A/N: Sorry I forgot to put one before. this is my first fanfiction, so i'm excited! i hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: Do YOU know who owns Azumanga Daioh? i don't and it most CERTAINLY isnt me.

Yomi's POV

"Yomi, hurry up! Tomo-chan and the others are here!"

There was a familiar mumble from down the hall, too quiet for me to hear, but easy enough to recognize. Then I heard Tomo exclaim, "Kagura! Don't let Osaka near the kitchen! Remember last summer when she tried to wake Miss Yukari up with the frying pan?"

I sighed, waiting for Chiyo-chan's high-pitched voice to try to stop our friends from 'picking' on Osaka, but all I heard was Sakaki's quiet laughter. Then I remembered: we were going to the airport to pick up Chiyo-chan, who was coming back to Japan for the summer break because her college was in America. 'We' being me (Koyomi 'Yomi' Mizuhara), Ayumu 'Osaka' Kasuga, Tomo Takino, Kagura, Sakaki, Sakaki's cat (Maya), most likely Kaori (we call her Kaorin), Miss Yukari, and Miss Kurosawa. I could only hope Miss Yukari wasn't driving, seeing as it emotionally scarred Chiyo-chan last time she was in a car with Miss Yukari behind the wheel.

"Yomi, Tomo-chan and Kagura are now threatening to leave without you!"

I decided to hurry up.

Sakaki's POV

*Ding-dong*

I ran to answer the door, already knowing who was going to be there. On my way, I grabbed Maya, my cat, off my bed. Maya was an Irimote cat, or Yamamaya, who had followed me home from my senior class trip last summer after his mother died by getting hit by a car. Then, he was just a baby. Now he was almost full grown.

"Oh, you're bringing Maya?" my friend Kagura asked apprehensively after I had opened the door. For some reason, Kagura hates cats. Tomo was looking at Maya with the same apprehension, and for good reason. The last time Tomo and Maya met, Tomo had annoyed Maya into scratching her.

"Hiya, pika… pika… uh…" Osaka started.

"Oh, for the love of… Just call him pika-meow-meow!" Tomo yelled exasperatedly, taking Chiyo-chan's place in 'correcting' our somewhat slow friend, seeing as our diminutive friend was absent. Then again, when you're as tall as me, everything, especially height, is relative, and people seem shorter. But looking at Osaka, Tomo, and Kagura, something seemed… different. Then it dawned on me.

"You guys all got… taller," I said, surprised. "And… Tomo! Your hair is long again…" I added. To myself, I thought, what a difference six months makes.

Kagura whispered, just loud enough for me to hear, "Wow, I think that's the most I've ever heard Sakaki say at one time!" As my friends laughed, I blushed. I was known for being quiet and never saying more than a few words at a time. Then, in spite of myself, I started to laugh. Just then, a car horn blared down the driveway.

"Oh, is that Miss Kurosawa and Miss Yukari in the car?" I asked. Osaka nodded. "Is Miss Yukari…?"

"NO!" they chorused in perfect unison. I could have sworn I heard Kagura throw in some harmony. The car horn blared again.

"C'mon. Sakaki, your 'best friend' is in the car." Tomo pronounced the words best friend like someone might say the word stalker. I'd had no idea Kaorin was coming, but I just followed my friends to the car, carrying Maya, and didn't say anything.

Kagura's POV

Where the HECK are they? I thought to myself. My friends, Tomo and Osaka, were supposed to pick me up. I hoped they had convinced Miss Yukari it would be better if Miss Kurosawa drove, because Miss Yukari should never have gotten her license. She was a terrible driver. From what I've heard, she emotionally scarred Chiyo-chan the first summer they went to Chiyo-chan's summer house on the beach. This was some time before I knew all of them.

Then, a minivan drove up. I recognized my PE teacher, Miss Kurosawa, behind the wheel, and in the passenger seat, most probably sulking, sat my English (and homeroom) teacher, Miss Yukari. In the back seat sat some of my best friends, Osaka and Tomo. I flung open the door and exclaimed, "Hey there, fellow Numbnuts!" I'd nicknamed us the 'numbnuts' two years ago because none of us were particularly good in school.

"HEY! Don't include ME in the Numbnuts!" an indignant voice from the far back called. I turned my head.

"Oh, hey there, Kaorin. Sorry. Didn't see you there." I took my seat in between Tomo and Osaka.

Osaka's POV

Four forty read my watch.

I wonder when Tomo will get here… I thought lazily, yawning. My friend was supposed to meet me outside of our old high school. At four thirty. Precisely. For once, I was on time. So where was she? As I was thinking, a car horn blared. I jumped and checked my watch.

It said, five oh five. I must have spaced while I was thinking! I was known for doing this (a lot) by my friends, but I was getting better. Or so I thought. I was still a bit, as my friends say, 'ditzy', but not as ditzy as before…

"Hey, Osaka, you gonna stand there all day like an idiot?" a familiar voice called. In the minivan in front of me were my teachers, Miss Kurosawa and Miss Yukari, my friend Tomo, and one other person. The windows were tinted, so I couldn't really make her out. I got into the car, glad that it was Miss Kurosawa driving. I didn't want my tiny friend, Chiyo-chan, being driven home for the first time since last summer by the teacher who had emotionally scarred her, no names mentioned… Cough, cough, Miss Yukari, I thought. Then, I realized who it was in the far back…

"Aghhhh! Oh, it's just you, Kaorin. How, uh, how're ya?" I asked politely. To me, I added, Sakaki's not going to like this… Kaorin had a major crush on the quiet girl.

"Osaka! Yo, Osak-ka~! Wake u-up~!" it was Tomo. We were at the next pick up site.

"Oh, no! I spaced again!" I exclaimed mournfully. "I was getting better about not doing that, too…" Just then, the door was flung open.

Kaorin's POV

I saw a minivan drive by, go into reverse, then stop by me. I kept walking; I knew about 'Stranger Danger', as the Americans called it.

"KAORIN!" a voice called. Oh, no… not today, it's just too perfect a day… I thought to myself. I turned around already knowing what, or should I say, who would be there…

"Oh, hi there, Tomo," I said to my energetic friend, forcing a smile. Well, so much for going to the arcade today. "Where are you going, Tomo? Just out and ab..." my voice trailed off, before I could finish my sentence, as I caught sight of the familiar face staring at me from the front seat. "OH NO! You won't get me in the car with HER driving!" I almost screamed. I was in my 'total panic' mode. The person staring at me was my English teacher, Miss Yukari.

"Don't worry; I'm driving, not Miss Yukari," a voice replied. I blushed.

"Oh, Miss Kurosawa," I said, a bit foolishly. "Sorry… I… I was jumping to conclusions again." I was blushing furiously, staring at the ground, and grinning sheepishly as I addressed my PE teacher, who was actually driving. "Where are you going?"

"To pick up Osaka, Kagura, Sakaki, Yomi, and finally to the airport to pick up Chiyo-chan and Mr. Tadakichi," Tomo replied. "Wanna come? Or are you too scared to even get in the cat with Miss Yukari?"

I blushed even harder as I got into the van and claimed one of the seats in the way back of the van.

Tomo's POV

"Tomo, wake up!"

"Idunwanta!"

"Tomo, now!"

"No, indunwanta! I 'ont geddap! Yu an't make me geddap! No!"

"Tomo Takino, this is your last chance…" my mother warned. I decided that I should probably get up. I wondered why my mom was waking me up… Then I remembered what day it was. It was Monday.

"KYAGGGGHHHHH! MISS YUKARI'S GONNA KILL ME IF I'M LATE AGAIN!" I screamed. I swear I could hear my mom rolling her eyes. Only then did I remember: it was summer! Not only that, but Miss Yukari couldn't kill me; I wasn't in her school anymore. I was in college. And today, my friends and I were going to pick up Chiyo-chan and her dog, Mr. Tadakichi, who went to college in America. She was coming back to Japan for the summer holidays.

"By the way, Tomo, I will kill you if you're late again," someone said with a smile in her voice. My only thoughts were: Shoot! They're here already!,and, Oh crud! I gotta get dressed, and soon! No way was I letting Miss Yukari see me in my pajamas! I'd never hear the end of that one…

"Yukari Tanizaki, we may be on summer break, but we can NOT threaten students, even somewhat lazy previous students!" another, if shocked, voice reprimanded.

"Wow, don't take it so personally, Nyamo, or should I say, MINAMO, Kurosawa!" Miss Yukari said in response. "Anyway, HURRY UP, TOMO!" That last part was directed at me, obviously.

Miss Yukari's POV

I woke up being pulled out from under my covers. I tried holding on to the headboard to get them to stop, but, whoever it was was strong! I wondered: When did mom get so strong? Finally, I gave up and let go.

"Well, it's about time you woke up!" an exasperated voice said, almost shouting. I groaned.

"Nyamo, what time is it?" I asked the angry PE teacher, my friend and colleague, who was standing above me. No wonder the person yanking me from my beloved bed was so strong.

"It is eight oh' clock, Yukari Tanizaki, for your information, and we, or should I say, I told Tomo's mom that we'd pick her up at nine." Minamo (or just Nyamo) replied somewhat testily. Man, what was her problem this morning?

"Man, what is your problem this morning, Nyamo?" I asked. She just glared at me. I moved faster. I did not want to be subject to a wrestling demonstration for the third year students (once school started again, of course) again. It wasn't fun, if I remembered correctly. Best not to make Nyamo mad, I had learned. That didn't go for all PE teachers, though; not all PE teachers can do a 'German Suplex'…

Miss Kurosawa's POV

I awoke to an annoying beeping noise. "Yukari, turn off the TV!" I yelled groggily. Then I realized it was my alarm clock and shot up. I had to get my colleague, Miss Yukari, up so that we could pick up Tomo and the others…

As I was finishing getting ready, Miss Yukari's mother called me.

"We're ready for you, Nyamo! We're ready for the ultimate 'tug-of-war' game!" she said, laughing. I sighed and finished the call. Our morning routine had been dubbed the 'tug-of-war' game last September, when I had taken to just dragging Yukari out of bead. Hey, it works!

I got into the car and drove (safely) to Yukari's house. In my head, I rehearsed what I would say to Miss Yukari when she, undoubtedly, would ask to drive.

"No, Yukari, you may NOT drive. Remember what happened to Chiyo-chan the last time you drove her somewhere? We don't want you to scar her again, and on her first day back in Japan, that would just be cruel. No, I'm not calling you cruel… You can't order me around; I'm not your slave… Now, listen here… I jus-… I'm just saying-… Why you-… Grr… Don't you DARE even try to-… You know, I've had it up to here… Really?… REALLY? Oh, just GET IN THE FRIKIN' CAR!"

That is what I would say. No one can say that she wasn't argumentative… I might not even get in all my half protests. Maybe I could talk the girls into going out to karaoke after we picked up Chiyo-chan. That would be fun, and it might cheer up Miss Yukari, although she can't sing that well, or at all, for that matter…

A/N: so, how was the first chapter? reviews welcomed; flames tossed into the pits of Hades! bwa-ha-ha! *failed evil laughter*