Okay... I've been a long time author in this website and... my first time in this fandom... Two words: first fic. Please be considerate... even a little...please?

From Art Class to Music Class

The room filled with happy and childish voices. Some fighting, some cheering happily. Laughter filled the air. Though the noise was unbearable and it almost filled the air, a sigh was surpressed from a certain boy's lips.

"Yo Kam!" a slang-like male voice passed through the boy's ears. A certain dark complexioned boy with a hat sat next to him.

Lil'D, the other boy, saw the Asian's gloomy face. "Yo, dawg, why the long face?"

Kam Chin let out another sigh. As though their minds interconnected, Lil'D quickly knew the problem Kam has. "You can't find anyone perfect for you for Valentine's Day, can you?" he said, laying a hand on his back. "Don't worry, you'll find one."

Kam groaned. "You guys are so lucky! I mean... Eddie gets to go out with Tamika," he sighed, glancing at the mentioned couple, "...and Philly Phil plans to go out with Madison!" he said, glancing at his classmate who already had a flower inside those enlaced fingers, and who also caught sight of him and gave a wave. Kam waved back idly, "And you... Lil'D! You... you have Kim! There are only seven of us here and I'm the excess!"

Lil'D chuckled. "Aw don't worry, man. You'll find someone..." he reassured, giving him another pat on the back.

"Settle down, little people," Sunny Bridges, the once superstar turned teacher, entered. Everyone returned to their proper seats promptly.

Before running along, Lil'D whispered to Kam, "Everything will turn out alright...". He left after doing so.

"I hope so..." he sighed.

Sunny introduced the topic of the day and continued to babble on for a good two minutes. Kam, meanwhile, grunted boredly. No one really knew that today will be unusual.

"Is this Art class?!" a shrill voice came down from the doorway. Everybody's heads swerved to the doorway. There, stood a girl, about twelve. She had a fair complexion, but not ivory, just right. She had chestnut brown hair, fixed with a small dark brown clip. She wore a long sleeved white polo with a chestnut brown sleeveless sweater on top of it. She wore a pair of khaki shorts that reached at the end of her knees. Her feet were covered with blue Chuck Taylor look alike shoes.

Sunny put on a sweet smile. "No my dear. This is Music class," he explained. "I think you had it wrong."

"Music class?! Ooh I love music!!" the girl exclaimed. "Oh and I'm a new student." She smiled sweetly. The smile seemed to have an effect on our dear Kam. When she smiled, Kam seemed to plaster on a small smile.

"Uh... okay..." Sunny said, stepping closer to the door. "You can join but I don't think you have an instrument with you. Just Art materials."

"Ooh!" the girl said. She started to dig in her mailman like shoulder bag filled with art materials. Finally, she took out her hand to reveal a dainty white recorder. "I have my recorder!" she exclaimed and started to dig in again and took out something again. "And my accordion!"

"How many things does that bag hold?" Sunny asked with curiosity. The girl shrugged innocently.

"I don't know... many?"

"Well then," Sunny began, motioning the girl to come in which she did. "Welcome to my class! I'm Sunny Bridges, your teacher."

The girl's eyes suddenly sparkled. "The Sunny Bridges?!" she said, looking awed.

"Yeah. You know me?"

The girl shrugged. "No. I just heard you from people here in Atlanta. Anywho, hi, nice to meet you!"

"Uh... okay..." Sunny said, half amazed, half confused at the girl."To start off, what's your name, my dear?"

The girl posed herself properly. "My name is Sophia Katherine Claire Jacob. I'm twelve and I came from..." she trailed off and then shrugged. "...I forgot. Anywho, what's next?"

Sunny was now wholefully confused. "Uhm... Ms. Jacob. What do you want us to call you? Sophie? Kat? Clari? Clara? Or your whole name?" he asked.

The girl cringed from hearing those names. "No!" she exclaimed.

"What then?" Lil'D started. "It's not like we can't call you by a name."

Before saying anything, she took a gulp of air then exhaled. "Sorry, asthma," she excused. Hearing this, Kam gasped a little to himself. "Okay, you can call me Sketch. Sketch Jacob."

"Well, Sketch," Sunny said. "I'll just go to Principal Luna and switch you from Art class to Music class, behave while I'm gone." At that, Sunny left.

Before going to a vacant seat, Sketch was stopped by the class. First with Lil'D.

"'Sup! I'm Lil'D! I play the drums!" Lil'D said proudly. "and I officially decide for the class!"

"H-hi, Lil'D..." Sketch said, trying to get out of the way. "...May I please transfer to my seat now?" Giving way, Sketch paced fastly but suddenly bumping into someone.

"I'm Philly Phil!" the weirdly dressed curly redhead said. "Nice to meet you..."

She just smiled and went away. Her destination was at the back. There was an empty seat there.A little further... she always thought. On the way, she was always blocked and drowned by introductions, as the following:

"'Sup! I'm Tamika. Tamika Jones. You better not make me mad or else." (She was scared at this and just nodded)

"Hi! I'm Madison! I play the violin! And I'm super glad to have you! Now where were you from again?" (Sketch sighed and smiled. She said she forgot where her last place was. She also commented that she liked the violin too)

"Hey, Sketch! I'm Kim Chin. Nice to have you in the class!" (Sketch just smiled then nodded.)

"Hey y'all! I'm Edward Phillip James Lawrence III! You can call me Eddie. I'm rich." (She sighed and smiled then went away)

After long minutes of introduction and dodging, Sketch finally sat down on the empty desk. She thought she would be alone at the back but suddenly noticed a kinky eyed boy about her age. As far as she knows, she hasn't met him.

Kam realized that she was two feet away from him. Awkward... he thought. He looked outside the window to get his mind off her.

Sketch decided to introduce herself in case he hasn't heard her the first time.

"Hi." A voice interrupted his wandering thoughts. The shambles of ideas in his mind started to get back into place, which was bad news. Kam glanced at her.

"Hey."

"What's your name?" Sketch asked.

"Kam. Kam Chin." He didn't dare to look at her.

"I'm--"

"Sketch. I know." He still tried to prevent eye contact.

"You look like the Chinese girl a while ago..." she stated.

"She's my twin sister."

"Cool! I always wanted a twin!" she cheered.

"Okay..." he jeered.

"A-are you mad at me or sumthin'? You know, we could work it out..." Sketch stated.

Oh no... Kam thought. She thinks I'm mad at her... "Could we please talk later?!" Kam sneered. "I'm concentrating on something!! So please, keep quiet!!"

Sketch was taken aback. She's so new in this school that she didn't want to have any enemies yet. "Oh..." she mumbled. She slumped in her seat, about to cry but she couldn't let tears get out. Not yet. Not on the first day.

Kam mentally slapped himself. Stupid Kam!! Why did you do this to her!! She was just being friendly!! he scolded himself. That's it! I'm going to fix this tomorrow. He could not let himself fix this now... or today. She still might think that he's mad at her, he thought.

Little did he know that that happening will etch in Sketch's mind and heart forever...

Okay... first fanfic... I hope you like it... though it isn't understandable. Is it? Please do answer. Please R&R. And do not flame me please... Sketch is my OC. I think it would be a KamOC. Please do correct me... Oh and could somebody please explain what Kim and Kam's father is like? Thanks...