A/N: YOU THERE! STTTTOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING! This fanfic was written over two years ago and is very, very, very poorly written. An improved continuation of this story can be read here: h(t)t(p(s(:((/()/)w)ww).(fanfic)ti(on.n(et)/)s(/)10470(120/1)/(L)ove(-)Hate(-)and(-)Other(-)Clich%C3%A9s)-(REMAKE)(Remove parenthesis - alternatively, just click on my username "Aliorio" up there, search through my stories and click on "Love, Hate, and Other Cliches - REMAKE." I assure you, this revised version is indescribably better and is also further in the plot than this one ever got. The only reason I am keeping this version up is for me personally to compare and contrast now and in the future. Sorry for the inconvenience!

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid or any of the characters involved in this story.


Len's POV

I awoke to the loud, screaming alarm that is my sister.

"LEEEEEN! GET YOUR ASS UP! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOOOL!" Maybe if I ignored her, she'd go away and I'd get to sleep in. I hate school. It's the worst thing about being a kid. And it especially sucks if it's your first day. We'd just moved here since Dad got deported across the country. He and Rin seemed pretty happy about it, "Because it's a new, fresh start for us," he'd say. I didn't think of it that way. I thought of it as abandoning all of our friends and family. The worst part was leaving behind the memory of Mom. After she died, Dad had been looking to move, to get away from the depression.

"Okaay, well if your not gonna wake up to the glorious sound of my voice, then I'll just have to use drastic measures..." I heard Rin trail off as she left the room. Still ignoring her, I buried my head in my pillow and closed my eyes.

"Len, this is your last chance..." Rin waited a few seconds for my response.

"Okaaay, you asked for it!" She flung a bucket of ice-cold water, all over my body.

"RIN! What the hell?!" I shouted, shivering in my drenched clothes.

"It's your fault! You wouldn't get up! Now get dressed, we leave in like 10 minutes!" Ugh. The worst thing about school is getting ready for it. You have to wake up all gross and cranky and then you have to drag yourself to the bathroom to brush your teeth and whatnot, then you have to put on your clothes that you didn't prepare last night, then you have to finish the homework you should've done yesterday, then you have to get to the smelly bus that always comes late, then you have deal with the yelling and screaming of the other kids. It's a pain in the ass.

I hate school.


Neru's POV

"Ruuu-chaaan, it's time to get up..."

"Go away..."

"Bu-but Ru-chan, it's 7 already, you should really wake up..."

"IT'S SEVEN? WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP SOONER?!"

"W-well, because you said yesterday not to wake you up-"

"AND YOU LISTENED TO ME?! GOD, You're hopeless. Help me get my stuff ready." I ordered to my best friend Haku. You might be wondering why my best friend is waking me up for school. That's because she lives with us. You might be wondering why my best friend lives with us. That's because she ran away from her own home. You might be wondering why she ran away from her own home. It's because she had an abusive father. That's all I know. Whenever I try to ask Haku about it, she starts crying her eyes out. Anyways, we found her collasped in the woods behind our house (we live on the edge of the city) and let her stay with us for a few days. The days became weeks, and those weeks became months. Eventually, she became a part of the family.

"HAKU! HURRY UP AND GET DRESSED! AND BRING ME MY BOOK BAG!" I shouted from the bathroom on our floor, brushing my teeth as fast as possible. I saw Haku fully dressed by the door, waiting for me with both of our book bags, her's lavender and mine bright yellow. My little brother Nero was already outside, waiting for the bus.

"Neru?" Chimed the voice of my mother. She resembles me in many ways. Her eyes and hair are yellow like mine, and she's about my height, too. She styled her hair like Haku did though, minus the bow.

"Yeah Ma?"

"You girls didn't forget your lunches did you?

"No."

"And you've got everything in your backpack?"
"Yeah."

"And you've got you're phone?"

"Of course I do."

"And did you bring your pads-"

"Mom!" I shouted, probably blushing. "It's not that time of the month yet.." I say a little quieter.

"It's just in case."

"..."

"Well, call me if anything happens, okay?"

"Yeah yeah, love ya Mom, bye." I kissed her on the cheek and Haku gave her a hug before we left for the bus.


We boarded the bus where all the little shits society called children these days shrieked and screamed their asses off. Haku and I sat in our usual seat, seat #25, which was always empty because no one wanted to sit in the cruddy back of the bus. Next to us was #26, and no one sat there. Nero was off sitting with his stupid little friends.

I whipped out my phone and texted like a madman to my only other friends Gumi and Teto. They take waaaaay too long to reply, by the way. Haku just stared out the window, as if she had never seen grass before. I noticed that we stopped at an unfamiliar stop about 7 houses away from mine. In walked two very similar looking people, one a boy and the other a girl. New kids? Pfffft, they'll never survive. This school works on a very high school-stereotypical social scale. There are the popular bitches and bastards at the top, like Miku and Kaito. Below them, everyone fit into an organized pack. There were the nerds, the bullies, the hippies, the idiots, the attention whores, the drug users, the sluts, the geniuses, and more. Haku and I didn't fit into any of them. We were part of the largest group of the school, the 'Nobody's.'

How cliché.

Within those groups everyone had their own pack of friends. The standard amount of friends you needed to have to not be considered a loser was 4. I had 3. Like I give a damn. Gumi and Teto have classes on the other side of the school, so I only get to see them during study hall. New kids are always the ones to be left out. You make your friends during the first few months of school, then you stick with them. It's gonna be tough for them if they don't fit in quickly.

Tch, not my problem.

Now, where are they going to sit? The seats are a primary component in making friends. There are only a few seats open. #3 was a bad choice, it was what we all knew of as the "Gum Disposal" seat. #12 was a trashy seat with fluff and springs flying out everywhere. #17 was the sticking post for those stupid nose pickers. That left the seat to my right, #26, which is...

Normal.

Crap. I do NOT want those kids to sit right next to me. If they do, then they might become our friends. And if they became our friends, they'd draw in attention. And if they draw in attention, then I'll get noticed. I don't like being noticed, because I don't like having people watching me. It's uncomfortable.

'Please don't sit here, please don't sit here, please don't sit here, please don't sit here,'

"Hey, mind if we sit here?"

Dammit.


Len's POV

All of the open seats were terrible. Not just the actual seats, but the people around them. Freaks, all of 'em. I really don't want to have a bunch of weirdos for best friends. That'd be a horrible start to a new school alright, stuck with the wrong crowd.

Finally we made it to the back, and there was a normal looking seat available. Next to it were to girls, one with silvery-gray hair put into a long ponytail that extended to her knees, gazing out the window. The other was noticeably shorter with bright yellow hair, almost gold maybe. She had the had her hair done in a left side tail that grazed the floor. Her fingers were a blur as she tapped the buttons on the yellow phone at an incredible speed. They seemed...normalish.

"Hey, mind if we sit here?" Rin asked. We could, obviously, so why was Rin being so cordial?

Of course, she wanted to make friends, quick. I guess I can understand, I mean, who would want to be stuck sitting alone at lunch on their first day of school?

"Go ahead, it's open isn't it?" she replied, still not looking up from her phone. I can assume that she's arrogant with that response. Rin didn't want to give up, though. As we slid into the seat, me next to the window and Rin on the outside, she introduced us.

"Hi, I'm Rin Kagamine, and this is my little brother, Len!"

'By a few minutes...' I thought.

"What're your names?" The blonde girl didn't seem to realize Rin had spoken, so the other girl piped up.

"Well, I'm Haku Yowane, and this is my friend, Neru Akita...Ru-chan say Hello, you're being rude."

"Hello." Neru replied bluntly.

"LEN! Say 'hi' you asshole!" Rin whispered angrily in my ear.

"Hi." I greeted equally as dull as Neru. Rin and Haku chatted among themselves, sharing details about themselves that were in no way important.. If they became close, then I knew Rin would drag me into it. Ugh.

I pulled out my PSP from my bookbag and played it for the length of the bus ride. I couldn't help but steal glances at the blonde girl. Neru, her name was. She was...weird. Okay, not weird, but...different. Her hair looked like it had been done in 5 seconds, strands of it sticking out here and there. The shirt of her uniform was cut so that you could see her belly button, and she wore no makeup whatsoever. And underneath hear skirt (...not that I was looking) were shorts instead of underwear. Neru gave off that 'I don't care about anything,' look. like other people's opinions didn't matter.

I can respect that.


AN: okay then.