Things always go south when I add a new story that isn't a one-shot to my story list when I'm still busy with other stories, you say? Oh well, I can't help it! I need to write this or I'll scream. It isn't a well-developed story at all, but then again neither was Where I Belong and that one's doing fine. If the title reminded you of a certain song, then yes! I got this from the song La La Lainey by Forever The Sickest Kids. I always wanted to create a rebellious, bad girl version of Amu but didn't want to make her seem bitchy or slutty y'know. However, with writing you have to try new things and challenge your abilities. So if you couldn't tell this is going to be an OOC story…probably. Idk, I told you it's not well-developed ;-; Enough of my chitchat, you people have to spend your time preciously, not waste it reading my randomness… Well, maybe some of this stuff was handy to know. Anyways, enjoy reading!

She was into hardcore, I was into rock 'n roll
She was into girls, it was her own form of birth control
She was smoking cigarettes and drinking before five
She was wild, she was fine with being hung over all the time

"Students, attention please! So, I am going to partner you all up with someone in this class who you don't know, which is fairly easy in such a big class, and make you get to know them and write a piece about what you've found out about them. To make it easy you have two months!" The teacher, Nikaidou Yuu, explained.

Through the confused cries of students one happened to reach Nikaidou's ears, Souma Kukai's, "Oi Nikaidou, what exactly does this assignment have to do with philosophy?"

"Hmm? Nothing really, I just wanted you guys to get to know each other better" Reluctantly the students complied, knowing there was no arguing with the peculiar man.

How did I get into this class? Oh right now I remember… Well, I assume you have no idea what in the world I mean so let me explain. It happened last school year when I was called to my family friend's, also known as Seiyo Academy's principal Amakawa Tsukasa, office.

"Ikuto, come in" He smiled at me.

"What is it, Tsukasa?" I asked.

"Straight to the point, as expected of you." He laughed, but quickly cleared his voice after seeing my impatient face, "Well, I called you here because we need to talk about your math grades…" He slid my rapport card towards me.

My grades for my second year of high school seemed decent, music especially, however when one looked down at my math grade, a big, fat F was spotted.

I cursed inwardly. Never had I been good at math, but if I paid attention a C- was manageable. It was fairly obvious that I hadn't been paying any attention to math in my second high school year.

"Because we are family friends I'm willing to let you redeem yourself." He winked.

"And how would I do that?" I was interested, my parents wouldn't pay for my motorcycle insurance if I failed this year.

"By picking one of the three following classes next school year for extra points: Math by Hayashi-sensei, P.E by Nakamura-sensei or Philosophy by Nikaidou-sensei"

Unfortunately I wasn't particularly fond of any of these classes. I was excited that I didn't have math next year, and out of my own stubbornness I still refuse to and concerning P.E for some reason Nakamura-sensei hated me. Perhaps it's my hair...

"Well, Philosophy it is, seems easy enough." I decided after thinking it through.

"It's decided then, one of your optional classes next year is Philosophy!" Tsukasa chimed, "Oh, but since this class is for extra points you have to get at least a B"

"I'll see what I can do"

"Nice talking to you, Ikuto" He got out of his seat and extended a hand towards me. Getting out of my own seat, I shook his hand.

"I assume that's all?"

"Yes Ikuto, you can leave now"

"Alright, bye Tsuka- I mean principle Amakawa" I had opened door, meaning other people could hear me, who would probably think the principle was taking it easy on me compared to the other students if they knew we were friends.

"Have a good day Tsukiyomi-san"

And that's how ended I up into Philosophy, with the oddest teacher in history of teachers.

"Oh, Tsukiyomi-san. You don't have a partner yet?" Said boy snapped out of his thoughts and noticed everyone else was already paired up.

"No, I don't..."

"Hmm, how troublesome. Well lucky you, it seems one student is absent. I suppose that'll be your partner, then"

"And who may that be?"

"Well, it seems no one has called in sick so I assume it's a late comer, let me check it out," He quickly checked his computer before continuing, "it seems to be... Himamori Amu" Everyone knew Nikaidou always said M instead of N.

Suddenly the lively Philosophy class was dead silent, then the room was filled with murmurs. Hinamori Amu also called 'Slacker Hinamori' or 'Drunken Amu'. She was wild, rough, bold, attractive, almost always hung over, bitchy, spicy and couldn't care less about school.

Ikuto needed to pass this class, because if he didn't, his parents, as mentioned before, wouldn't pay for the insurance of his motorcycle, yet he was paired up with someone who most likely wouldn't do anything.

In short, he was shit out of luck.

The door opened with a creak and in walked the said girl. Her khaki, leather styled, stiletto ankle boots, that had a buckle platform, made a clicking sound against the laminate floor, which made her entrance even more noticeable.

She pulled up her black, loose bonnet that was previously covering her eyes, making one wonder how she had found the classroom, revealing a beautiful shade of honey golden, however they looked rather groggy and tired which confirmed one thing: Hinamori Amu was hung over, not that it was very surprising. It was, however, unfortunate as a well proven fact was that a hung over Hinamori meant that she was going to be very difficult and a lot of trouble.

"What are you all looking at?" She snapped causing everyone's gaze to look elsewhere, anywhere other than her, because everyone thought a sober Amu was cool 'n spicy, a drunken Amu was fun and crazy, but, a hung over Amu was plain intimidating.

"A lesbian" The class directed their gazes towards the brave soul that had dared to say that, Yamabuki Saaya.

The accused girl raised an eyebrow, "I hope you realize everyone's looking at you right now, so you just called yourself a lesbian"

The auburn-haired girl's cheeks heated up at the snickers she heard, "You know I was talking about you!"

"I'm straight, though"

"Liar! I totally saw you make out and leave with a girl last night..."

"It's not called being gay, it's called birth control"

"What kind of weird form of birth control is that?!" She retorted in utter confusion.

"One that works, obviously. You know, since I wasn't the one who needed to get an abortion"

"At least I'm not a lesbian"

"You say that as if there's something wrong with being gay, besides, at least I'm not as easy as you"

Saaya was about to retort but Nikaidou interrupted, "That's enough ladies. Himamori-san, you're already late, so sit down"

"Alrighty then, Yuu" She replied, lazily shuffling over to an empty seat.

"It's Nikaidou-sensei!" He scolded her.

"Well it's also Hinamori, but you don't hear me complain"

Nikaidou deeply inhaled and exhaled, trying to keep his cool, "We're currently working on an assignment. You're paired up with a classmate are going to get to know your partner better and write a piece about them, it's due to in two months. Your partner is Tsukiyomi Ikuto-san"

She glanced over at Ikuto, making him feel slightly uncomfortable. She shrugged and turned back, muttering: "At least he's hot"

What was Ikuto going to do with a hot mess of a partner like Hinamori Amu?

The last bell rang, signaling the end of the school day.

"Oi Hinamori!" Ikuto called, catching up with the girl.

"What's up, Tsuki?"

"It's Tsukiyomi Ikuto"

"Right..."

"Anyway, we should start working on our assignment"

Amu sighed, "I'm not feeling like it"

"Look, if I don't pass this class my parents won't pay for the insurance of my motorcycle"

"You can afford a motorcycle?" She skeptically asked.

"My parents make good cash" He indifferently shrugged.

"Well... I am willing to do it on one condition"

"And that is?"

"Let me stay at your place for a while"

Ikuto raised a confused eyebrow, "Huh?"

"I need a place to crash and you need to pass Philosophy, it's a simple deal"

"Uh, sure? But wait, why do you-"

"Alright, it's settled. I'll do the assignment with you and will be staying at your house for a while. That's decided, no questions asked"

Ikuto thought it over, it wasn't like anyone would be bothered if he brought her over. And somehow he doubted she was a serial killer or something.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's head over to my place so we can get started" He said, leading Amu to his motorcycle.

Amu whistled, entering Ikuto's house, or as she would like to call his palace, "Holy hell, are your parents gangsters or something?"

"No, my mother is the heiress to Easter, my father is a violinist and my little sister is a singer"

"Where are they?

"My dad, Aruto, is on tour and my mom, Souko, went to support him. My little sister, Utau, is on tour as well"

"Utau? That sounds familiar"

"Yeah, she's doing pretty well, she's supposed to be coming back in one week"

"Well damn, so we're alone in this palace until then?"

"Yoru's here too, actually"

"Yoru?"

"Our cat, but he probably wandered off somewhere"

"How cute, you have a kitty cat" She put her bag down and got comfortable on the sofa, Ikuto sat down beside her.

"Let's get started" He said taking out his pen, notebook and the survey they had received in class. Each student had one so they could ask questions to their partner and find out something new about them.

"What kind of music do you like?"

"Hardcore, you?"

"Rock 'n roll"

"What's your favorite color?" Ikuto asked looking down at the survey.

"Hot pink. Are you dating someone?"

Ikuto's eyes scrolled down the survey in confusion, "That isn't one of the questions..."

"I know" She suggestively winked.

He sighed, passing Philosophy was going to be a whole lot of trouble.

And that's it for the first chapter guys! As you can see Amu is definitely OOC and honestly, I had a lot of fun writing her. She's a little sassy too, but that just makes me love her even. I'm not sure what genre this going to be, so for now I guess humor will do. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed and if you haven't heard La La Lainey yet, what are you waiting for?! Go check it out already! But holy kittens, it's 3AM already here so I'm gonna hit the sack. Review Please!