Oh, geez it feels like it's only been a week since I've typed up my last chapter of this story. Time sure passes by way too fast for my liking! By the freaking way guys, Death Note is something I seriously loved to death! I literally laughed when they did those movies! I think it should've stayed as an anime. Hm, by the way I'm going to edit the first chapter by making it vanilla instead of sugar because it seems less impossible…

Oh, and I have a request! If I ever start to stray from the path of the main plot please tell me! Even if it's a flame please tell me! I noticed that a lot of stories that have to do with school start to stray from the main path to assassins or something, which is something I never want to do, so flame, PM, review, etc. just tell me I'm straying from the main path! As a novice authoress I must learn to stay on the main plot no matter what, no questions asked!


Chapter 2

May and Misty had already compared their two schedules. Apparently they didn't even have a single class together.

"This stinks!" May pouted. She had been looking so forward to having even a single class with Misty.

"We can always hang out at lunch, right?" Misty patted May's head and walked to her class. May felt a painful wave of nervousness engulf her. She, unlike May had actually paid close attention to Principal Brown's tour of the school. May just barely remembered where her first two classes were.

"How am I supposed to go find my third period class now?" May sighed and headed to her first class. May stalked to her classroom like, a zombie.

"I'm guessing you're the new student." May jumped and looked at who was in front of her. It was just a teacher. He had tan skin, a green vest under an orange shirt, some tannish-gray pants, and dark spiky hair.

"Um, yeah, are you my first period teacher, Mr.-?" May hadn't the slightest clue what to call him. Sure it would've also been helpful if she had actually memorized her schedule and teachers too, but she had been too tired and forgetful.

"I am, but you can call me Brock instead. I'm assuming you're Misty? Or are you May?" Brock said.

"I'm…Misty, no I'm…May." She said nervously. May had been nervous wreck ever since Misty had left her. She was just trying really hard to hide it, well, and she was a tired too.

"Okay, nice to meet you May. I'll introduce you to the class." Brock headed inside the classroom as May listened from outside the classroom. She heard him say, "I know there have been rumors about Ms. Maple," May blushed when she heard this, "But I'd like all of you to welcome her."

Brock motioned for May to enter. May gulped nervously and forgot all about her drowsiness. She walked step by step into the classroom, which actually looked like she was doing some kind of funky robot dance. "Uh…hi."

"You can take your pick out of the three empty chairs." Brock offered. May looked around the room. One was in between two brunettes. Another was at the front edge next to a boy with a white hat that almost completely covered his black hair and the last seat was next to two boys with green hair.

May considered her choices. She felt herself blushing about being next to the boy with black hair and a little overwhelmed by the drop dead gorgeous brunette, so she sat next to the boy with green hair, who seemed to ignore her existence entirely and the other boy with paler green hair smiled shyly at her. May gladly returned it since the other boy was just ignoring her.

"Okay, let's start the lesson then. We'll go to the cooking room as soon as I finish explaining the directions." Brock explained. Ironically they were making pudding…

"Try not to burn down the school this time, girl." The boy with bright green hair whispered into her ear. May jumped, but covered her mouth before she screamed. Brock finished his instructions and led the classroom to the Home Economics room.

The room smelled of flour, cooking spray, spices, and so on. The walls were pained a creamy white and the floors were covered in tiles. There were about 5 kitchens for groups of students, which consisted of an oven, a stove, a sink, and some cupboards. Once the room was busy with chatter May said, "My name's not girl and I won't!"

"Yeah, I was wrong. You're loud too." He put his hands up to his ear.

"Look-!" May suddenly stopped. It hadn't occurred to her that she didn't even know anyone's' names.

"It's Drew." Drew flicked his hair.

"Well, Drew, why are you such an arrogant prick?" May gave him the stink eye. Drew smirked and shrugged it off. May felt someone tap her shoulder, it was the white hat kid.

"I heard you were the new kid. My name's Brendan." Brendan grinned. May felt herself grin back at his warm welcome.

"My name's May, nice to meet you." May greeted. Drew rolled his eyes and left to go find his cooking group because he had obviously been ditched by his new toy. He inserted the headphones he had taken off just to tease the new student. He honestly didn't care if any teacher caught him or not. Drew nonchalantly shoved his hands into his dark jeans and walked toward his group, who didn't appreciate his 'taste tester' position.

"Since we're introducing names, he's Wally. He's just too shy to talk. I bet inside he's practically freaking out about a new student." Brendan teased and ruffled Wally's hair.

"Don't do that." Wally said softly. May chuckled softly at the scene. Brendan looked about at her and gave a sly smile, "You're not getting away, either."

He took the bandana off of May's head and ruffled her hair, "Hey, give that back!"

May tried to reach for it, but Brendan was too tall and before Wally could do anything, Brendan had tied the bandana onto Wally's head. "Brendan Birch would you please refrain from teasing Wally and our new student, May?" Brock scolded.

"Sorry, Brock-o." Brendan rubbed the back of his hat. Brock-o where'd that come from? May thought. "Now could you please do what you were supposed to do? You know? The cooking part?" Brock said. Brendan nodded and took the bandana off of Wally's fragile head and back onto May's thickheaded one.

"Oh, right. You haven't got a group yet, May. Hm, well, we seem to be full in all the groups, but I'll assign you to… Ms. Green's group." Brock said after he did Eeny Meanie Miney Moe.

May felt herself walk to the group with the brunette with perfect hair. May then noticed that the rest of the group was just as gorgeous as her. They overwhelmed her greatly, but May's nerves loosened when they smiled her.

"Okay, since we all know you're May. How about we introduce ourselves? I'm Leaf." Leaf had long brown hair with a lime green headband into her hair that straightened perfectly without a split end in sight.

"I'm Marina." She had bright blue hair in pigtails that were shaped like lightning bolts. She had bright blue eyes and a smile that warmed May's insides.

"I'm Dawn, but is my hair okay? They said it was good, but they're always playing tricks on me." Dawn smoothed out her straight dark blue hair. "Oh, relax. It's fine." Leaf soothed.

"What about you May? Do you think it looks good?" Dawn asked. May replied, "Yeah, it looks gorgeous. I wish my hair were like yours."

"Don't say that. I like your hair too. The way you matched your uniform with that bandana was a great idea. I also love how you've done your hair and I don't see a single split end in sight." Dawn complimented. May had blushed at the praises.

"Dawn, we can talk about hair later. Right now we have to make some pudding. Oh, yeah. Are those rumors true? About you burning down your school?" Leaf asked as she gathered some ingredients.

"Oh, um, yeah. I kind of mixed up some ingredients like, gasoline instead of vanilla…" May had said the last part too softly, so the others hadn't heard.

"There's no time to feel bad about it. We have food to make, although, we can't eat it, so if you'd like we'd let you have it all." Marina offered.

"Um, sure, but why don't you want any?" May asked.

"You see, we're models, so we have to follow this special diet, which means-" Leaf was interrupted by Dawn.

"No delicious food." Dawn pouted. May shouldn't have been surprised since they were drop dead gorgeous, but May had always been denser than others.

"That would stink. I don't know how I could live without ice cream, chips, fries, burgers, chocolate, popcorn, pudding…" May started listing various types of junk food.

"Would you please stop? You're going to make me cheat on my diet." Dawn said. May stopped abruptly and apologized. It must've been difficult to always watch people eat things you weren't allowed to.

"Someone help us. I want an A in this class." Leaf said. The rest of class went like a blur to May. Soon enough it was time to pack up and get to the next class, which happened to be history.

"May, what do you have next?" Dawn asked.

"I have history and I have a day of introductions ahead of me, so I have to go." May said.

"Okay, bye. I hope I have another class with you." Marina waved. May was already out of earshot, though. Her schedule didn't seem to like her since she had to run half way across the school just to get to her next class. The biggest problem for her currently was where were her other classes located.

"Are you May? I'm so glad! I thought something bad had happened to you!" The woman, presumably the teacher looked relieved.

"It's only been a few minutes…" May panted. The woman rubbed the back of her head.

"Oh, right! Well, let me introduce you to the class." The woman took May by the hand and dragged her inside the history themed classroom. The walls were covered with maps and important dates. The tables were arranged in rows of 4x5. May immediately spotted the shy boy with faded green hair, Wally.

"This is May. I'm sure you'll like her since I already do! Isn't she pretty?" May blushed hearing this, so did Wally, but May, as usual was too thickheaded to notice.

"Hm, go sit wherever you want. Now, am I forgetting something? Oh, right! I'm Ms. P. I can't tell you what it stands for because it's a secret. Well, actually, I'm not even sure what it stands for. Principal Brown just said that I should be known as Ms. P. My name's Andrea Anderson, so I really don't know why. Oh, well! You just got to go with the flow, right?" Ms. P explained.

May took a seat next to a girl with brown hair. She was also the one in her first class. "You look familiar. Weren't you in my first class?" May blurted out.

"Um, yes, my name's Felicity. I am pleased to meet you." Felicity greeted. She had pale skin, soft gray eyes, and mid-length brown hair that was cut straight at the bottom. She was also really small for her age, about the size of an average 3rd grader.

"I'm May, but I guess you already know that." May said.

"That is true. If you don't mind, would you please confirm the rumors? It is quite puzzling." Felicity said politely. May had to repeat the words back in her head before she understood what she said, sort of.

"I'm guessing you're talking about those rumors, but yeah, I did burn down my school, kind of. It was an accident, though." May's words started to jumble and scramble after that from embarrassment.

"Felicity and May would you please be quiet, I'm trying to teach some history! You know! All the Pokémon discoveries and all that nice stuff," Ms. P sighed.

"Whoops. We're sorry." May apologized.

"It's fine plus I don't really feel like teaching today, so that wraps this up. Let's just have some free time." Ms. P went to go sit in her chair and started to do something on her laptop. Her desk was covered in textbooks, maps, schedules, and other items you'd expect a teacher to have. Well, there was that and then there was the life size model of an Aerodactyl.

It was the only reason the rest of the desk was so messy. The Aerodactyl took up most of the space on the table. It was also pretty frightening with its razor sharp teeth, its bat-like wings, and the sharp claws poised right in the students' faces. Although, Ms. P always said, "If you're terrified of Aero then please inform me."

"We have five minutes of class left. I have math next. What about you?" Felicity asked softly even though the rest of the class was already loud enough to mistake for a wild party.

"I have gym next. I just don't know where the classroom is…" May trailed off awkwardly.

"That is quite troublesome, but if you don't mind I will show you where your next class is, that is if you want me to." Felicity smiled.

"Really? I'd love that so much! Thank you!" May exclaimed. She felt herself buoyant up from the heavy wave of nervousness to a light wave of relief.

"It's not a problem. If you don't have anyone to hang out with at lunch I'll gladly sit with you. I'm quite sure my best friends wouldn't mind, they're really kind." Felicity invited. May felt herself grin.

"Really? If you don't mind I'd want to bring Misty too." May said.

"I haven't the slightest clue who she might be, but if she's as nice as you then I'm more than happy to associate with her." Felicity said.

"Whoops. Misty is my adopted sister. She's the strongest! She could take on a pro wrestler." May bragged.

"She sounds like, a one-of-a-kind girl." Felicity responded politely.

"Yep she-" The bell rang and interrupted May. Together the two girls packed their stuff and headed toward May's class. Together they ran halfway across the school with May being dragged by Felicity. The gray eyed girl stopped abruptly in a screeching halt.

"Sorry, was I going too fast?" Felicity apologized.

"No, it's okay. I'm here in one piece." May panted. She really needed to exercise more.

"If you say so… But I have to get to my class and it's kind of far away from here, so I have to go, bye." Felicity started running in the direction she and May came from.

"Did she just run half across the school just for me?" May felt guilt gnawing at her gut. She ignored it for the moment and stepped inside the classroom. It really didn't occur to May that even the gymnasium would be larger than the others. May took out a small knapsack that held red gym shorts, a white T-shirt, and a pair of tennis shoes.

A loud whistle, well, whistled. A man with long, wavy purple hair began to blow his whistle to the tune of, Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. As soon as it was over he started, Mary Had a Little Lamb.

He finally stopped and looked at May, "Are you the new sugar cookie? Do you want a sugar cookie? I just baked them." The man held up a wicker basket filled with cookies in the shape of Cacturnes. May took one and bit into it,

"It's not half bad." May complimented. The man with purple hair, however, took it as an insult.

Not perfect? He thought. The man clenched his fist, "Are you May?"

"Yep and you're my teacher, right?" May asked.

"That's right, doll! Just call me Harley. Today, we're playing dodge ball, so why don't you get into your gym clothes." Harley said. May nodded and went to go change, so far she didn't see a single person she knew in this class. May quickly changed into her gym clothes. The moment she stepped out, Harley blew his silver whistle.

"Okay, class! Today instead of running we're playing dodge ball! The teams are May and Her Boy Toys vs. Harley's Sugar Cookies! Okay, split into groups! I'll be a team captain and May, darling, will be the other one." Harley announced.

"May and Her Boy Toys?" May thought aloud. A raven haired teen came up to her. He had lightning shaped marks on his cheeks and dark eyes. His face held a goofy, but friendly grin and on his shoulder was a Pikachu.

"I'm Ash and this is my Pikachu. We'd like to join your team. Oh, and what was your name again?" Ash asked.

"I'm May. I'm guessing that's why my team was named, May and Her Boy Toys." May sighed. At least it was better than Harley's Sugar Cookies.

"Oh, that makes sense. Now, you need to pick more people. I know! How about not choosing Gary! I'm going to beat him for sure!" Ash cheered.

"Who's Gary?" May asked.

"He's my ultimate rival and childhood friend. His grandpa is Professor Oak and he's right over there." Ash pointed a finger toward a teen with spiky brown hair with his own entourage of cheerleaders.

"Hm, I don't know. I think he would be helpful. Oh, I don't know! How about you choose my team for me." May groaned. It's not like she knew anyone. May watched as Ash ran around the room asking people to join the team. A girl with almost black choppy layered hair came up to May. She had almond shaped eyes that were almost black and she was wearing a white T-shirt, black gym shorts, and some worn out black converse.

"Yo, I'm Lisa. Can I join your group? I don't think I want to be a 'sugar cookie.'" Lisa introduced.

"Sure, but I think we should ask Ash how many more people have joined my team." May looked around the large gymnasium and found Ash talking to a guy with messy dark brown hair.

"Hey, Lisa! I love you!" The boy waved. Lisa raised her eye brow.

"Um, thanks. Love you too, but you know as friends, but back to the more important things. We're here to play dodge ball, not to randomly scream out at childhood friends, Simon." Lisa said rolled her eyes.

"Okay, but who's team are you on?" Simon asked.

"Guess." Lisa said.

"Harley's Sugar Cookies?" Simon guessed.

"Then let's play." Lisa grinned. Harley's whistle blew and the teams were split up. Simon and Gary were on the opposing team of May, Ash, and Lisa.

"Go! Go! Harley's Sugar Cookies! Go! Go!" Harley cheered with a purple pompom in one hand and a green one in the other.

"Gary, he's our man! If he can't do it! No one can!" Gary's cheerleading squad said in unison.

Balls of red, blue, green, and yellow whirred past the room. The first person out that May was aware of was Lisa. Next was Ash and soon enough Simon was out too. Soon enough the only few left was May and someone else that went by the name of Will. The only one left on Harley's Sugar Cookies was Gary.

"Gary! Gary, he's out man! If he can't do it! No one can!" The girls were still cheering. Will threw the ball and missed Gary, but May threw the ball right after and hit Gary square on the chest.

"NOOOO! My sugar cookies! Don't let that troll-faced doll win!" Harley wailed. The class took it as the chance to go change. May felt a little wary when Harley shot her daggers after May had changed back into her uniform and rushed out of the room.

"Ash, do you know where Mrs. R's class is?" May asked.

"Yeah, I actually have that, so let's go. I'll race you." Ash started to go into a full out sprit with May trailing behind him. She was already tired from her previous three classes.

"We're here!" Ash announced. May had just turned the corner and saw Ash waiting for her.

"I'm…going…to…die." May panted.

"It was just a race." Ash said.

"Never mind." May found a nearby drinking fountain and drank her fill and more, "Ah, now I'm refreshed!"

Together the two entered the math classroom. It looked like the average math-themed classroom and a scrawny, old, and sharp woman sat behind a test typing something on a laptop.

"Are you the young Miss May?" Her voice was screechy.

"Yeah…" May answered awkwardly. The woman had blond hair, but most of it was already streaked with gray. Her nearly gray hair was tied in a neat bun on the nape of her neck. She had glasses neatly placed on her nose, small beady eyes, black high heels, a white blouse, and a black skirt that was much too short for a woman of her age, but she still was very intimidating.

"Take a seat next to Dawn. Raise your hand, so May knows where you are," Dawn raised her perfectly manicured hand, "I won't have any of you boys mixing with the girls." Mrs. R hissed. May rushed to go sit next to Dawn and a girl whose hair was tied into a ponytail.

"Now pay attention! Math is very important! That's why those essays on the importance of math are due next Tuesday." Mrs. R started the lesson. When half the lesson was over May almost fell asleep, but Dawn had pinched her and given her a note,

DON'T fall asleep. Mrs. R will give you a week of detention! Just pinch yourself awake or something.

~Dawn

P.S. Want to sit with my friends and me during lunch?

May quickly scribbled, 'Yes' and passed it to Dawn.


I know that I'm actually on time this week, but I won't be able to update this story as freely as my last one, so expect me to update every few weeks. I've got a huge case of writer's block, so don't expect me to update on time next week. It took me about 3 weeks to type this up... REVIEW!

~TDF~