I run up the stairs of the Tsubasa Academy, my blue pleated jumper bouncing with each step. A big smile is plastered on my face, fangs glistening in the sun. "Sakura-chan! Come on! We're gonna be late!!!" I spin around as I skip backwards to look at her. I'm Hikari, by the way. I'm five-foot-eight and I have waist-length blue hair. My eyes are bright green…they kind of clash with the uniform; Black thigh-high (or knee high) socks, a dark blue pleated jumper, black loafers a light blue cropped jacket and a dark blue and light blue striped bow that has a black hem.

"Hikari, there is no way in Hell that we are going to be late! It is seven in the God-Forsaken Morning and we have till eight-thirty to be here!! Why so early?! And I really don't think you should be skipping backwards, Hikari…"

"I'll be okay, Sakura, and besides, it's the first day of school! I really want to see—" I fall on my butt, sending my school books flying across the floor. "Ow…"

"Hikari, what did Sakura just tell you?" A smooth voice floats out from above me. I look up. A boy, about six to six foot two inches tall, towers above me, his nicely ruffled brown hair hanging down in his striking silver eyes. His uniform fits perfectly. The Dark Blue Jacket buttoned up all the way, his black dress shirt just barely visible. A light blue tie hangs down over the jacket. Black slacks meet his shiny black shoes and hang over the sides a little.

"M-M-Makura!" I say, blushing. Makura Koyamo is in the same grade as me, even though he's a year older. His mother put him in school late, due to his father's drinking, gambling and drug habits. He has a twin brother, Hatori Koyamo, who has shoulder blade length blonde hair and ice blue eyes. We went to the same Secondary School and I've liked him ever since I first met him. Love at first sight, you could say. I personally don't think I'll ever get him, because, well…he's very popular, and, I'm kinda like the gum that's on the bottom of your shoe…yeah.

Anywayses…

"Come on," Makura pulls me up, brushing me off. "I'll get your stuff for you Hikari, don't' worry." Makura turns toward the hall and outstretches his arms, using his telekinesis to magically gather my belongings into his arms. Papers are still rearranging themselves as he hands the pile to me.

"Th-thank you…" I say, blushing a bright crimson.

"It's no—"

"BAKA!! (IDIOT!!!)" Sakura smacks him upside the head.

"Ow, ow, ow…what was that for?!"

"There only might've been someone to see you use your powers! BAKA!!"

"Sakura. Sakura! SAKURA!"

"WHAT!?!"

"The flyer says that class starts in fifteen minutes, and that we've just missed assembly."

"What?" Sakura looks at the flyer on the board "Oh, CRAP!"

"Hey! All three of us are in the same class!" I say, smiling. "…Along with Amaya, Ookami, Riku and Sora!"

"Whoopee, Hikari, now let's GO!!" Sakura grabs my wrist and nearly sprints to class, where everyone else is chatting. She lets go and walks over to Sora, talking to him animatedly

Makura takes my arm and pulls me down in the seat next to his, glaring at Hatori and his group of friends. Makura tends to be over-protective when it comes to his brother and his friends. Class begins with introductions, followed by multiple forms of all types. The day goes by like lightning until it's time for gym. Going by like lightning. Yeah, well…After gym my life nearly ends.

Just like lighting.