The world came into view to show a small fourteen year old child with hazel blue eyes and, a long white sleeved shirt, blue jeans and blue flip flops on. This child did not have socks on and seemed to be clutching the straps of their schoolbag as they nervously looked around at all the new people that were much taller than them.
The reason for this was because this child had managed to skip a couple of grades, and was now in their Senior year of highschool, it being their first day to that school at all.
The child looked like they were trying to avoid and ignore the other students as they stared at the smaller student, said student swiftly walking to where they had heard the Principal's office was for their schedule.
Walking up to the Secretary, the small child hesitantly rang a little bell that there was on the table, getting the female Secretaries attention.
"Yes?" The Secretary asked, looking at the child.
"I-i'm D-deja." The child, Deja, started, it hard to hear the shy child as they spoke. "I-i'm here for my schedule."
"Well, here you go." the secretary said, giving her the piece of paper.
"T-thank you." Deja whispered, taking the paper before rushing off to find the first class.
When Deja got to her class, she immediately went to the back of the class and sat in a corner, to make sure that as few people saw her as possible. As she was getting settled, she noticed a teen in a blue and purple sweater and another that seemed to be cosplaying sit near her.
Deja inwardly hoped that the two wouldn't talk to her, her nerves wracked from it being the first day of school, not really able to handle much social interaction.
The one in the blue sweater was sleeping not noticing her. The other one was a little more interactive. "Frisk, wake up." The cosplayer said, shaking the one in the sweater. "There's a new kid."
"Go back to sleep Chara." She mumbled. "I'll get you chocolate later."
"Wake up, we're at school." The cosplayer added, shaking Frisk more.
"I told you." She muttered again. "I'll get you some later. Leemelone."
"It's wake up time." The cosplayer insisted, tickling Frisk.
"Ah, Chara stop it." Frisk said, shuddering, finally waking up.
"Oh.' She said. "I'm at school. Back to bed."
"Before you do." The cosplayer started, rolling her eyes. "Greet the new kid, looks like they could use friends." Said new kid was patiently watching the exchange the whole time, looking like they were trying to sink through their seat then the floor.
"Hi.' Frisk said. "I'm Frisk… nite." Frisk fell back asleep.
"Don't mind her." Rara said, turning to the new kid. "She's been like that since her sister vanished."
"W-what h-happened?" Deja asked, worry in her tone.
"One day, Chara just kinda left and never came back." Rara said, shrugging. "How about I tell you how things work around here?"
Deja nodded, gesturing for her to continue. "Well, you ever see a highschool movie? This school seems to run by those rules, but with the cliches nicer, except for the actual bullies, who have seemed to absorb all the hate." Rara told Deja.
Deja seemed a little scared, since she was a fourteen year old in her senior year, a prime target for bullies, even though she knew that they likely didn't know how to fight while she did, she didn't like hurting people. Suddenly, from the side, she was pushed out of her seat, hitting her head as she fell, seeing stars.
Frisk woke up seeing what happened.
"You have a problem with new kids?" She asked the offender.
"Just showing the new kid who's boss." The bully said arrogantly.
Frisk slammed his head on a desk, knocking him out.
"There." She said. "You showed her."
Deja groaned in pain, bringing their attention back to the small child with a possible concussion.
"You okay?" Frisk asked.
"My head hurts." Deja whimpered, a hand on her head as she sat where she fell on the floor.
"I'll take you to the nurse." Frisk said, picking her up and carrying her, Rara coming with the two.
Deja groaned in pain again, curling up into Frisk even though she had just met the girl.
Frisk made it to the office, placing Deja down. "What happened?" The nurse asked.
"Someone pushed her and she hit her head on a desk while she fell." Rara said.
"Really?" Deja asked, feeling as if everything was in a fog. "I don't remember that."
"You probably had a concussion, dear, I'll call your parents and send you home early, your friends can go back to class now." The nurse said.
"Okay." Deja mumbled, looking sleepy.
"Don't fall asleep dear." The nurse said. "That's bad if you have a concussion."
"Okay." Deja mumbled again, trying to stay awake.
The nurse called her parents, them coming and taking Deja home for the day after they thanked Frisk and Rara for helping their daughter when they did.
On the drive home, Dejas mother turned to her. "Deja, are you sure you want to continue going there?" Her mother asked.
"Yes Mommy." She said, barely awake, bandages around her head.
"I'm just worried, this was your first day." Her mother said, shooting her daughter a worried look.
"I understand Mommy." Deja said. "I think I just got unlucky today, I think it'll be better when I go back."
"If you're sure." Her mother said, still seeming worried, but deciding to trust her daughter on this, since she was right most of the times on these things in the past and hasn't really been completely wrong before.
"Can we get ice cream?" Deja asked.
"I don't think that'd be good dear, maybe in a week." Her mother said, making Deja sigh in disappointment.
"Okay Mommy." Deja mumbled.
A/N: So, new story, new people, old people, let's see if this one goes good, we have a plot this time! (which also sadly means that there will be small chapters as to not get through the whole plot in three or four like what happened in a different story of mine... oh well.)