It was already eight. Crap. It would take at least twenty minutes to make it from the girl's dorm to class if she ran. She was late, again. It wasn't her fault it was the shitty alarm – if only it was a bit louder. She looked to the side of her bed; Luka had left breakfast and a note. Let's see when you'll get up this time, I hope it's not too cold by the time you get up – love Luka. Why that little. Why didn't she wake her up? Isn't that a roommate's job to look out for her fellow roommate?

There was a plate of toast and scrambled eggs on the little table next to her bed. She stuffed her mouth with eggs then with toast and washed it all down with orange juice. Then she hurried and put on her uniform there wasn't time to fix her hair into twin tails so she just put it in an up do.

Even though her hair was messy it still looked good. She began to walk as fast as she could to the main building where her classes were. She was a second year in Axcell Academy a place for the musically talented. Or so it said.

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She walked into the gates of the main building panting and puffing. Luka was waiting for her at the entrance. "Exactly fifteen minutes to spare, impressive!" Miku was struggling to breathe. "Why you little! Why didn't you wake me up?!" Luka let out a sigh, "I did – three times. I just figured you were tired so I let you sleep after all, you were up whole night last night studying for the test today."

"Well, that's because that stupid math teacher was all like 'Hehehe, hohoho surprise math test tomorrow!' Isn't this shitty school supposed to teach music not math?" Luka covered her mouth with both hands trying to suppress her laughter.

"The teacher has a name you know, and he sounds nothing like your impression of him. Besides, he told us we were getting a math test last week. And you know every well we have special classes for music that's why it's a five year school instead of three." Miku let out a sigh. "Okay, okay Miss. Know-it-all, let's just go to class."

When they opened the doors to go into the main hall there was a large crowed of students assembled screaming and shouting in excitement. "What the hell is this?!" There was so much people here pushing and shoving it seemed like the whole of the student body was assembled. Well she wouldn't call it an assembly, if she knew any better it was like a huge crowd of fan girls even though there were also dudes, maybe their inner fan girl had been unleashed. The thought made her laugh.

Luka looked at her like if she was going crazy. "I heard there were some new transfer students, they were part of some band called Volcaloid I think." So she was wright, it was a crowd of fan girls.

"Well I really don't care let's just hurry up to class. If I'm late one more time I'll get detention." They pushed and shoved their way through the crowed. They were almost at the middle when she saw them. There were five of them a boy with long purple hair, a girl with short blonde hair, a girl with long blonde hair - she looked like a super model straight out of a magazine, a boy with blue hair and in the center of them was a god.

Well, at least he looked like what she taught a god would look like. His skin was in the same league as snow, his eyes were aqua blue like two frozen twin pools with never ending depths, his blonde hair fell into his face and flowed down his neck gently feathering out near his shoulders like a golden waterfall.

Wait, what the hell was she thinking? She never thought of any guy like that no matter how God like their looks were. He shot her a glance. His gaze captivating hers so she couldn't look away, his lips curved into a smirk and he looked away.

Oh, just great, he probably thinks I'm some other love crazy fan girl now. Not that she cared. At least that's what she told herself. She had to get to class or she wouldn't hear the end of it from Mr. What's-his-name. For some reason she was never too good at remembering names only faces.

She could describe her home room teacher's face to anybody, he looked like Lucifer himself she was sure he ate babies for breakfast and this place was like hell where he would come and torture the poor souls of innocent children. So unless she wanted to be tortured by Satan today, she had to get to class.

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All these girls were really starting to annoy him. Ever since he came to this school people would flock around them like moths to a flame. "Hey Rin, do we really have to do this? We might get crushed by fans. I know Lilly wouldn't want to ruin that perfect face of hers and all." Kaito would do anything to get out of his responsibilities.

"Of course you idiot! It's necessary for our public figure to make an appearance and basically the whole of the student body are our fans and our fans are number one to us!" And Rin would always scold him.

"Remember Len, you promised that you would have lunch with me today!" Lilly reminded him. They were on their way from the private dorms to the main building. Last night Lilly had asked him so many times to have lunch with her he couldn't say no anymore. He made a deal with the devil.

"No fair! How come Len gets to have lunch with Lilly? Rin will you have lunch with me pleaasseee!" Kaito was annoying he was just way too cheerful. It was annoying. "No problem!" Rin chirped. "What about you Gakupo? You wanna have lunch with us too?" Rin chirped at Gakupo and smiled at him in a if you don't say yes I'll murder you with a butter knife kind of way. "I don't see why not."

"Alright then it's settled well all have lunch together!" He was so glad that Rin came to that conclusion on her own. She saved him from a date with the devil. "I said I wanted to have lunch with Len n-" Len cut her off before she could protest any further, "I really don't mind."

Lilly's lips turned into a scowl. But before she could say anything they arrived at the main building.

As soon as they stepped foot into the main hall what seemed to be the entire school surrounded them screaming and shouting. Some girls were even fighting over who was better.

Some girls were asking him for his autograph just when he caught site of a girl who was trying to push her way through the crowd. Some of her teal hair fell into her face while the rest was in an elegant but messy at the same time up-do reveling her slender neck. She looked so fragile that if you were to push her too hard she might break into tiny pieces.

He caught her looking at him, her forest green eyes studying him, but all he could was her face although he wouldn't mind seeing the rest of the body too. The taught made his lips curve into a seductive smirk and quickly looked away.

Just then the bell rang and he saw what seemed to be a spark of fear flow through the girl's eye.