Author's notes: Firstly I do not own Bleach or any of its characters but most of the characters in this story are my own made up ones.

Secondly this story was a fun project me and my friends came up with so I cannot take all the credit so thanks Kwa-zu, Ghost ,JP, Ben!

Lastly please enjoy the chapter

' I swear this teacher lives to make a my life a living hell' I internally screamed while rushing down the long shadowed hall ways littered with people who just didn't seem like they were going to move anytime soon. I was already annoyed as I was late for break and these people weren't helping. As is my naturally tendency I went from partially annoyed to mad to flaming furious in under 20 seconds. I was nearly about to flame grill the people in front of me when I was reminded by Zenkantou of yesterday's incident in Zampakuto 101. I flinched as I remembered and quickly took a short cut. Which in this school means jumping off the third floor railing to the ground floor.

My name is Zenith Raykiush or you can call my Zenray for short. Allow me to be the first to welcome you to Shore High School or formally known as Special Humans of Reiatsu Extremes High School. Before we continue let me explain nestled within society there are always those humans that are effected by reiatsu given off by the planet and its surroundings , you see its natural for all humans and living objects to have reiatsu some just have larger amounts than others and this gives them special abilities some can not only see dead souls they can use these abilities for defense and offense and if these abilities are not controlled at a young age they become unstable and can possibly kill the owner and the people around them . I am part of a special institution that trains and nurtures humans with extreme reiatsu from all over the world and that is Shore, we act like l a normal school on the outside but were really a bunch of kids learning how to control reiatsu an fend of hollows.

I causally (because I could get in a lot of trouble for unauthorized shunpoing) walked past teachers and students as well as classes and training dojos were tired students lay passed out on the floor. After a quick trip to find my body I made my way to the east end gardens were my friend's awaited but first nature called. If Warren were here he would probably scold me for having such a weak bladder… (Don't ask we always argue about weird things). I took a quick glance in the mirror before I left, to make sure everything was in place. The reflection that stared back at me had piercing red eyes that seemed quite exhausted (well no joke I was studying really hard last night for today's exams.) Although if I had to say so myself they did complement my narrow face, strands of midnight black hair lay claim to my forehead as my fridge lazily falls into my eyes becoming part of my eyelashes. This hair does not run far as it touches my shoulders softly gliding over them and the material that is my shirt. I wear a small black strap top and brown shorts nothing overboard free and comfortable. Accessorized by long black faded boots- that have seen the rooftops for far too long- and cut off black gloves. To finish off a red feather gently dangles from the tip of my hair. My zampakuto.

Satisfied I left the bathroom and not surprising there was JP searching her locker most properly for her stow away lunch. She is one of my closest friends along with the only other girl in our group. If you wanted to know JP stands for Priscilla Jefferson but backwards. I started to walk over to her; I found it quite odd she was the oldest in our group being seventeen, me, Warren and Ben sixteen and Jono fifteen. Yet she was the shortest and most defiantly the toughest although unsuspected due to her never fading smile. Her long extravagant red locks run down to her waist neatly combed back. Soft kind and generous green eyes stare confusingly into her locker as she searches for her lunch. Very fashionable in her uptake as she is dresses in a green tank top with a symbolic black snake coiling around the fabric. The head straightened out just below her collar bone. Black jeans are rounded off with a simple black belt and green and black leather sneakers (her favorite colors'.) She always knows how to accessorize with a silver dragon necklace glimmering in the sunlight a present from Ben. And a group of bangles making sound effects as she strides. Stylish and free spirited that's JP for you.

I suddenly stopped and my eyes widened for right behind my best friend stood the schools biggest bully. Tiran was not to be messed with he is currently in matric and gets top marks for physical strength class. The look on his face says everything… his not happy.

'Hey there girly' he smirked and banged the locker door shut in her face, 'heard you beat up my bother in combat class' his eyes narrowing slightly. JP slowly turned her head and tilted it to the side saying in her calm and gentle voice 'what of it?' This obviously didn't sit too well with Tiran who just got madder and stood up straight to make himself look more treating. 'Well I think it's time for some payback' the smirk reappearing. JP just shrugged her shoulders turned around and began shuffling through her locker again. Tiran raised his arm his clenched fist aimed right for her. My only thoughts 'this poor idiot'. The minute he swung his fist it collided with the locker door, stunned at what happened he didn't notice JP jumped on top of him, as he looked up all he saw was her upside down hands on his shoulders and back completely straight. Then she flipped holding onto his shoulders taking Tiran in a 180 degree toss and he landed on the floor in a giant crater completely knocked out.

Everyone around them who had stopped to watch the fight starred at Tiran for a few moments and just continued on with their conversations. I walked over to JP using him as a door mat. 'You know I think you might've gone too far' I turned to her raised eyebrow with a cocky smile 'he had it coming' she half giggled out. After eventually finding her lunch we made our way to the east garden it wasn't very special or anything it was basically just a patch of grass with some trees in the front of the school but since the second year at Shore, since I became friends with JP and them this was officially dubbed as our spot.

There -as expected- stood Benjamin like the gentleman he is, standing waiting for us to come before he sits and digs into his lunch. He is the tallest and most properly the sweetest of us all he softly smiles at everyone he meets. His brown eyes always convey a feeling of happiness and peace. Although the most gentle also a serious force to be dealt with as his physical strength tops most of the school including Tiran. In desperate need of a haircut his long black locks hang down to his shoulders nearly as long as mine. It a truly a funny sight to see if he uses his zampakuto. Think about it like this electricity plus hair equals oversized porcupine on your head. Due to his more physical classes he wears an easy to work in wardrobe made of a black top and worn out jeans. That are torn by the knees allowing you to see his pale white legs. To top it off a pair of steel tor boots to give him that bad boy look. The look JP most properly fell for.

My instincts went haywire when I noticed a certain immature somebody was not with him at the moment. We made our way over to him but not before I got a ceremonious poke in the side I turned around to find Warren grinning at me. Warren he has soft blue eyes that seem overly excited and open to the world and all the pleasure therein. Strands of unruly brown hair-that refuses to stay down- just above his forehead creep down as it grows a look only he can pull off. Although small in stature big in heart with a smile constantly gracing his face. Naturally a purple top overly designed in patterns and insignia are complemented by cargo pants, that pockets are always stuffed with some or other object that he found along his path. They drab along his utterly torched white sneakers. Lastly to top it off a gold square watch sits on his left arm. He is the joker of the group who knows how to constantly keep you laughing and unfortunately distracted.

'You little…'I screamed and started chasing after him ' hahaha you don't really think you can catch me do you'

'you just wait and see if you remember correctly with have Kido class together' I replied fist in the air; I had to give up he was the fastest person in the school when you raced against him you don't compete to get a first spot you compete for the second.

We all took our spots flinging the unwanted bags off books in the centre. Warren sat next to me and got a quick punch in the arm- payback for the poke. After a few short conversations basically consisting how well we were doing in our exams, we were graced with the presence of our last group member Jonathan Anderson. Be afraid, very afraid my quite monotones friend is more than meets the eye. Don't let his perfect posture fool you, let your guard down and you'll be his next science experiment. Blood and death are some of Jono's favorite words. He looks quite and sweet and doesn't talk very much. His wardrobe is that of a very upstanding citizen. Jeans and sneakers with a red shirt (need I tell you why it's red). He has a narrow face and dark brown inconspicuous eyes that you can never quit read properly. Yes I know he sounds a little scary but his ability to stay calm in battle and his knowledge come in handy. That and he has a very soft spot for his friends and family he is very overprotective over them although he'll never admit it.

He sat down next to Warren who was biting of the last of his hated brown bread that he was forced to consume by his mother. He looked over to Jono eyes narrowing ' what happened with Tim?' he questioned catching all of our attentions we stared at him waiting for the reply. 'Who's Tim' Jono asked with a puzzled look on his face. This nearly made me spit out my Fanta 'the new physiologist, didn't you go see him today?' I said half chocked 'oh so that was his name' Jono replied with a smile on his face 'I told him he had confidence problems and that he relied too heavily on his textbooks for assistance, that and he wasn't worthy of being called a doctor and was a disgrace to the society of humans. After that he broke down crying and ran out' at the end of his sentence Jono shrugged and each of us sighed. I turned to Warren 'number?' I asked raising a eyebrow Warren coughed out his words as he replied ' twen..ty ..two' another group sigh. None of us took it too heart that was who Jono was he wasn't open with just anyone and was critical. The only reason the teachers send him to the shrink is because of his obsession with blood which, apparently they thought he was using to hide some inner emotions and needed to talk about it. We don't really get it but we don't worry about him the teachers just don't know him like we do and one thing we know that they don't seem to get is that a shrink is just going to be traumatized after seeing him.

The break went on as usual we laughed and joked and Warren nearly made my Fanta come out my nose. Until our usual topic a raised.

'Did you read the latest manga of Bleach' JP smiled as she bit into her apple (she always ate healthy technically I was the unhealthy eater in the group)

'Yeah it was awesome I was expecting Aizen to just give in and leave out off the blue like that, Freak I fought there was going to be a epic battle!' Warren stated

'Oh yeah and Hitsu is back' me and JP squealed to the dismay of the boys surrounding us

'Don't you think its incredible how an ex-member of this very school went and made such a cool anime' I said lolling back to lie on my bag

'Yeah, and everyone else thinks it's an imaginary show' Warren grinned

'Well' Jonathan replied in a monotonous tone 'most of it is unreal it's just the basic storyline of hollows and people of high sprit energy that's real'

'But wouldn't it be just great if it was real' Ben replied smirking as he daydreamed

'A real Hitsugaya hey I could live with that' me and JP said simultaneously and everyone brook out into laughter.

Then the bell rang the sound of doom in our ears it felt as though the sky turned black. Truly I was not in the mood for Zampakuto 101

Skool society fun book.

Zenray: Today we will be seeing what is in Warrens pockets. ( turns and nodes to Warren.

Warren: ( Shuffles in pockets and bring out a serviette)

Zenray: Why do you have a serviette in your pocket?

Warren: It had guinea fowls on it and I love them

Zenray (shrugs shoulders and allows warren to carry on)

After 10 minutes a pile of junk lies on the floor consisting of a rock, small guinea fowl statue, a toothpick, tooth brush, one mint etc

Warren: What's this?

Zenray: It looks like bread

Warren: Oh so that's what happened to last week's bread. Zenray hey Zenray where did you go?

Authors notes:Hey guys so that's the end of the first chapter if you're wondering yes this is a bleach related story and Hitsugaya and the other characters will make their appearance soon. Oh and don't get confused with me and Zenray the character I will make a note when I talk Please review it will be highly appreciated.