Author's note: -This fanfiction was written by FeatherRose242 and Choukogirl23. Thank you for reading our fanfiction XD.

Saotome Academy's Stars

I'm going to find her... That angelic princess with gorgeous hair, a cute face, and a tender heart.

ding...Ding...DING

"Ohaiyou-puu, everyone! That's the bell. Sit down so I can take roll." The homeroom teacher click-clacked her heels as she skipped her way into the classroom. What surprises the students the most, despite her flowing locks of pink hair and great fashion sense, was the fact that she was a male. He was a Saotome Academy graduate and was well-known as the popular idol Tsukimiya Ringo. You don't find too many crossdressing idols but only Shining Saotome, the Academy's head, was somehow capable of getting that done. He seemed to enjoy doing things in his own style...a little on the wild side to be frank.

"Ehem, Ittoki-san." Ringo-sensei called, but no one responded. "I guess he's no-"

"I'M HERE, I'M HERE!" The class clown barreled into class. He was late...again.

Ringo sighed but didn't bother to mark him tardy, "Just go sit next to Shinomiya-san and don't disrupt the class again."

"Haha, roger that!" The happy redhead replied, finally sitting his butt down. He leaned over to his buddy on the right Shinomiya Natsuki, probably whispering his joke of the day because Natsuki had trouble holding back his laughter. Ah Natsuki, our lovable giant who acted like he's still in grade school. Not to mention his love for the animated little chick, Piyo-chan.

Growl

"Argh, my stomach. I didn't eat anything for breakfast," said the shortest student in class, Kurusu Syo. He was lying with his head on his arms and had a sickly appearance. Of course, his best friend Natsuki would jump to the rescue, or so we thought.

"You can have my snack for today. It's my special treat called xianderolium." He smiled and opened his little snack box revealing the god-knows-what purple and brown mush.

"Natsuki! What the frick is that?"

"My xianderolium dumplings. They're healthy."

"On second thought, I'm going on a diet."

"Don't be silly Syo-chan. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." The blond giant insisted stuffed Syo's mouth with the indigestible dumplings.

"Ichinose-san," Ringo called.

"Present," answered the class role model and leader, Ichinose Tokiya. Known for being a well-rounded student and an idol, he was also a chick magnet whether he liked it or not.

"Oi Icchi, I heard you turned down ten girls last week and one of them wasn't even from our academy," hollered the orange-haired playboy, who was sitting all the way in the back. He couldn't stop smirking at the role-model sitting like a decent student in the front desk. Something inside Jinguuji Ren just really hates Tokiya's guts, ever since Saotome grade school academy.

"Hmm, you seem to be jealous by the fact that more girls have been confessing to me than you lately, isn't it so, Ren?" Tokiya backfired without bothering to turn around and look at Ren.

"Tch, whatever." Ren tsked, definitely pissed at Tokiya even more now.

"Can you remove your feet from my chair now?" The bookworm sitting in front of Ren requested.

"Erm yeah," Ren replied. He didn't notice that his delinquent habits were taking over again. "Sorry 'bout that, Hijirikawa."

"Nothing to worry about." The bluenette answered, still reading his novel about samurai. He was one of the richest students in the class, along with Ren. Despite their similar backgrounds, they had polar opposite personalities. Even so, they were close childhood friends.

"Oi, Hikari! Catch!" Otoya threw a soccer ball across the classroom.

"Hi-ho!" A girl yelled, hopping up and catching the ball. A tomboy like her got along with almost everyone in class, her closest guy friend being Otoya.

"Ready for the match this evening?" She dared with a vicious look.

"Ha! You're on, Hikari! My Japanese-style kicks can beat your American butt anytime."

"Oh my gosh, we're both Japanese, shut up!" she scolded. How could such a pretty girl be a tomboy who loved to play aggressively when it came to sports?

"Chiba-san, please sit down. You're distracting me...again," Ringo scolded.

"Hehehe sorry," Hikari laughed nervously and sat at her desk, which was in front of her best friend.

"Yo Topaz!" Hikari turned around and gave a cute peace sign.

"Uresee. You're so loud." The smartest girl in class scolded while pinching her mischievous friend's nose.

Topaz was also foreign and was brought up in New Jersey. Hikari grew up in Texas. These two got along very well and were known as the foreign cuties in their freshman year. Topaz especially got a lot of attention from the students of the academy due to her outstanding performances on the violin. Male students seemed to have given her plenty of love letters in her shoe locker, but, of course, she would trash them immediately. A boyfriend? Dating? Love? That just made her laugh. She had no time for such things.

"Alright! Attendance is done!" Ringo smacked the attendance book on the podium. "Kawamura-san, begin the class." Topaz got up from her seat and started the class with the daily procedure.

"Kiritsu." The entire class stood up, facing Ringo.

"Rei." Everyone bowed, saying 'good morning' to Ringo, who returned the gesture with a graceful bow of his own.

"Chakuseki." All the students took their seats and opened their English books to page 289. Otoya had to share with Natsuki because he overslept and forgot. Syo had lost all energy to even take out the book; those xianderolium dumplings sure were something. Hikari took out her Japanese book instead. Topaz had her book open but knew everything in it already, so she ignored Ringo's lecturing.

Topaz peered out the window. She sometimes got bored of the pitiful school life. There were times where that window next to her could be her best friend. It gave a good view of the trees and sometimes she would spot cats or birds.

'I want to be that cat or that bird,'' is what she would think every day.

This time, it was neither a cat nor a bird but a young man. A young man dressed in all black with a dark green scarf. He sat on the tree, appearing to be holding something in his hand. The object was purple, a light purple, just like her hair. He was singing while looking at that purple gem-like thing in his hand. He sang and sang.

That was the start of Topaz's and her friend's changes in each of their high school lives.