

"You can't even remember who I am!" she expalined, sounding a little hurt.

"Ooh!", I tweeted, with sparkles in my eyes "I love guessing games! Let me guess, is your name... Little Red!"

"Meiko, you shouldn't forget my name that easily!" she stated.

"Lilith?"

"Do I look like a vixen to you?"

"Yeah, you're way too flat to be vixenous"

"..."

"Is your name... Penelope? You do look like a Penelope!"

"..."

"Captain Twin Drills!"

"DEFINITELY NOT!" she barked.

We sat there in silence, her head was tilted downward and I didn't move an inch. "You must be named Penelope, that's my final offer!" I declared sternly. "Just get your feet off my test paper." she demanded. "Fine, fine!" I exhaled as I put my feet down. When I turned to face the board, some sort of light object hit the back of my head. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!" I yelped. My classmates around me stared at me strangely as I began searching around my spot for whatever the hell that was, I found a little paper airplane, on the side it read :

Lily Invites you out, Meiko Sakine.

I turned back to Lily, who was one of the many people with that strange expression on her face. I snapped my fingers, bent over towards her on my chair so that I could put my arm on her desk, and lazily grinned "Babe, you know I don't swing that way." To my surprise, I was heavier than I thought, I snapped a leg of my chair and fell down but first. The teacher came rushing over to me, who was snickering like a mad-woman right now, swung my arm over her shoulder, and guided me to the door. Before we left to where-ever she was taking me, she coiled her head back to face the class "Don't fool around too much while I'm gone. I'll be back shorter than you think.". She finally sprinted us out into the hallway..

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Finally, we were at what it looked to be like the school office. I couldn't really tell because, well, Captain Twin Drills was right, I am WASTED! My teacher sat me down on one of the chairs as she came to the front desk. But because I was too drunk to lift my head, I only listened to her conversation with the secretary:

"Hello, Ms. Kotobuki, what may I do for you this fine afternoon?"

"Good day, Hinagiku! I was just dropping off a student, she is incredibly intoxicated and I think it would be necessary if you booked her in for the infirmary." my teacher explained

"Meiko Sakine?" the secretary

"Yes."

"Can do!"

"Thank you, Hinagiku!"

"Hello." I heard a male voice come in to the conversation. I would look to see who that was, but I was already falling asleep to the pounding rhythm in my head ache.

He continued, "Do you know the directions to room 413"

"Yes, but to get there, I suggest you take the elevator." my teacher giggled. "Each floor has around 100 rooms each, that means that the room you are looking for is on the forth floor. Just go to the very East side of the building, there you will see Elevators, once you reach the fourth floor, just walk West until you find 413." she instructed.

"Why thank you, so much -"

"Ms. Hanako Kotobuki."

"Well, Ms. Kotobuki, thank you."

"No, problem. But may iquire, are you new, and what is your name?

"Why yes, I am new, and my namie is-"

... (Meiko has zoned off...)

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Now that I have simple directions , finding my room won't become a wild goose chase. I'm looking foreward to my class, this is really my first day of work, so what's not worth being excited about?

I walked into the elevator with a blonde teen and what looked to be his girlfriend. As it was going up I glanced the blonde one holding hands with his partner. When I was his age, I had no time for socializing, or skipping classes just to socialize. I worked, in which to alot of my classmates, I was cold. But, I made it successful. The only thing I worry about now, because I never really communicated with any of my classmates, I don't think that I'd be the fun, outgoing teacher that kids love. But, I can at least I can try to explain lessons thoroughly so they could understand better.

I let out a huge sigh as the elevator doors opened. I headed over to my class when that same trap (the incident of my purple nipples.) stopped me in my path. I raised an eyebrow, what could he possibly need now? He looked up at me (I am taller than him anyway) with teary eyes. It kind of made me feel bad for being mad at him. "I thought about it..." he started, covering his mouth with his perfectly manicured hand, I was eager to hear what he was going to say next. "I'm so-sorry! I was just so scared!" he wimpered. I laughed "Don't worry about a thing, I'm okay!". I leaned over to ruffle the top of his head. Just then, out of no where, he surprise-attacked me, kicking me in a place no man likes talking about getting kicked. I fell down to the ground, in pain once again, and the trap ran off once again. "Ha ha! I will never apologize to the likes of you!" he hollared. I couldn't even speak, either because the pain was unreal, or because this situation is extremely awkward. I picked my self up off of the ground (it was a struggle, don't get me wrong) and awkwardly limped to my fourth period room. I stopped right in front of the door and searched through my pockets... Oh ****... I lost the keys...The bell will ring in... I flipped open my cell phone to find that the bell rings in ... "TEN MINUTES!" I panicked. I hurdled over to the elevator, on a journey to recover my missing keys.

3rd Person P.O.V.

[RIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGG]

That was the bell... the new teacher still hasn't found the keys. He continuously searched and searched. "Hey, did you lose something?" questioned a familiar voice. The man searched for the source to the sound, and as he would have guessed it, Ms. Kotobuki stood against the door frame. The man chuckled "Actually yes, I lost my key to my fourth period class." she giggled, shaking her head "I can help you, I have 413 for my first period class, so I could walk up with you and open your door. He blushed a little out of embarrassment "Please and thank you." he chuckled nervously. She lead him over to the West elevators only to find out that that are closed. "W-what?" she questionned herself, as she read sign:

ELEVATORS: CLOSED FOR WAXING.

... "SINCE WHEN DID ELEVATORS NEED TO BE WAXED!" she hollared loudly enough to frighten the new teacher. Seeing that she did so, she let out a large exhale "Fine enough, we'll just take the stairs...". She swiftly twisted her direction to face the new teacher , "but, we'll have to take 4 flights of stairs, and we'll have to be extra careful; I'm not a professional at walking with high heels on.". The man nodded shyly and the two walked up the stairs.

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The kids were impatiently waiting outside of 413. "WHERE THE HELL IS OUR TEACHER!" Miku spazzed. "Wow Miku, what an annoying set of lungs you've got there!", Miki smirked crookedly, Iroha laughed at Miki's comment. Rin stepped in of defense for her best friend "Wow Miki, who would be fail enough to crash their bike into someones car on the first day of school?" "What are you talking about? Spreading rumors again are we, Rin?" Lily teased. "How immature of you to step in on an argument that didn't involve you, Lily, especially when you can't think of anything good to say." Luka sneered. The girls have officially got them selves into a fiasco of insults (the other classmates got a kick out of the fight, so one wnt to go fetch himself some popcorn.) until they heard Ritsu's footsteps. They all looked up to see what Ritsu was doing. He was doing nothing more than just walking casually over to the door, whistling a tune, and spinning a ring of keys around his finger. As he was unlocking the door, Miki cocked up an eyebrow "Ristu, those wouldn't happen to be our teachers keys, would they?" . "I hope not!" he chirped "because I just stole them from this one teacher, just to see him panic, and he just so happened to have the keys to our fourth period class!" . Iroha facepalmed "Ritsu, you moron, what if that was our teacher?" Ritsu shivered "Ummm, I hope not, that was that really hot guy I talked about at lunch.". Iroha hit her forehead repeatedly at the wall "You really are hopeless.." she chanted lifelessly. Once Ritsu opened the door all the kids rushed to pick their seats.

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"Well, those 4 flights of stairs were the most annoying flights of stairs I have ever climbed. In my whole career as a teacher. Ever." Hanako declared. The man panted following her, but then she suddenly stopped at the sight of 413 being open and heard sounds of teenagers. The 2 teachers stood beside each other; one confused on how the kids got in there, and the other not really impressed with the other because he made walk up 4 flights of stairs in high heels. "Well, see you later..." Hanako said as she left down the hallway. The man couldn't help but feel a little bad. I owe her... Big time. he thought to himself as he stepped foot into the classroom. As we was walking to his desk, certain eyes were following him. Miku's eyes widened, she leaned into Rin, who was just as wide eyed, "Rin, was that super hot guy that just walked in our class our teacher?" she murmured. Rin's eyes were glued onto that sexy beast, so she didn't even bother to cast her friend a glance "I hope so!" she admitted giddly. Luka's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when he walked past her (considering that she sat at the very front of the classroom) and just smelling his scent just made her do a little happy dance, Miki's heart fluttered, Iroha's eyes popped out of her sockets, and Lily attempted to make sexy cougar noises as loud as she could, but he couldn't hear anything due to the laughter and talking of the kids. Better luck next time Lily! He set down his suit case and hushed the class to silence. " I'm so sorry, I had such a bad day today." he apologized sincerely "Someone rammed their bike into my car and I seemed to have lost my keys." he then explained, pretending to laugh at his bad luck, but really, it killed him a little bit on the inside. Miku froze stiff on that bit of information about the car. She raised up her hand firmly and caught his attention. "Sir, I saw a certain little red head do it purpose!" Miku explained, batting her long lashes at him flirtasiously. She was meaning to point at Miki, but it seemed as if she was pointing at another little red head that looked strangely alot like Miki. And obviously, he followed Miku's direction and noticed Ritsu, spinning his ring of keys around his finger, without noticing the new teacher due to the headphones playing music in his ears. The man approached Ritsu's desk and tapped on his shoulder. Ritsu froze and rose his head up slowly until he made eye contact with the man, who did NOT seem impressed, Ritsu shivered after the man snatched the keys out of his hands, then the traps headphones off of his ears. The man sneered "What's your name?" Ritsu sunk into his chair "Ritsu Namine." he answered hesitanly. "Mr. Namine, you have hurt me too much today. Go to the office. NOW!" the man demanded. He saw guilt and a little bit of fear form tears in Ritsu's eyes, but he's not falling for that again! Ritsu lowered his head as he walked out. The new teacher tried his best to ignore Ritsu, so he began as if Ritsu wasn't there at all.

"Hello, my name is Kiyoteru Hiyama. But please, call me Mr. Hiyama!" the new teacher confessed.

His name is so cool! The girls thought to themselves.

"To be honest, I feel bad that I kicked Ritsu out of class. I hope I wasn't too harsh on him!"

So foreward and in control, yet so considerate and modest! How sweet!

"And if you need to talk about any problem you have, at any time, I'll be there for you because I want to see you guys happy!"

He's so caring, how romantic!

"For your course outline, you don't need to focus to much on that, it's not that important! You could read it at home."

Easy going too! How sexy!

"Let's begin with introdu-"

"YAAAWWNN" Meiko interrupted with her back hunched over lazily, and her eye lids drooped down to her cheek bones. Kiyoteru folded his arm "Excuse me, are you not that girl I saw at the office third period?" he asked. Meiko stretched, "Huh, I haven't seen you ever in my life... I can't even see anything right now!" she complained. Kiyoteru sat on his desk,

"Are you sure you are in the right class?" he questionned.

"Sir, I can't see anything but black, so I can't tell."

"What's your name?"

"Meiko Sakine."

"Then you are in the right class!"

"How do you know, the world is nothing but complete darkness."

Kiyoteru cupped his face in his hand as kids all around the room were snickering.

"Meiko, did you forget to open your eyes?" Kiyoteru asked simply, burying his face deeper into his hand.

"Oh yeah!" Meiko rubbed her eyes. Once she opened them, she opened them wide, she could have sworn that she saw an angel. "Whoa! I have NEVER seen you in my life!" she confessed, "Where were you my whole life, Heaven?". The class cackled (the other girls were not pleased though) and Kiyoteru's face heated up. He never had anyone say that to him as a teenager, so he didn't know whether to feel embarrassed or a little flattered. "Please, Meiko, just take a seat." he instructed, attempting to hide his tomato red face. Meiko searched around the room "Doesn't look like any of them are free. Mind if sit on you, sexy stranger?" she teased, seeing that Kiyoteru's face was ketchup red, which was an uproar to the class. shoulders "Whatever, I think you're missing out." she claimed as she took a seat beside Defoko and Luna. Kiyoteru exhaled deeply, he didn't realize how hard it was to teach, especially now-a-days. The class was completely quiet, so Kiyoteru inhaled to start speaking. "Howdy y'all, what did I miss?" Gumi interrputed, walking into the class with chocolate cookie in one hand, a chocolate milk in the other. Kiyoteru rolled his eyes then directed them at Gumi, he was about to say something, but she already fainted before he said anything.

...

The class was awkardly quiet.

Oh yes, Kiyteru thought, this year is going to be a really long one.

Well, tell me, what'cha think? Please rate and review ;-) ! (If you didn't like it, please tell me what I need to change, I learn from that! If you didn't like the story at all, I'm sorry that you did not enjoy it.) Anyway:

Yuki will come in soon, mabye in like, chapter 3 or 4.

Kay, this is how I coordinated the characters: Miku is that really bitchy, cocky popular kid (I think alot of people would get really cocky if they were that popular.). Rin is that little, snappy, Miku follower. Well, she already confessed why she acted that way, soooo...Luka is a tsundere. (EGAD!). Miki is your typical smart cookie. Lily's a raver. Iroha is a mystery. We can tell she's optimistic and friendly, but she is hiding something from Miki. (OOOOOOH! ). Meiko is a problem child... Or an idiot... Gumi is the idiot from Osaka (Azumanga Daioh joke.).

Hanako Kotobuki is CLEARLY my OC.

Iroha, the Vippers,UTAU's, Lily, and ESPECIALLY Gumi, will have bigger parts in the story. (I made Gumi come in REALLY late on purpose just for comical purposes!)

Tei haters shall die! Lol (Jokes)!

I might add in some refrence to other vocaloid songs!

Stay in tune!

-Rocky!