Three reasons
Summary: She definitely looked like she owned the place. I had to laugh; what a cocky first year.

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There are three reasons why...

I'm an idiot.

She's an idiot.

We're both idiots.

I'm not kidding.


It all started back in high school; everyone was either excited or deflated at the beginning of the new school year. I was by the school's entrance, hanging back from the rest of the growing crowds still lingering outside of the building. Our third year here and nothing looked any different, aside from the new batch of first years pouring in with stressful or determined atmospheres. While looking at all of them, I couldn't help but smile reassuringly at those who looked my way; I gave them a wave.

Gakupo, my samurai obsessed friend, nudged my rib when he saw me doing that. "You're going to be creating another fan base, buddy!" He shuddered in fright. "And we don't need any of our fan bases growing any larger, you hear?" He gave a threatening expression, leaning in forward and I leaned back, trying to create further distance. Gakupo has a thing against large crowds following wherever he went. That didn't happen in our first year – it was mainly me who got a plethora of people following me – in our second year, my purple-haired friend started gaining attention from the opposite sex. He started freaking out.

"Ha!" Meiko laughed and slapped Gakupo on the back. It sounded like it really hurt – I winced and I wasn't the one who got the bad end of it! – and also, Gakupo's face sort of told the whole story too. "I'm impressed that you two idiots managed to have a fan base at all! Honestly." She shook her head, disappointed that a population of her sex actually created a fan base for her two idiotic friends. It's not that surprising - Gakupo and I aren't that unattractive. I'm saying in the least narcissistic way possible. We aren't, by all means, terrible looking.

"O-Oh Meiko..." Gakupo seethed through an aching, distorted expression as he tried to refrain from physically attacking the girl. "I-If only you could get your eyes and brain checked, you'd see what fantastic specimen you have standing before you!"

He was not...

A mischievous gleam lightened in his eyes and my stomach fell.

He was.

Oh c'mon, I do some pretty idiotic things, occasionally being the one who planned some of them, but this guy was being suicidal at the moment! He couldn't possibly. Oh man. I feel like I was shaking in my dress shoes at the moment. Don't say it, for the love of it all, Gakupo, don't be a freaking idiot.

"Are you just jealous that my fans have our attention, Meiko?" he cooed and I face palmed.

Oh seriously, Gakupo, you're going to die.

I heard the sound of a fist cracking and I freaked out. This was Meiko, our childhood friend Meiko, who could have secured a spot in a gang at the tender age of ten. She had a face that looked passive-aggressive, but anyone, who could clearly read the obviously murderous atmosphere around her, could read the "You are so dead" signs fluttering from her person. The two of us froze and I placed a hand on my samurai obsessed friend's shoulder, a solemn expression splashed on my features.

He turned to me with frightened eyes, questioning on what to do in this deathly situation.

"Meiko," I said seriously and she gave me a fiery look. I nodded and pushed Gakupo forward. "He's all yours!" I yelled happily and dashed off, hearing the cries of my friend.

"Traitor!"

I'm sorry, Gakupo! I'll live out your life alongside mine!

Dramatic, I know, but seriously, if you had friends like Meiko or Gakupo, then you'd know how this would be; A.K.A you would not want to be in that crossfire like a sitting duck.

I stopped by the fences that surrounded the school, narrowly dodging a pack of gamers, who were playing mobile games on their cell phones. They looked so into it, I would've felt bad for crashing into their net games. I began to mentally check off a list that formulated in my head to see if I was in the safe zone.

No fiery temper flaring behind me and especially no cries of help directing themselves in a clear path leading to me. Cool, I was in the safe zone. With another breath of relief, there was the sound of a broken bell jingling, almost as if it was dying to sing.

I perked my head up and there she was. A girl, who I've never seen around the school, rode swiftly by me with a speed that would match a motorcycle. ...Was it a motorcycle? Then she came back, but slower and this time I caught a good look of her. It felt like time slowed down - like in one of those sappy movies I try to avoid - and then the sound of her bike's bell rang - and I felt my heart race. ...Oh great, just great, I was falling for two clichés at the same time!

Nah it couldn't have been that stupid 'love at first sight' drabble that I hear about from Gakupo when he talks about the latest girl he had his eye on. To be honest, I think he just says all that stuff around me because he wants to make Meiko jealous or something. I don't know. It's hard to tell between those two. Anyway, I was not hypnotized by her sudden arrival because of love. I was only in high school. Third year, to be exact! Lovewas just a foreign word. There could've been other reasons like...

It could've been her appearance. When I saw her riding in her long hair sashayed against the wind that blurred past her, almost like she was some sort of bird diving to snatch its prey with its feathery wings flirting with the sky. Her uniform was undoubtedly baggy, almost as though she was wearing one that would fit a boy twice her size; her fingers barely escaped her sleeves and her skirt was longer than other girls'. And dressing her eyes were a messy looking pair of glasses, round rim and a crack somewhere on the left lens. This was definitely not how most girls here looked at such a prestigious school; it was almost as if she rebelled against the proper dress code.

Or it could be because she peddled like mad on a bicycle in order to get to school on time where as others took the bus, had their parents driven them or walked. Of course, it's not strange to see someone riding a bike here, but one where it looked like it was from outer space with rainbow streamers tied in bows around the handle bars and a badly woven basket? Yeah...that's pretty out there. ...But for some reason, I had to grin and laugh when she stuck the landing, skidding to a stop and almost crashed into a bunch of gossiping girls who were blocking the entrance to the school courtyard. They gave her an earful of complaints, but she merely waved them off, telling them that it was their fault of not getting out of the way. My grin grew wider.

Maybe, it could've been how she hopped off her bike, adjusted it to the rack and then fixed her bag. There was a rough yet, somehow charming way she did that. Weird, I know, but at that moment it wasn't; it was almost as if I was watching a carefully crafted performance being made. ...It was a strange phenomenon indeed.

Why in the world was I so entranced?

She then spun on her heel with her long hair sashaying behind her and her hands grasped tightly around her bag's handle. The mystery girl strutted towards the school building in such a style that it would deceive people into thinking she owned the school.

The group of girls, who were furious about what happened earlier, started causing a commotion - in which everyone wanted to watch. Instead of back talking, the girl merely allowed them to finish with a poker face and when they finally did, the glasses girl just waved her hand; the sleeve engulfing her petite looking hand completely.

"You're blocking my way," she informed dully and there were so much shocked faces that people started laughing. The girls were so stunned that they allowed the bike girl to walk past them, her school bag over her shoulder and her free hand over her hip.

She definitely looked like she owned the place. I had to laugh; what a cocky first year.

Honestly, until class started, I couldn't get that scene out of my head and chuckled all the way to class with Gakupo tailing behind me. He smacked my head when he got tired of hearing my laugh.

"You're such a creep, y'know that?" he grumbled and I hummed in amusement, earning a friendly glare.

"I'm just in a good mood," I answered honestly, somewhat hoping that I would catch a glimpse of the girl on the outrageous back in the halls. Alas, different grades were in different hallways; I sometimes wonder why I forget details like that. "And I'm not a creep." Wow that sounded like a weak come back…no wait…it was weak.

He decided to ignore my defense and continued with his angry tirade, "You're also a traitor, I can't believe you abandoned a comrade to be a sacrifice to…to…that demon!" he dramatically cried out and I laughed gently, patting him on the back.

"There, there," I mused and he swatted my hand away.

"Shut up," he mumbled and headed into class just like everyone else. I took a moment to look around the halls, allowing the false sense of hope pass me by and then chuckled before entering the room. Faces of people I know and didn't know melded together while they all started taking their seats. Gakupo slapped his hand at an empty desk beside the one he chose – it was closer to the door – and I politely took it before a girl who was eying it did. I sat down, settled my school bag on the floor and quietly pondered to myself.

The girl with the much-too-large uniform and sloppy glasses appeared in my head and I refrained from growing a grin on my lips.

That girl was interesting, it was a shame she was a first year.


I have no idea why, but I started like Miki pairings (still not too big on Piko x Miki though, probably cause I'm strict with him being with Miku or Rin). Also, this was probably because I put Insanity by SF-A2 Miki feat. Kaito on loop for the past two days (I even got my brother into that song). Then I started like the pairing because of this MMD that someone made for that song.

Ah this was written between the hours of three in the morning to four and I'm only this late because I failed to update any stories that I planned to have updated before I went away for a week. Grah. I'm sorry. This will probably be three or four chapters long. I already started on the second one, and they'll probably be short.

I beta-read it myself since I didn't wanna trouble the beta-reader I have for most of mine and also, I know that I won't have enough time in the morning to upload this. Hopefully I got most of the errors because I read it over three times.

~Ventus