Okay, so I have recently been doing a lot of writing, and looking back, a lot of my old work sucks, so I'm editing it. I hope that you'll like the finished product.

I don't own Assassination Classroom

Karma pov

Monday morning, I sat up quickly, trying to capture what had happened in my dreams, only being able to find the silhouette of a girl with long red hair, and ruby eyes that seemed almost, scared. I tried to shake it off, but it followed me as I got ready for school, becoming slightly more paranoid than usual.

I got there without incident, immediately heading over to where Nagisa was sitting, noticing that the conversation was a bit more animated than usual.

When I sat down, Nagisa turned to where i was sitting, and I gave him a nod in acknowledgement. "So, why's everyone so hyper? I thought that everyone hated Mondays?" I asked, and Nagisa shook his head.

"No, it's about the new transfer student, they're supposed to be from overseas. It was all that was talked about last night on the group chat, how did you miss it?" He said, and I shrugged.

"Haven't had internet since Saturday night, a tree fell near my place and knocked out the power lines." I paused for a moment. "I think that they'll have it fixed by the end of the day. Is there anything else known about the new kid?" Other than they're from overseas.

Nagisa shook his head. "No one really has any answers, the only thing we know is she's a girl." He looked like he was about to continue, when the door opened, and in walked our teacher.

He seemed to be slightly perturbed as he entered, even as he brightly greeted the class. "Hello students! As i'm sure you're aware, we have a new student entering our class. Please give her a warm welcome." He looked towards the door where he had just entered from. "Come on in Miss Spearman." He spoke and I watched with mild interest as a person entered the room.

They were obviously female, as expected, however she didn't show much skin, so it was hard to tell any physical features. She also wore the exact opposite of the dress code, a baggy black sweater adorned with lightning bolts hid her figure well, black jeans with worn knees went down into her black converses, completing the gothic look. I almost missed the dark blue book bag she carried, only catching it because of pin of a red and black diamond.

Korosensei Clapped his tentacles together, getting peoples attention once more. "Okay, why don't you tell everyone something interesting about yourself, then we can start attendance!" He said.

The girl nodded once. "I have a skull tattoo on my left shoulder." Was all she said, before heading to the back of the class where the new desk sat, the only empty one there.

I smirked, knowing that this was going to be interesting as the whispers started once again.

Moira's pov

I sat down, opening my drawing book on the table, smirking when the teacher glanced at my desk and turned cherry. "Miss Spearman, you may draw on your own time. If I can't trust you to do your work, I may be forced to make you remove your hood." He said, and I nodded, keeping up the quiet kid facade.

"Sorry sensei." I apologized, bringing out my actual notebook and pretending to pay attention to him.

Later in class, he called on me when he noticed that I hadn't written anything down, and I answered easily, making him, not angry, but almost, dissapointed, and I looked away.

Once those classes were over and lunch had started, I escaped to the teacher's lounge, before the other students had time to pounce, as I had a meeting with Miss Jelavic. As i left, I noticed that one stare felt harder than the rest, but left instead of addressing it.

Irina's pov

I turned when the door opened, and smiled when I saw who it was. "Moira! Please, sit down." I told her, and she did so quickly.

"Hello, Jelavic-sensei, it's good to see you again." She said, and I waved off the formalities.

"Please, we both know each other far too well for all that stuffy crap. I'm just sorry that I didn't have time to meet before this. The last time I saw you was back in, oh, was it in England?" I asked, before shaking my head. "Not important, it's so nice to see that you're doing okay, I know that you weren't at your best the last time I saw you."

She nodded. "I'm just glad to be back in Japan. I didn't know that you suggested going here because you worked here, though I have to say, teaching suits you."

"Doesn't it? I am surprised that I'm actually enjoying it. but enough about me, how about you?" I said.

"Well," She started, and we talked all throughout the lunch period, only stopping when the bell sounded.

The girl startled at the sound. "I have to go, but I'll talk to you soon, H!" She exclaimed, quickly leaving. When i turned back to my work, I noticed a flash of yellow by the window, and I growled. He had no right to intrude on her privacy like that.

Next day,

Moira walked into class and sat at the back again, the class following her with their eyes. She pulled out her notebook, again, and followed along, even as she was bored to tears, just waiting for the bell.

The class had filed out into the yard now, as it was gym. The girl looked at the class, and saw that they were learning stuff that was at novice level at best, making her decision about skipping for her. She slipped away quietly, no one realizing that she was gone until they realized that she had to change for gym.

They looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse, but she was long gone by then. Korosensei was watching all of this occur, and went over to where Karasuma was standing. "I have an idea for your students." The octopus started. "Why don't we try and find our new student?" He suggested, and the class was immediately whispering.

Nagisa was the first to speak. "Ummm, Korosensei? We don't even know if she's had any special training." He said, getting a number of nods.

Korosensei waved off the murmurs of agreements. "Don't worry, I have it on word from Jelavic-sensei that she's trained heavily, more than all of you." His face now had green stripes on it. "Maybe she'll actually be a challenge." There were grumbles and the octopus knew that he had won.

Karasuma looked skeptically at the yellow blob. "Okay. Your assignment today is to find your errant classmate. You have until the end of class. Go!" He instructed, and watched as the group of children scattered in all directions into the woods.

"This will be interesting." Korosensei said, as he sipped his tea.

"Is she really as skilled as you say she is?" The gym instructor asked, wanting to know how much of a threat she could turn out to be.

Korosensei took a long sip of his tea. "Well, to be honest, I have no idea!" He told the other male happily.

"What!"

Moira was sitting beside one of the many creeks littering the mountain, blasting her music. She bobbed her head to the noise as she skipped rocks across the creek. She was enjoying the brief moment of peace, when she caught a flash of red through the trees. She clicked off her music and twisted towards the figure that stood behind her.

"Man, letting me see you? That's pretty careless of you. I thought you were supposed to be the talanted one? Or is that just hype?" She asked the younger boy.

"Spearman, I would like to ask you some questions, if you would be so kind." The redhead purred and Moira smirked.

"I will answer one question only." She stopped for a second. "Well, I mean, one a day. I want to see how long this takes you to figure out."

Karma tilted his head. "What am I supposed to be figuring out?"

"Is that your question?" She asked, and grinned at the annoyed look on his face. "I'll take that as a no. That's okay. I'll let it slide this time." The dark clad girl said, and Karma's eyes narrowed.

"How kind of you." He replied, not sounding pleased at being played with. "Why are you so intent on wearing that hood? You seemed pretty intent on keeping it there."

"See, now there is a good question. You see, I have some pretty, let's say recognizable features that I'd rather not reveal right now." She checked her phone, and blanched at the time. "Sorry kiddo, I have to go finish unpacking."

Before Karma could protest the nickname, she was already running. Karma tried to follow, but he quickly lost her.

Soon enough, it was the end of the period, and the class met back up in the field. Nagisa glanced at his friend, noticing that he was agitated. "What's wrong Karma?" He asked innocently.

Karma turned to look at him, the taller boy's face softening slightly. "Oh nothing, just plotting."