Len's POV
"Hey, wait up, you guys!" I shout, tripping over my feet. I was never athletic, unlike Neru-chan, and I've always sucked at sports. That might be why I got picked on for the first ten years of my life, including by my sister, Rin. Right now, I was "walking" to school with Rin, Neru-chan, and Miku-chan. Or should I say Miku-senpai. Starting today, Miku-chan is in high school while the rest of us still have one year in junior high. She tried to make it clear that while she was a first year, we could still hang out with her, even if it meant ruining her "reputation." That was the first I've ever heard of Miku having a reputation. "Come on, you guys, wait for me!" I called, gasping for breath. Neru turned around and blushed as she narrowed her eyes angrily.
"Geez, Len, you're so slow." She said as she waited for me to catch up to her. Miku-senpai and Rin just kept walking. Neru tugged at her black pleated skirt as we walked side-by-side to school. It was the first time I really noticed our uniforms. The girls wore a white shirt with a yellow ribbon, a black skirt, and an optional black cardigan, while the boys wore a white shirt, a yellow tie, black pants, and an optional black jacket. Miku-senpai's uniform was the same as the girls, except instead of a yellow bow, it was a cerulean blue bow. I guess I must be staring and thinking about the bows on their shirts so much that Neru started to think I was some kind of pervert or something and she nudges me into a tree. Ouch. Anyway, we finally catch up to the others, and the big school is only about a kilometer away. My cheeks grow warm as I think of this as being our last year here at junior high. I don't even know if I would be in the same classes as everyone else. Miku not being there was bad enough, but what if Neru-chan and Rin weren't there too?
Rin's POV
So there's a funny story about the four of us. Well, it's not really that funny, and there aren't really only four of us. There's a ton of us. We're called Vocaloids, at least the most of us are. We're all really interesting, actually. We're created, but we're not robots. We're Vocaloids. Basically, a Vocaloid is a very intelligent life form. You might think,
"Yeah, you're just a robot with feelings and stuff, and you'll use your laser blasters to take over the world." I've gotten that before, but I've never really gotten the chance to tell the person that that's not really how we work. (I don't even HAVE laser blasters.) The thing about Vocaloids, we're created exactly like humans. Yeah. You know the whole process (hopefully) and that's how it works. Next you're probably going to say,
"Okay, so fine, you were actually conceived and actually a baby, but you're most likely programmed to have super speed and super strength and know everything in the world." Not really. Hell, have you seen my last fitness test results? I even thought I did well on the last test, but sensei tricked us with matching questions. And Len, he sucks at sports. He can't even run. Miku, well, okay, I admit, she's just about perfect at everything, but she gets really overdramatic.
And scientists didn't just decide that that was how it was going to be. That's how it is. Neru is good at sports, but she's not really well at saying how she feels. Also, she tends to lose her temper often. Another thing, Vocaloids don't all get along with each other. At first, Neru and I were the worst of enemies. But over time, we started getting to know each other better, and we can actually tolerate each other now. We still have a lot of differences and we argue a lot, but again, that's just the way it is. So, now you're going to say to me,
"Ok, but robots can't eat or go to the bathroom or drink water, so you can't either." Sorry to burst your bubble, but we can do that stuff too. And now,
"Ok, so why make Vocaloids if you can just have babies and stuff?" Because there is a little catch. We're not perfectly human. Somewhere deep underneath our skin, there's a chip somewhere that can shut you off at any time. I'm not really even sure how it gets there, it's just… there. But it's not like we have to act a certain way. We can feel pain, we can cry, we have hearts. We're not different from humans, really, except for the chip thing. It's like, we're just from another country, but it got blown up so now we have to live among the other people. Except we never did live on another country, and it didn't blow up. We don't know all the other Vocaloids, either. "Well, that's useless." No, it is not. Do you know all the other humans on Earth? I didn't think so.
There is another thing that is very inhuman about us.
All of us are designed-that's right, designed- to be extraordinary singers.
I'd tell you more, but I just arrived at school.
Miku's POV
My Portable Diary™; Miku Hatsune; 16 years old; ID: HachuneVeggie; Password: **********
8:32 AM
High school--Eek, eek. The best 3 years of your life. I actually heard that in America, they have 4 years in high school. That sounds crazy, how can you have 4 years? So anyway, I'm typing this in as I'm walking, and I feel bad ignoring Rin-chan, so I think I'll take a picture of us so she doesn't feel left out.
There it is. So anyway, as you can see, we both have different uniforms. That's because I'm in high school while Rin-chan, Len-chan, and Neru-chan are still in junior high. Ha! I'm making them call me senpai now. Of course I'm nervous and not very excited about having a whole new teacher, but I guess I'm just going to have to put up with it. ^_^''
Well, we just reached the board. I'm going to see whose class I'm in. Nervous much? You could say that.
Later,
Miku-chan
Ooh, this is exciting. I wonder whose class I'm in!
Neru's POV
"Sakine Meiko." I'm reading aloud. That's the teacher we have. Interesting name. Sakine-sensei. "Who do you have, Len?" I ask. My name was always easy to find because it was almost always at the beginning. But Len's was almost always in the middle so it was harder to find.
"Uhm, Sakine Meiko-sensei." He reads, squinting his eyes. "I guess we have the same teacher, huh, Neru?" He says, nudging me, not looking away from the board. I nod and turn to Rin.
"What about you, Rin?" I ask politely. I never like to bother Rin, considering we don't get along very well in the first place. Rin is standing next to Len and her face looks sick.
"Shion Kaito-sensei." She reads quietly. She's about to say something else when Miku interrupts.
"You must have read wrong, Rin." She says bluntly. "That's the same teacher as me." You can hear a bite in Miku's voice. She also said those words quickly, as to say Stop being stupid, you obviously got the name wrong. Rin kept staring at her name. You can tell she wasn't joking, but you can also see that she didn't want to be in that class.
"No… that's what it says." She points her name out to Miku and… Miku is walking away. Uh, uh… Uh-oh. Rin looks like she's about to cry. Len quickly threw his arms around her and comforted her by stroking her golden head. Say, did Len grow over summer vacation? He looked a little taller than his sister. So much for being identical. I watch as he says something in her ear, and she hugs him back. The thing is, Rin thinks about things a lot. She can pass time just by thinking. So now she's probably thinking of the whole year without her brother. HE'S NOT JUST YOURS, YOU KNOW! I'm screaming inside my head. I walk over next to her and bonk my elbow down on her shoulder.
"Look Rin-kun," –I add the -kun to make her seem more tough – "even though Len isn't going to be in your class, it's not the end of the world. You still have lunch and stuff together, for heaven's sake, you live together. Plus you still have Miku-chan to keep you company. Speaking of which, maybe they made a mistake and, I dunno, accidentally put you in that class. So cheer up." I say, poking my index finger into her tear-stained cheek. She jerks her head away at my touch, but you can tell she feels better.
"That's true, Rin. Neru has a point." He says. "There are a few good possibilities about it. And even if you aren't in our class, at least you have another best friend there with you." I nod triumphantly.
"For now, you should get to the class it says to go to, okay?" I say, taking a hankie out of my pocket and handing it to her.
"Yeah, okay." She says, wiping her eyes with the cloth. "Thanks, Neru. That made me feel a little better." I smile as she walks away to her class. Len grins at me. Please, Len, don't stop smiling at me.
Miku's POV
My Portable Diary™; Miku Hatsune; 16 years old; ID: HachuneVeggie; Password: **********
9:15 AM
That girl has some nerve –some nerve! – being in the same class as me. I have no idea how that is even possible. By the way, Veggie-kun, sorry if I'm pressing this little keyboard too hard, I'm a little tempered right now. I mean JEEZ! I'm a first year high schooler and she's supposed to be in junior high! Oh, great, she's running after me now. I'll type more later.
Signed,
Hatsune Miku
Rin's POV
"Miku, wait up!" I shout, running towards her. Crap, even I'm having trouble running now. Either that or Miku walks too fast. Nevertheless, I was cured from my sudden depression and was now looking forward to the possibility of being in Miku's class.
"Why should I?" she calls back. I groan. Overdramatic as usual.
"BeCAUSE, why does it matter that I'm in the same class as you?" I shout. Suddenly she stops walking.
"Um, I dunno." She says after about a kajillion. Miku turns around. "I really don't know. In fact, shouldn't it be fun that we're in the same class?" She asks me with this blank look on her face. Face palm.
"Yeah, it should. You wanna head to class?" I ask sarcastically, checking my watch. Shoot. School starts in 7 minutes and we have no idea where the classroom is.
"Sure, I guess." She answers. "So where is Classroom 1B?" She wonders aloud. And then I look up and tug at her sleeves. Because we're standing right in front of Classroom 1B's door.
Yeah, short chapter, I know. ^_^' But I still feel that this is going to be a great story!! What about you guys?? R&R, and now, it's time for me to get some R&R! (Pun, pun, pun.)
-Kari White, The Amazing Morph. ~Wink.