Full Summary: Yumi is an average girl whose family owns a dry-cleaning shop that is located near the luxurious and well-known Kadic College. Yumi meets the four richest and spoiled boys when she delivers laundry to the school one day. The boys are known as the F4 and cause trouble to those who speak out against them. Yumi, on the other hand, won't tolerate their explicit behavior.

Authors Note: OMG A Code Lyoko story before I finish all my other ones! Yea... I know. But I REALLY wanted to do this. So anywho, this story is based off of the Korean Drama: Boys Before Flowers. If you have seen this drama then the events in this story are going to be almost the EXACT same. The only thing I am doing is using Code Lyoko characters, adding/taking away scenes, and changing the ending. On that note, I need to have a big disclaimer.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own: Code Lyoko, Code Lyoko Characters, BBF, BBF Plot/Story Line, Etc... I am not even going to claim the OC's I use in here as mine, because they are going to be almost exactly like the characters in BBF.

WARNING: Characters may be a little OOC, but I am going to try and keep them as close to their true personalities while still having the events from BBF.

This story is set in France as the characters are seniors, except for Yumi who is a junior.

Enjoy.

~`O`~

POV: OC Character named Xavier

The hallway around me was deserted. I checked. Twice. I slowly walked down the row of lockers, keeping my eyes peeled. Nothing.

I heard a creak to my left and quickly turned, ready to defend myself if needed. For the past week I had felt the stares, I just didn't want to believe it. I knew they were coming for me. I didn't know when, but it was only a matter of time.

I opened my locker slowly with eyes shut tight, afraid to make any noise at all. Afraid of the inevitable. My locker was opened, but I didn't want to look. My eyelids opened slowly adjusting to the light. I stopped breathing. There it was.

Hanging inside of my locker was a fate worse than death. I didn't make any sound, other than my heart pounding out of my chest. I suddenly noticed how extremely cold it was out here, yet beads of sweat still dripped off my forehead. The hall smelled of cleaning supplies, almost like a hospital. There was a slight taste in my mouth, left from lunch. I focused on anything I could, other than the red slip of paper with the F4 symbol and crossbones that was right in front of me. I was better left for dead.

I slammed the locker door shut, no longer wishing to stay silent. If the F4 gang had planted their sign in my locker, they must be watching. It would be no use now to be quiet. I turned to my right, ready to book it back to class when I was face to face with Odd Della Robbia.

"Going somewhere, Xavier?" Behind him, Jeremy Belpois snickered.

I knew better than to stay around. I didn't know what they wanted, but it couldn't be good. The F4 gang ruled the school, and they let everyone know it. Whether it was trashing someone's expensive uniform, or throwing them down the school steps, they trampled everyone. They were adored by many, and feared by more. They preyed on the innocent and weak, just to show everyone that they held no mercy.

I ran. I don't know where, but I ran. I jumped down the steps of the school five at a time. I heard someone yell from behind me.

"Get him!"

I lost my balance. Something connected with my jaw. I tasted something metallic. My head hurt. I had no idea what was going on.

So I ran more.

I came inside of a closet, hoping I had lost them. But all was in vain as the door was thrashed open and William's fist came at my nose. I didn't know what to do, so I punched back. There were three of the four gang members there. Where was the other? I knew I was outnumbered three to one. One less didn't bother me too much.

I defended myself as well as I could, but I could tell I was losing. My legs went limp and my body hit the hard, cold ground. I couldn't move...

One of them opened the closet door and they all walked out, leaving me on the floor to bleed to death. Whatever had I done to deserve this? That was just the way of these men. I had done nothing at all. Absolutely nothing. My world started fading, not that there was much to see in the black space I was in... But I wasn't about to give up yet. I set my hands firmly on the ground, attempting to push myself up.

"AHHH!" Pain raced through my left arm. It was obvious that it was fractured, or more likely, broken from the impact of my beating. I fell back on my face, the act of sitting up almost seemed impossible now. I tried to move a little, my insides exploding as the hurting sensation raced throughout my body. I heard laughing from outside the door.

I wasn't about to allow them to have the last laugh. Well, perhaps over my dead body, and with me in this position, that didn't seem too unlikely. I pushed my upper body up with my right arm, and pulled my left knee under me. I pulled my foot up and did the same with my right, until I was in a squatting position. I then pulled myself up, with no help from my left arm.

I stumbled to the door and searched for the doorknob. Upon finding it, I yanked it open to find just what I expected. Two of the three men who had beaten me up were standing there, to make sure I didn't leave. I noticed blood all over them. Had I done that? No, I realized. That was my blood. I threw my fist at whoever was closest: Jeremy. He simply grabbed my fist with one hand, and jammed my jaw with the other. Laughing, him and Odd grabbed both my arms (Not being careful with my already broken one, mind you) and dragged me off to who knows where.

MEANWHILE: (Regular POV)

Yumi Ishiyama rode her bicycle to the address she was assigned. Kadic School? Hmm, the one and only school that guaranteed you entrance from Elementary to College. This school was specifically made for the elite and famous. The rich and the richer. Most kids who signed up for it in kindergarten did not make the cuts, unless their parents had some kind of political status (And large income).

Yumi made her way to the front gate that was blocked by a guard. The gate was HUGE! Yumi stared at it, with the gold and intricate designs. It was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen. Not that she had seen many beautiful things in her life. Her life consisted of delivering dry cleaning, and working part time as a waitress in a coffee shop. She wondered if the kids who went here had any idea just how lucky they were. How glamorous their life must be.

"What business do you have here, Miss?" Her thoughts were interrupted by the guard.

"Uh, um, I'm here to deliver the dry cleaning." She gestured to the clothes that were attached to the long pole on the back of the bike. Her parents owned a dry cleaner, one of the cheapest in town. Not that they weren't good or anything... It was just; they needed to be cheap in order to get more customers. How else would they pay the bills? The economy was in a tight spot these days.

"Alright." The guard motioned to another guard who then opened the double gate to the prestigious school. Yumi's mouth dropped open slightly, as she watched the doors slowly creak open. She glanced at the guard who spoke to her, as he was looking at her expectantly. Why was he staring at her?

"U- Oh..." She said as she realized he was waiting for her to go through the gate. She repositioned herself on her bike and rode into this kingdom of a school.

Looking around she had no idea where anything was. She took out the map her father had given her and stared at it.

"What? This isn't a school, this is a castle! A whole village, even! I don't even know where to start..." As she spoke to herself she looked around. The buildings were huge and built with such craftsmanship that she figured it must have taken years to finish half of one. There even seemed to be fountains on every corner of a building. She watched as professional gardeners tended to the flowers that were everywhere.

"Now what is the need for all this?" She whispered. "How is a fountain going to help you with your education? They wasted too much money..." Someone behind her screamed.

"The F4! The F4!"

Yumi glanced behind her to see that a group of about 20 people were running to the direction of the other half of the school.

"Where?" Someone else yelled.

"The Cafeteria!"

What is all this commotion about? Yumi thought to herself. She followed after the running girls. They came to an even bigger group of people, all looking up at a building. She guessed it was the cafeteria.

What now? What are they all looking at?

"Oh look..." A girl beside her said. "There's William Dunbar... Isn't he so hot?"

"Definitely..." Another replied. Yumi stared at the cafeteria, and then looked at the roof where she finally found what everyone was staring at. There was a group of people on the flat roof watching another boy walk across the building's railing. Yumi looked at the blonde and brunette next to her and asked,

"Who is that up there?"

"On the railing? Xavier..." The brunette looked back at her friend and added, "If he doesn't be careful, he's going to fall."

"I think that's the point..."

Yumi didn't hear the last part, oblivious to the obvious danger of the boy. She reached in her pocket and got out a slip of paper with a name on it. Xavier Hollander.

"Eh, my client!" Yumi raced up to the top of the roof.

~`O`~

BACK TO XAVIER: His POV

I walked slowly across the railing of the two story building, keeping my balance. I looked back to the roof to see a group of people. In the front? The F4 gang: Odd Della Robbia, Jeremy Belpois, Ulrich Stern, and the leader William Dunbar. Odd was chuckling. Jeremy smirked. Ulrich looked away. But William... He stared dead at me, waiting for me to jump.

"This is what you want, right?" I said, disgusted. When I die, would they finally stop their torment on the students of Kadic High? Don't hold your breath...

I looked down at the ground, where students were taking pictures and videos with their phones. I stood up straight again, trying to keep from falling. I wiped my hand over my forehead, probably smearing the blood. Not that it mattered. My whole uniform was bloody.

"Xavier Hollander?" I turned my head slightly to see who had called my name. A girl about my age was beside the group of people behind me, yet she was cut off from the group by her lack of a school uniform.

"Yes?"

"I have your clothes!" She grinned stupidly as she said that.

"What?"

"You clothes from the dry cleaners. They're right here! You owe me $100." The group behind me laughed. This was definitely not how I ever planned my suicide. The girl held out my clothes to me. Stupid commoner.

"I'm not going to need those clothes when I'm dead." Her eyes widened.

"D- dead?" She looked from me, to the railing, and then back to me as she finally made the connection. "You can't die! I mean, why would you want to? You must be rich to attend here! You go to an amazing school. Do you not realize how great you have it?"

"This is not a school. It's Hell." I paused, and then added, "Your friends are lucky."

"Huh?"

"Your friends are lucky to have someone like you." And with that I turned back to the edge, back to my death. I jumped.

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I didn't hit the ground.

~`O`~

So how was chapter one? Don't worry, don't worry. There will be PLENTY more interaction between the characters soon. Review please!

S.A.M