Monkeys: Well then. This is my new story... At this moment, I don't know what it's called…

Lizard: FAIL!

Monkeys: Yeah these few lines are just me and my brother talking.

Lizard: WHY ME?

Monkeys: REALLY? ._.

Lizard: I wish I could shoot myself, this is boring.

Monkeys: … *shoots* WHAT NOW BITCH?

Lizard: x.x

Monkeys: Well then… ENJOY! I own nothing!

"Welcome to Seiyo High," the principal on the intercom said with a voice that sounded pissed. Amu sat at the back of the small freshman class. This was her first year. She wasn't scared anymore. During the summer, she was freaking out.

Character Info!

Name: Amu Hinamori

Age: 15

Height: 5'4''

Charas: Ran, Miki, Suu, and Dia.

Eye color: Honey.

Hair Color: Pink, usually cropped up with X clips.

Amu looked around, noting where she sat in her first hour, which was math lab with kids from other grades. She had Kukai in this class because he wasn't particularly good in math. He sat infront of her quietly.

They weren't on talking terms. During the summer, Utau had paid her a visit.

"Leave him alone, Amu-chan!" Utau whined, pacing Amu's small room. "You got to keep Ikuto-baka, so leave me Kukai-kun!" Amu was pretty speechless. She thought her and Utau were on good terms until she came to tell her to 'back off of Kukai'. Like she even thought of Kukai like that. Though she wouldn't mind, it wasn't like she hadn't seen Kukai without his shirt. She felt a blush spread across her face guiltily. Ran, Miki, and Suu hid in their eggs quietly. Iru and Dia silently sat on Amu's bedframe. Utau stared Amu down for what seemed like hours, which was an only minute. Finally, Utau turned and walked out to the balcony and hopped off with a silent jump down onto the ground. Amu watched her leave, watched her disappear into the moonlight with an unseen Ikuto Tsukiyomi. Only then did she let the tears roll down her red cheeks, knowing she could never be with Kukai.

"Himamori," The teacher yelled again, smacking his hand on his desk to get her attention. Amu looked up from her thoughts finally with disgust.

"It's Hinamori, with an 'n'," she told him, like all her teachers. He, of course, pretended to listen and pointed to a number on the board.

"What about number 13?" Amu asked, bored.

"Explain how to do it," he told her strictly.

Amu stared, lazily at the problem. How should she know? "Himamori, I'm waiting," the teacher growled. Amu rolled her eyes, she already hated this teacher.

"I don't know, figure it out yourself," Amu shrugged and closed her math book. The teacher fumed.

"Go to the principal's office Himamori Amu!"

30 minutes later in Ms. Tsubaga's office!

Amu sighed, awaiting her punishment in the office. She had already noticed a lot of kids in there. There couldn't be this many kids already in trouble on the first day. Most of them had piercings or had their pants hanging to their knees. Amu glanced down at herself. She wasn't particularly beautiful, she would say, she was pretty much average. Her hair was indeed a natural pink, but most figured it wasn't. She loved things that were black and pink, but it didn't mean everything she owned in her closet was black and pink. She didn't wear leg-warmers anymore, as they were considered childish to some boys she knew. She also wore her tie, which she swapped for a pink and black one with stripes, more loose. Her breasts had come in a little, though she was already a C-cup. She felt a blush spread across her face, remembering who had first noticed that subtle fact. But she refused to relive the memory of his hands, roaming her body curiously. She heard the distinct slap, from the memory. She heard everything, every word, but she didn't see his face. She didn't see his emerald green eyes staring into hers, full or hurt and confusion.

"Hinamori," Ms. Tsubaga called from the small room off to the left as another student exited. They passed each other, she met his eyes. His were an odd color; they almost looked like Kukai's. His hair, on the other hand, was black. His gaze was cold; it didn't resemble Kukai's anymore. The only similarity was the eye color. It stopped there. His body was lanky, Kukai's was muscular. Kukai always seemed to be radiating warmth and love, this guy radiated hate and something else. Amu couldn't exactly tell, but she knew he wasn't anybody to mess with. They stopped, trying to get around one another in the slim hallway that led to Ms. Tsubaga's lair. Somehow they got past each other; Amu stumbled into the tiny office, taking a seat.

Character Info!

Name: Mirimona Tsubaga

Age: 57

Occupation: Principal (20 years)

Fears: Blood, spiders, and ketchup.

Amu found herself wondering why she had even figured High School was going to be okay. Because of her "outburst" she has after-school detention for two weeks! On top of that, her detention partner was someone she didn't know. And he was a junior!