This is a Last Story fanfic with a high school AU. I know they are far too old to be in high school (except maybe Yurick...XD) but let's use our imaginations and pretend they are still teens...XD. I normally don't do AUs and prefer to stick to the original story as much as possible but I decided to do something new for a change...XD...so here I am. Let's see how this turns out, shall we...XD

Disclaimer: I do not own The Last Story.

Zael was nervous. It was his first day of school at Lazulis High. His family had just moved to this small town and he still didn't know anyone. Students were milling about, talking rapidly and excitedly about what they did over the summer. It was how a first day of school would seem like. Nervous, loud, and complete chaos. Zael just stood awkwardly on the side with no one to talk to.

He looks down at his schedule. Math first period. Great...Just his luck. Zael starts heading for the classroom but he was too busy staring down at his schedule that he failed to notice a guy standing in the middle of the hallway. So, Zael ended up crashing straight into that guy.

"Oof." Zael grunts as his head smacks against the other boy's head. "Sorry!"

The boy pauses, looking over Zael's boring shirt, boring pants, and boring everything except for the feathers he liked to keep in his hay yellow hair. At the same time, Zael looks over the boy. His black hair was cut interestingly with the sides shaven short in an interesting zig zag pattern and the rest in a messy flop over the top and back of his head. He wore a black jacket and white shirt with jeans on. There was a smile on his face that made him seem different. It was like if he was smirking at Zael in a kind way.

"Hey, kid. You on your own?" the boy grins, looking straight into Zael's eyes with those bright golden eyes of his.

Zael nods hesitantly.

"Same as me then. Well, come on." the boy takes Zael's hand and drags him down the hallway. "My name's Dagran. I just moved here over the summer. You?"

Zael eventually found the courage to speak up. "My name is Zael...I moved here over the summer as well…"

"We're on the same boat then. What's your first class?"

Zael looks at his schedule even though he already knows. "Uh...math...with...Mr. Asthar…"

Dagran grins, holding up his schedule. "Same here. Let's go find the classroom."

A smile creeps onto Zael's face, unable to prevent himself from catching Dagran's undeniable happiness. The bell rings, sending a rush of students down the hallways.

At last, they reach the classroom they were searching for. Dagran pulls open the door and then freezes. Zael crashed into Dagran's back upon his sudden stop.

"Hey...what was that for?" Zael mumbles rubbing his head from bumping it two times in five minutes. He looks up to see who Dagran was staring at.

There was a boy sitting at a desk with his feet on the table as if nothing in the world cared to him. His hair was a brownish blackish colour, pulled back and tied into a tiny ponytail, leaving a strand of hair dangling in front of his face. He wore a vest with no sleeves and clothing that made him seem like the type of person you wouldn't want to mess around with. The boy was on his phone, texting some friends. He looks up from his phone and his gaze lands on Dagran.

He breaks into a smirk. "That stupid haircut. If it wasn't Pretty Boy Dagran."

Dagran scowls at him. "Shut it, Zoran. How many times have I told you not to call me that."

"My bad, Pretty Boy. But I do what I want."

Dagran ignores that last comment and goes sit down on the other side of the room, as far away as possible from Zoran.

Zael follows Dagran. "Who's he?"

Dagran frowns, a look of pain from past memories crossing his face briefly but he shakes that away and returns to his usual cocky smile. "Eh...Zoran? He and I used to go to school together. He moved a while back...kinda a coincidence how I ended up moving to the same school as him now. I just...wasn't expecting it."

"He seemed to know you very well." Zael comments sitting down next to Dagran.

Dagran frowns yet again. "He and I...we used to be...friends." He said that with such a tone that Zael decided not to press further.

Suddenly, the clatter of a chair next to them makes both of them turn their head towards the sound. A girl with messy bright orange hair was sitting leisurely in the chair next to them, watching them with curiosity in her eyes. Her clothes looked like they were tossed on randomly without any care in the world. A boy sat on the desk next to her with short blonde hair. There was a strange scar on his neck and face that made him seem almost scary. He had a goofy smile on his face that said otherwise and his clothes were just as sloppy as the girl's.

"What do you want?" Dagran asks harshly.

"Nothing!" the boy laughs. "What does it look like?"

The girl grins and leans forward. "Say...are you two new at this school?" She had a carefree tone in her voice just like the boy.

Zael nods slowly.

The girl smiles even wider. "Great! We'll show you around later, alright?"

"Wait a sec. Where are our manners. We still haven't introduced ourselves yet. My name's Lowell." Lowell gestures towards the girl. "And this crazy person here is Syrenne."

Syrenne's face darkens as she scowls at Lowell. "Who are you calling crazy!?"

One shove was all it took to send Lowell tumbling off the desk and onto the floor.

Syrenne turns and smiles sweetly at Zael and Dagran. "Where were we...right...my name is Syrenne."

Dagran nods. "My name's Dagran. Pleased to meet you."

"Zael...that's my name." Zael mumbles, his gaze on Lowell. "Are you alright?"

Lowell stands up, rubbing his aching back. "Yeah...I'll be fine. She does that so often that it would be abnormal if she didn't hurt me at least once per day. That monster..."

Syrenne scowls again. "Why you! You're the one flirting with women every day."

Lowell shrugs. "You can't blame me. It's in my blood."

"Idiot…" Syrenne mutters.

Zael laughs. It was hard not to with these people.

Syrenne looks around the room. "First thing first. You need to know these people in the class. Let me tell ya."

She points at Zoran sitting at the other side of the room. "He's-"

"We already know him." Dagran interrupts.

Syrenne blinks. "Oh...okay. Well then." She points at a girl with black hair that looked almost purple sitting near the front of the room. There was a flower in her hair and her face was buried in a book. She had a calm look of her face that was almost relaxing to watch. "Her name's Mirania. She spends her whole day in a book, only coming out for classes. She's so darn silent and nobody really knows her very well…"

She then points at a boy sitting in the darkest corner of the room. His silver hair was tied back in several braids and there was an eyepatch over one of his right eye. He was bent over his desk, writing in a book. "That over there is Yurick. He's just as silent as Mirania but unlike her, he's kinda mean. He really dislikes socializing with anyone. Never smiling, never talking unless necessary. That's him. The best student in the whole school. He's downright boring in my opinion."

Suddenly the door opens and all heads were turned as a girl walks in with silvery hair that fluttered behind her in a way that made it seem like it was shimmering with stars. She had a bright blue dress on that contrasted the somewhat sad look in her blue eyes. Her gaze wanders the room until it lands on Zael. They stare into each other's eyes, as if they were in a trance.

The gaze was interrupted by the bell ringing signaling the start of class. The girl with silver hair rushes to a seat.

"Who's that…" Zael asks, still somewhat mesmerized by her.

Lowell laughs. "Her? She's-"

The door opens up again, this time the teacher walking in.

"We'll tell you later." Lowell whispers as class started.

Zael nods but as the teacher reaches the front of the classroom, his gaze was still on the girl that had walked in earlier. He needed to know who she is later…

A/N: That turned out a bit longer than I expected….XD...but that's a good thing...XD...not a bad thing at all.

So...uh...please review and tell me what you think...XD