Aster rushed down the hallway,weaving his way through the thinning crowd. His car had refused to start that morning and he had been forced to run to school. Aster hadn't been late yet and he wasn't going to be now. He reached his first period class just as the bell rang. Thankfully, Mr. Moon still had yet to arrive so Aster was able to quickly walk to his seat before the teacher noticed his almost-tardiness.

"Aster, where have you been? You were not in art room this morning. Is everything okay?" one of Aster's friends, Nicholas St. North, asked in his heavy Russian accent.

"I'm alright mate," Aster replied. "My car wouldn't start this mornin' so I had to run over here."

"Is okay Aster. Next time I will give you ride. That is what friends for, no?"

Aster gave North a small smile.

"Thanks, but no thanks mate. I'd rather keep my breakfast down if it's all the same to you," he said.

"My driving is not so bad," North huffed. "Tell him Tooth."

Tooth was startled out of the book she was reading.

"What was that North?"

"I said, tell Aster I am good driver."

Tooth rolled her eyes. "North, even you admit that you're a terrible driver. Aster just doesn't like it when anyone drives except him," Tooth said. She looked knowingly at Aster.

"That's not true!"

"I hope that's not a comment on my homework policy, Mr. Bunnymund, because I assure you that it is not a myth," Mr. Moon said as he entered the room. The tall man ducked as he entered the classroom. His gleaming white head would have hit the doorframe otherwise. Behind him trailed a lanky boy with white hair and a pale complexion. The already quiet class somehow became even quieter. They didn't have too many new students join this class.

"Class, this is Jackson Frost," Mr. Moon gestured to the boy next to him. The boy, Jackson, didn't respond and continued to stare at the back wall with a disinterested look on his face. "He's just moved here and is going to need some help getting around the school."

All of the girls in the class volunteered immediately to be his guide. Most had stood and a handful nearly fell out of their chairs. The guys were not as eager to be the new kid's chauffeur.

"What's the matter with ya sheila? It's not like he's a celebrity," Aster said to the enraptured Tooth.

Tooth, who had been one of the few to remain in her chair, paused from her googling of Jackson Frost to look at Aster. "He's hot enough to be one though," she said before going back to begging to be Jackson's guide.

Aster looked taken aback but quickly tried to put on a disinterested expression. North had seen the exchange and made a mental note to tell Sandy, if he ever showed up that is. The blonde teen had a tendency to sleep through first period.

"It seems that you have no shortage of guides Mr. Frost," Mr. Moon said. "Unfortunately ladies, a guide has already been assigned for him." The girls all slumped back down in their chairs. Mr. Moon continued as if he didn't just crush the hopes and dreams of all the girls in the class, "Our principal thought it would be beneficial for Mr. Frost's guide to have nearly all the same classes. The one class they don't have together is in neighboring classrooms. Sadly, that is all our wonderful principal looked at and not at how . . . suited this person is for the job. At least he was kind enough to bring attention to himself as we were coming in."

Aster couldn't hide the shock on his face. It took him a couple of seconds before his mouth began working properly again.

"You can't be serious! I can't show that drongo around!"

"Well you and I realize that but the principal - obviously - does not. One good thing will come of this though," Mr. Moon said.

"And what would that be? He'll have to speak English? He'll learn his way around the school?" Jackson said dryly.

North held Aster down before he could jump the new kid.

Mr. Moon gave a small chuckle with the rest of the class.

"No Mr. Frost," he said, "Mr. Bunnymund does in fact speak English, just not American English," this gained another round of chuckles.

"Just because I use some slightly different lingo than you drongos," Aster muttered under his breath.

"This will actually be good for Mr. Bunnymund because he will be forced to attend the rest of his classes. At least, until you learn your way around the school Mr. Frost," Mr. Moon said.

"I don't just go skipping classes willy nilly," Aster said.

"Your teachers seem to think otherwise." This got a few more chuckles. "Mr. Frost there seems to be an open seat behind Mr. North. He's the one wearing the Christmas sweater."

Jack went and took the seat as Mr. Moon began his lecture on fairy tales.

This was quite possibly the worst day Aster had ever had.

Author's Note: Hello all! So this is my first fic I've gotten done enough to get published. Big thanks to fanwriter1245 as my beta reader for this chapter. Another big thanks to Frostbite711 for beta-ing as well even though I haven't gotten it back yet (their internet is down so it's understandable) and I'll make those changes after I get the chapter up.

As for updating, plan for it to be erratic. I hope I can update this story about every other week but it will probably be closer to once a month.

Also, as you all can probably tell, I suck at titles. Any help you readers can give me would be much appreciated.

For the next chapter I'm hoping it will be longer but my stories like to get a mind of their own. For what I have of the next chapter and what the story in my mind is doing, the genre may shift away from humor which disappoints me greatly because this was supposed to be a cute fluffy thing and then my mind was like "What if this happened!? It would be so great!"

Anyways, good-bye until next time.