She stood before her new class, in the weirdest getup you could ever hope to imagine. She looked as if she stepped out of a Japanese Anime. She donned a pink fluffy Lolita-type dress, lace and bows strung across the skirt, a little heart-shaped key dangled from her wrist on a chain, and pearls upon pearls wrapped around her thin neck. A giant pink bow topped it all off, perched on pin straight white-blonde hair. Big brown eyes set evenly on pale high cheek bones, blinked curiously at the class.

"Class, this is the new student. I don't know how to pronounce her name, anyways, take a seat kid." The teacher dressed in all green motioned to a seat next to a boy in a large orange parka.

A boy in the back of the class stared in horror at the new girl, the way her large eyes were set in her face, the curved upwards lips. He knew a Japanese when he saw one. "The fuck is this?!" He cried angrily, large bulky arms threw out in an exasperated gesture.

The new student sat next to her new seatmate, she turned to him, bowing her head, "My name is Himawari, it is the meaning of Sunflower. What is your name, neighbor?"

"Mffcenny!" He mumbled, inaudible.

"Could you repeat, please?" Himawari leaned forward, pushing back a lock of hair to reveal a delicate shell of an ear.

"Kenny!!" He reran his name by her one more time before turning to a hidden PSP in his jacket.

"Pleased to meet you Kenny. I hope we shall become good friends." Himawari smiled kindly at her seatmate.

She turned to face the front when a pair of infuriated eyes caught hers. She froze, staring back timidly, "Hello." She whispered politely.

His mouth fell open, in a disgusted grimace. Himawari was so confused, why was this boy displeased with her on first sight??

Someone tapped on her shoulder, she looked at a black haired girl with a purple beret and sweater, "Don't listen to him, he's just a jerk." She glared at him, "Eric, leave her alone."

"Eric, pleased to meet you." Himawari beamed sweetly at him.

Eric didn't have time to say anything when the bell rang. He said a silent prayer on his way to 2nd period that he wouldn't have the scary minority in his next class. He got to his 2nd class, Language Arts, and felt a pang of content when he saw no new girl.

Himawari was so excited about her new school, with the distraction of all her new friends, she completely forgot about the one boy who had behaved towards her in a revolted manner. Her new found acquaintance, Wendy-the girl from earlier-, was in every single other class up until lunch time. She sat down alone to eat her favorite fruit salad.

Eric walked into Math. Glancing around, still no Himawari. He almost sank in his desk with vivid relief. Kyle slid in the desk next to him and glared at him.

"Cartman, I know what your thinking about the new girl..." He snapped.

Eric didn't say anything.

He still refused to even utter a peep until lunch, when all his friends were at his side, all at the same time.

"Guys..." He stole a glance at the lace-minority across the room.

'Here it comes.' Was the thought in every single head.

He slammed his fist on the table, "We have to kill the new girl."


Author's Note: Let me make it perfectly clear! I have absolutely nothing against the Japanese, in fact, I love them so much... Please don't think I'm prejudiced. Because I'm not. Anyways... I'm thinking throwing some Style, Creek, and Bunny in there. THINKING about it.. If you suggest that I do, leave it in a review. Even if you really don't care.. Say so please. Review gah! *Tweek twitch*