Disclaimer: I don't own Konomi-sama's PoT, Jimmy Neutron's brain blast, Archimedes's Eureka and Jonathan Swift's Lilliput, Nathaniel Hawthorne's scarlet letter

Title: The Mentalist

The first thing I noticed when I woke up that morning, were the clouds, viewed from my window. They were ominous. And if I haven't known better I would say that those despicable chunks of water vapor were there to make my day. Like your enemy saying hello to you, while flashing a sinister grin

Yep. The great disappointment

I momentarily tore my eyes away from the window. I looked at the ceiling and remembered something

Wait!

Damn, today is freaking Monday! Monday means first day of school.

WTH!

I screamed in my mind

What the hellish time is it?

I shot a look up at my wall clock, dreading my very own discovery, and to think I even took time thinking about the weather! Crap that was such a waste of time, considering that I don't have much left.

Great! Monday+7:30=?

Oh no! I mentally slapped myself. I would be late if I don't start moving. The school gates would close and then my attendance record would have a signature of my adviser and on the first day too. Screw my stupid alarm clock, haven't I clearly instructed you to wake me up! And those people downstairs too, whatever happened to concern over family members.

Well, better late than never.

So I grabbed my towel and showered as fast I can manage, being the slowpoke I always was. When I'm done taking a bath and putting on my clothes. I ran down the stairs to the kitchen, I grabbed a toast and touched my mom's bento made especially for me. I squinted as I hurriedly read the note attached to it

Dear Rosen

I cooked your favorite fish fillet, hope you like it. Good luck on your first day!

Daddy and I will be back by six

Love,

Mom

I finished examining the note, remembering the significance of my eyeglasses because my mother always writes in a loopy Lilliputian script. I smiled, as I tucked it into my skirt pocket.

"Just like Okaa-san, always so caring"

I got out of the house as soon as I was done checking all the locks and switching off all the electricity there was. I hurriedly combed my ebony black hair and half-ran on my way to school, maybe because I'm late and I don't want to drench myself in the impending rain.

I was relieved when I realized that I was only five minutes late and the gates were still open. Right away I started searching for my classroom. 1-A. It didn't took me much time finding it, partly because I've already visited it when I enrolled and partly because I am really good with navigations

I stood there, panting when I reach my designated classroom. I became hesitant to do anything, so I just listened to the sound coming from the room. I waited as I heard what I assumed the teacher to stop talking first, before I decided to knock.

Tok Tok

I heard my balled-up fist beat the hard wooden door. It was then that the chattering from the inside abruptly died. "Maybe they were all curious of who's behind" I thought. I've already counted five seconds when a smiling woman of mid-thirty's slid the door open. She looked at me and asked if I am the Transferee.

"Yes I am", I answered without so much interest. Stupid of the teacher, do I not look like a new student? What did she expected, a plumber?

Dismissing my ranting, I took steps entering the chamber where I'm quite sure all of the other students' eyes were fixated upon me. It didn't feel uncomfortable; I was way too accustomed to ogling. I slowly lifted my eyes, seeing a clear view of the whole room and all of their faces. Some were shocked, others smiling, many were confused.

"sorry I forgot to tell you guys" the adviser told all of them

"We have a transferee here"

I averted my eyes to the teacher, making it plain that I was paying attention

"Now, can you please introduce yourself." Yep, you know the drill when a kid transfers to a school.

"first I apologize for my tardiness. I got lost on my way"

"Well, then"

"My name is Eldana Rosen Filomina Yoshida"

"Eh?"They were all bewildered. They all gawked. I noticed, except, perhaps the boy sitting on the third row

"Why does your name sound so foreign?"

I heard one loud annoying voice sound throughout the room; it was piercing and torture some. I scanned my surroundings, searching for its owner; who turned out to be a pigtailed girl sitting in the second row.

"Stupid Osakada, that is because she really is a foreigner, look at her, her skin is a little more toned and her face looks sort of like European"

Another voice said, this time it was a boy with a Unibrow, or in other words eyebrows, literally and permanently knitted to each other. He smiled, boasting of his knowledge. I narrowed my eyes thinking; Aw man! Such happiness, but wait, I'll surely crush him.

Here goes my promise

"I hate it when people interrupt me when I'm talking" I shot them a glare, discreetly adding them to my blacklist. God, how I hate loud people!

That made the two of them relaxed again to their seats, faces bearing an expression of apology

"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted"

"My Name is Eldana Rosen Filomina Yoshida"

For their convenience (and obviously mine too), I resorted in writing my name in Roman letters on the board. When finally they seem to understand my name I proceeded into introducing myself further

"I'm half Japanese, A quarter Italian And a quarter Irish"

"Ah.. that's why" they all whispered in realization. I suddenly had the urge to snort because I'm quite sure I intimidated them, but I didn't. I'm quite good in restraining emotions

" I came from a school in Italy and I transferred here because, my family decided to live here"

They nodded, understanding.

"It's nice to meet all of you and everyone, please take care of me." I faked a smile, which I know, looks more like an evil grin, as I ended my little speech.

"now where should I sit" I asked the teacher

She examined the room, and decided to make some changes.

"You Echizen" she pointed to a handsome boy with a sort of a dark greenish tint of a hair. The boy sitting on the third row, the one who dared ignore my presence

"hn" he stared at us

"what"

"sit on the back beside Ryuzaki-chan"

"Hn"

And so I moved towards the third Row, occupying the seat the Echizen Boy left. I watched as the boy sat next to the Ryuzaki girl, who seemed very red.

And then, here goes my habit.

See,

Observe,

Watch,

Read,

Read if only necessary, or if only I can't help it

My eyes flickered as I classified all of my classmates

Flirt

Dork

Tsundere*

Overachiever

Timid

Oh yeah, whatever.

Our teacher, which I was informed named Shizora-sensei* courtesy of my classmate, suddenly demanded for my attention. I complied, looking at her through my half drooping eyelids.

"Yoshida, do you know anything about Nathaniel Hawthorne?"

"Wrong question sensei, you should have asked about what I don't know about him" I snickered in my thoughts

"Well, I remember that he is the Author of the Scarlet Letter"

In my mind I was itching to talk more, but….

Stop right there, I need to be less noticeable, keep a low profile first. I can't just ruin my plans yet. I would have to wait, I would have to plant land mines, I would have to give them a surprise. I would have to stay on track.

I decided to give my attention back to my poor sensei, I said he's poor because his jaws were dropping, without him noticing.

My classmates gasped at my perfect English

"What? I told you I'm a quarter Irish"

"ne, you're just like Echizen"

"Echizen, huh?"

I sank back to my seat, after finally granting my teacher's wish of my recitation.

"well not so bad" I thought, for one I was neither seated with the loud-mouth girl nor the loud-mouth boy.

I was comfortable with my seat. Truth be told I love how I came into a class 1-A, which I assumed was the cream section. Thinking; I don't need more encounters with dumb , dumb persons are always more predictable. People with some level of intelligence were somehow more amusing and interesting.

I secretly began observing people again, my classmates; my potential lab rats. It is after all, a hobby, like an obsession, or maybe just a serious liking for what goes in and out a person's mind. I would take much time and stress in pondering, and always, something inside my head would click, like Jimmy neutron. Except that I would never scream Brain blast or not even the slightest Eureka.

I always had keen senses and perception. This is my gift and what else could I do about it? Of course none other than, put it to good use.

I glanced once again at the Echizen Boy, not missing a slight smile plastered upon his face. Then I traced his line of vision, arriving to the Ryuzaki girl sitting next to him.

Well, well, well

I mentally gave myself a pat on the back.

"I knew they have something"

I buried my face to my note book as I tried to hide the smirk running across my face. "Just wait Seishun Gakuen, prepare to be blown-away by yours truly."

Eldana Rosen Filomina Yoshida

Aka

The mentalist

OWARI

AN: I don't know why I made this one