YEE! 3-day weekend and nothing to do, so I must WRITE! Please review! Criticism ALWAYS welcome! Thank you! x3
Crypton University. She stared up at the towering walls of metal laces, and then at what was behind them. A world, unlike the dreary one outside – a completely different, isolated world of music, of singing, of new friends. A place where she'd finally be able to use her true talent. Rin Kagamine stood staring at the school that awaited her with adventures, motionless against the flow of students walking by.
"Welcome to a new year, freshmen!" The teacher up front leaned casually on the desk, slipping his glasses down. "We'll start our time together by introducing ourselves." He pulled out the role sheet, then started reading down the list. "Ann, Sweet... Haku, Yowane…" The names of her classmates melted together, becoming a symphony of voices, loud and soft, light and dark, deep or high…
"Rin Kagamine." Her own name jolted her out of her daydream. "Rin?" The whole class was looking at her now, some with raised eyebrows, some with a silent stare, all wanting to know more about this new girl. Oh, what a humiliating way to start off the year, she panicked, but stood up hastily.
"My name is Rin Kagamine – I'm nineteen. I really like oranges and citrus, and sometimes bananas…" she saw some boys in the back snicker, and had the temptation to roll her eyes at them. Immature freaks. "And, well, my only real hobby is singing. I like it." She blushed and looked to the side. I should add something, shouldn't I…"I like it… a lot." That was weak.
"Well, that's why you're here, isn't it?" The teacher smiled kindly at her, his eyes twinkling pleasantly with knowledge. "Crypton – a prestigious school built for the best of singers. And who knows? You might be the top of them." A murmur spread through the class, full of anticipation.
"A-any questions?" She stuttered for a second, feeling weak up there. She felt that her words were too weak to make a good impression on her classmates… come on; she could have done better…
"Yep." A boy stood up. The one who had introduced himself shortly before her, but what was his name? She couldn't remember. His somewhat spiky golden hair was disheveled, pulled to a ponytail in the back. He eyed her cautiously, then spoke. "What kind of guys do you like?"
The class roared to life. The girls giving the boy squinty eyed looks and hissing complaints and insults towards him. The boys laughed, clapping him on the back, congratulating him. The teacher looked annoyed. "Silence!" The classroom returned to order, everyone anticipating a good answer from this new girl.
"Well?" The boy tapped his finger on the wooden table, impatient for the answer. He shot her interesting looks.
"I honestly… don't know." Rin felt embarrassed up there, but she was telling the truth. Honestly, what kind of boy did she like?
"Aww, c'mon!" He looked disappointed. "Say, dated anyone before?" Whispers spread throughout the classroom. Rin couldn't speak – what would she tell them?
"Now now." The teacher came to her aid. "You may sit down." He gestured gracefully at the poor girl. She let out a silent sigh of relief and took to her seat. "As for you…" he walked over frowned upon the golden haired boy. "This is getting too personal." He whacked him with the yardstick he happened to be holding. "Next time it's a detention, kid." Len recoiled from the hit, gradually laughing it off.
At recess, he went to join the group of fellow boys out on the field.
"Yo Len, heard about that big move of yours on that new girl during first period." A blue haired boy, much taller than Len himself spoke in a casual tone.
"Kaito-senpai, was it really considered a move?" He scowled at the older boy. "All I did was ask her a question…"
"And I expect that you're gonna like her? A girl with no background information known by our group?" We all know the next move's asking her out, Lenny-boy… a step you've never got to.
"Maybe." He uttered one word and looked away, crossing his arms. He just happened to see Rin walk by on the other side of the basketball court, talking to a group of girls. Ah, coincidences. He looked the other way. "This'll be an interesting year."