I wasn't only the 'new girl'. I was the new, new, new girl that came in the middle of the semester. I'm not going to lie, I felt those butterflies in my stomache. And I thought that when people said that, they were just overreacting. Look how hypocritical I'm being now. My hands crossed infront of me and I walked through the field of the school and breathed in and out. The people I saw to the left, right, and straight ahead of me all looked like normal, average scumbags who gossiped amongst themselves as a hobby.

And then I looked behind me, since I've already walked a far enough distance, and saw a group of five people. Four boys--one, short and blonde wearing a girls uniform (already?!), one with two-toned black and white hair, one tan carrot top, and the last one's face.. I didn't really see it, but his hair looked silver. And then the girl--she was probably the prettiest girl I've seen in my entire seventeen years of life, with long brunette hair and big blue happy eyes.

I sighed and turned to walk towards them, since they looked friendly enough and didn't seem to give me evil glares like the others did. I put on my best smile and held onto the straps of my bookbag. "Hello," I finally spoke.

The silver-haired teen turned to look at me and smiled. The other four's eyes traveled from the girl, to me. I suddenly felt my cheeks redden, but tried to remain cool--I didn't want them to think I was.. dorky. That was the last thing I needed. "Hi there, I'm Tohru." The girl walked over to me with a grin and giggled, "You must be that new student, right? Yurie Atikaya,"

I nodded in surprise and looked at her, all flushed now. "Nice meeting you, Tohru."

"And I'm Momiji!" The blonde-haired boy introduced himself with a laugh, and he looked so hyper I was beginning to get scared.

"Dammit Momiji, don't scare the girl!" The orange haired boy put a hand on his shoulder, pushing him back. He looked at me with his unusual firey eyes and managed to force a smile, "I'm Kyo."

"And this is Yuki," Momiji interrupted again, going infront of the silver haired boy. "Hatsuharu, Haru for short." He spoke, standing infront of 'Hatsuharu' now, the boy with the two-toned hair and pale skin. I smiled at them, but only managed to get a smile from Yuki, and left Haru hanging. He must've been staring into space or something, because he was looking to his right, sitting on the ground, leaning on a tree. His knee hid his mouth and the other layed loose on the grass.

"I'm Yurie Atikaya, pleased to meet you all. Really," I said, grinning from ear to ear. Yuki chuckled, so I must've looked like such a dork and failed my goal of being cool for once. "Miss Yurie, what class are you in?" Yuki asked me, with that warm sort of smile he had when he was speaking to Tohru. "2-D," I stated, looking at the piece of paper I kept in my pocket.

"Oh, you're in a class with Momiji and Haru," Kyo spoke, nodding his head towards the hyper blonde and the ever so silent Hatsuharu. "What do you mean, Momiji's the same age as me?" I asked, a bit startled. He seemed so young, like my cousin or something.

"And what class are you three in?" I asked them, tilting my head with curiosity.

"3-D." Tohru said, walking towards me.

I saw her attempt to make small conversation with me when the three boys went over to Hatsuharu. I haven't heard his voice yet, I hope they convince him to introduce himself. "So, where did you come from?" Tohru asked me, interrupting my train of thought. "Oh, I'm actually from Tokyo. My father's a businessman, and travels a lot, so I hop from school to school. But I hope I get to stay here though, since I met you guys."

"Oh, I hope so too."

Tohru turned to see what was going on with Hatsuharu after several pleads of, 'Go say Hi to her Haru!' from Momiji, I assumed. Hatsuharu turned his head to look at me for a moment but then looked back to the other direction. "Oh," I felt a warm smile creep upon my lips as our eyes locked, but felt a bit dissapointed when he broke the gaze. "I'm so sorry, Miss Atikaya, it seems Hatsuharu's been feeling a bit weird this morning." Yuki spoke, trying to ease the tension.

I shook my head and reassured him, "Oh, it's no problem, really Yuki. I have those days too, when I just don't want to talk to anyone." With a sigh, I looked at the four and smiled. "No worries."

"Sorry, Yurie. We're really tryin' for ya," Kyo chuckled, and faced me for a while then returned to bugging the boy. "Haru, dammit! Get up, you're being rude! Say hi to the girl, you jackass!"

I felt blood rush from my head and tilted my head in uneasiness as I heard the words spit out of Kyo's mouth. I could already tell he was hot-tempered. Just like my brother. "Say, Yurie. Maybe we could all eat together during lunch? What do ya say, please Yurie-kun?" Momiji's sweet voice warmed my heart a bit and I smiled. "Of course, I'd be happy to get to know you all more."

The bell rang an annoying ring that startled me and left everyone, except for Hatsuharu, laughing. "Oh, gosh, I guess I'm gonna have to get used to that, huh?" I said, inbetween laughs as I put a hand on my forehead.

As much as I wanted to get even a mumble out of Hatsuharu before we all left, I couldn't. Which was strange. My mother always told me that I have some sort of gift, but not in this school I guess. But now I was in class, and had to get those thoughts outta my head to make room for some quantum physics! Again, I got more attention as people stared at me talking to myself. "Shoot, shoot, shoot."

I walked into class and saw the familiar faces sitting by each other. An empty spot was next to them, and I hope to God it was mine. "Hey, Yurie! Over here! Saved a seat just for ya!"

With a giggle, and a secret sigh of relief to myself, I walked over and sat by Momiji. I looked at him, then at the silent Hatsuharu. "This week, we're practicing quantum physics." The teacher stated, using his stick to point to an example on the chalkboard.

I heard a sigh from Hatsuharu, and smiled. At least he wasn't completely silent; his expression looked like he was annoyed. My smile faded and I turned my attention to the board, frantically writing notes, trying to copy them as fast as the teacher was speaking. "Oh, shoot! I messed up!" I made a shriek and noticed that everyone seemed to be staring at me while my nerves were being attacked. Calming myself down, I sat back on my seat and put my head down in embarassment.

"That was.. cute," I heard an unfamiliar voice and my eyes widened. I sat up to see who said the three words and saw Hatsuharu, smiling at me.

"C.. cute?" I felt my cheeks redden and I chuckled sheepishly. Him calling me cute wasn't the only reason that I was beginning to feel a rush of shyness, it was the fact that this was the first time I heard his voice. And I was glad I did.

"Yay! Haru, you're finally alive again!" Momiji grinned at Haru, waving his arms in happiness. Hatsuharu hit his head with a pencil and grunted, "Yeah yeah. But don't get used to it,"

"So, you're the famous.. Hatsuharu?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He nodded, "Yes. I apologize for earlier this morning, I was in a bad mood.."

With a nod, I smiled reassuringly as if saying it was okay. Though I couldn't help but wonder why he was silent for two hours when he was around me, or when I was around him. But something about his awfully charming smile told me that he easily had mood swings.

"Just like you, hmm!" My slightly older and immature brother, Hikaru, teased. I wasn't sure why I told him almost everything that happened everyday. Maybe it was because he was the only one home to listen to what I have to say. My mother's always out taking care of some chores, and my father's always taking trips to U.S.A. since he worked for one of the government buildings. I was happy for my parents, but I never got to see them. So, you could say Hikaru was my only bliss.

"How is he just like me?" I asked, looking up from my homework to him. My eyebrow had been cocked in curiosity; that was the last thing I expected. I guess quantum physics and the thought of Momiji in a girl's uniform caught me off guard.

"Well, for one, he has mood swings. Just like you, Yurie-chan." He smirked slyly at me, patting my head, and purposely running his hands through my hair. I sighed. Maybe he was right. But I wasn't exactly sure, since I only heard Hatsuharu speak a few words. I wondered what tomorrow would bring.

Well, that was it! It's my first fanfiction in a long time, so please bare with me if I mentioned some parts that bored you. Anyways, I love reviews, so please! No flames, though. Constructive criticism is a way to do it without being completely heartless.

Love,
Diana