Glasses taken off, Beauty shines upon

It couldn't possibly be what I'd hoped for. For example, my parents suddenly having to transfer me to this school called "Duel Acadamy". I mean I was doing good in my other school, with good grades and perfect attendance that my parents could be proud of. Why the sudden change? So here I am, infront of the school gate, awaiting what my denstiny takes me.

The school seemed all too goody-goody for my taste. We had to have a uniform strictly to conduct the school's creativity and refindment. Seems to me like more of a way to transfer in alot of rich-snobby kids to go to this school. In my school not that many fliers were spread out to bring kids into our school. It was more like a simple school were everyone could join.

Seemed I had to wear a blue blazer suit with the school's symbol, a white shirt and black pants. Worst part to it, I'd have to wear a tie! Seriously, of all things a tie! Couldn't they had given a better choice? Like a bow or something? Wait, no, scratch that. That might seem a bit girly. But come on!

As I seemed to be struggling with my tie, I didn't notice the sudden impact that sent me tumbling down to feel the cold hard floor on my face. "Whoa, sorry there bro'siff. Jack you jerk! Look what your big ego made me do to this poor guy!"

"It's not my fault your big bird brain launched a three-inch sommersault to the guy! I just gave you a punch for crying out loud!"

"Yea, but I think you might have over-excited it a bit, don't you think?"

As they were on going on with their little quarrel, I noticed their appearance a bit. The tall blond dude was known as Jack. He had on the blue blazer, but it wasn't buttoned like the other students around. Around his neck was what seemed to be a choke collar and a necklace with an "A" on it as its garment.

The other guy's appearance was very similar to Jack's. He had orange hair all spiked up, all being held by a headband. He had yellow markings on his face and grey-nail-like piercings on his ears. Behind Jack were two other guys. His friends, I'd imagine. There was a tall dude who had grey-white hair that reached to his mid-back. Had yellow markings also, except it was only on his right side of his face. The next guy had these huge eye-brows! God, whoever goes up to him, first thing they'd notice would be those. Next would be that huge scar on his cheek. He had black hair and was tanner than the other guys.

"Now apologize!" I heard the orange haired guy say.

"Why would I apologize to this scrawny fellow? You're the one who should apologize to him for shoving your whole body into him!" That received a few chuckles from the posse group.

"But you where the one who punched me!"

"Oh boo-hoo. Come on guys, let's leave these scumbags to contaminate the floor". He said, chuckling down the hallway and I soon lost their figures in the crowd, leaving us both in the middle of the hallway.

I guess this was my cue to leave. God knows how many minutes I've lost standing around here. I don't know why I'm saying this, but a few books and teachings would do, just for now. As I was heading to find my first class, I was stopped by a hand on top of my shoulder. "Hey, I don't think I've seen you here before. Is this your first time?" he said.

I decided to make this quick and replied with a simple "yes" as my answer. I wanted to go, but he replied "Man, sorry about that. Sucks to be introduced in that sort of way. And especially with a face on the floor!"

I groaned. "Don't keep rubbing it in".

"Heh, sorry. Well, to get things re-organized, let me introduce myself. I'm Crow Hogan. Nice to meet you!" He exlaimed as he shook my hand.

"Crow? That's an odd name?" I said.

"I know it might sound weird, but you know", he came closer to whisper," that's not my real name. It's a secret though!"

'I could have figured out that much' I sarcastically said in my mind.

"So where are ya headin' to? Don't suppose you know the way to your first class, do ya?"

"No, I don't" I said.

"Mm, grumpy I see. Well, if you don't mind, can I see your schedule?" I handed him my schedule. As he skimed it, his face began to take different facial expressions. It went from happy to sad, angry, and last but not least surprised."

"Whoa! Dude! You of all people have that class with her!" he shouted, which earned a few gasps from the passing students.

"Who's 'her'?" I said in a whisper.

"She's the head president of this school, but no one hangs around her because they say there's something different about her". he said.

"That's why? I thought it'd be more crucial on the matter. Like her scolding you for making a wrong move on her ". Silly as it may seem, I don't get why people would avoid her only because of that. "So what's her name?"

"His face went pale, but then recovered to his original color. "Dude! You serious? What? You feel a crush forming inside your chest already?" he said.

"N-no! I just want to know is all!" I countered protectively, flustered a bit. I know I don't technically have a crush on her. In my old school, I didn't have that situation either. Most girls would give me one of those glances that they're interested in you, but I didn't take an intrest in them. I mostly concentrated on my studies, like a good boy.

"Well, you have to figure that out yourself. You'll know when you meet her. She's far more noticible. You can spot her easily!" he exclaimed grinning like a goof. I'll take note of that.

"Oh! Look at the time! I got to get to class!" I cried, examining the clock.

"Don't worry, I know the place, I've got you for that class!"

"Thanks"

"And besides, I need you as my excuse for being late to class!" he joked. Great, can't wait to get to class...

-It's basically my way of saying "Getting out of that rabbit-hole" then making this new story I would want to continue. I think it might start of good, "I've got that feeling". See'ya on the next update.