"I'm sorry," the same feminine voice repeats. My eyes are cast down, blocked a bit by the excess curry running down my face. I hear a dozen whispers filling in the cafeteria as I feel naked under the spotlight. Here I stand, frozen on the spot, unable to speak. The first thought that crosses my mind is to escape, so I move my legs and run. I run away from the stupid waves of laughter or the sympathetic, "Are you okay?" I find a bathroom that looks like it's empty. I go to the sink and look at the mirror. The top of my hair is covered in curry and so is my face. As for the uniform, the shoulders of my jacket and the red bow or should I say brown bow. I wash my face and let lose my hair out of its hold. Then, I feel a tap on my shoulder and immediately whirl around on instinct.

"Calm down, it's just me," Luka gives me a reassuring smile. My heart calms a bit as I hear Luka's cool voice.

"I look like a disaster!" I turn around to the sink to clean myself more, but Luka turns off the faucet.

"Wait, what are you-?" She puts a hand out in front of my face to tell me to stop talking.

"Miku, first let me clean you up, then we'll talk. We only have 13 minutes left until the break is over, better if I do it." Luka explains. I nod slowly. She cleans all the grease and chicken pieces out of my hair and puts a French braid. Her fast hair braiding skills are something to be bragged about. She cleans my jacket and my bow, to which the stains come out cleanly. Finally, she sprays some perfume that smells like cherry blossoms in the spring.

"There, that should at least make you look presentable," Luka says as she finishes her last touch. I hug her with every feeling of thankfulness. She laughs softly and says, "Hey are you crying?" Me cry? I pull back and proudly answer, "I, Hatsune Miku, never cry in the face of danger. But sometimes I feel embarrassed." The last part is said quickly.

"Good, that's the Miku I know." I give a big smile. We stand in silence for a couple of seconds. Then a question pops up in my mind. Who the hell had chicken curry for lunch? Maybe Luka knows. I open my mouth to speak but right then and there the bell rings. Luka grabs her bag and says, "I'll text you later,"

"Thank you so much for saving my life," I give her a thumbs up. She waves behind her back. I guess I'll text her later about it. I grab my jacket in my hand and exit out of the scene.

The other half of the day is pretty normal so far. Probably because most students in my homeroom eat inside the class. EXCEPT, Shion kun (I know for a fact since last year) which is why I'm getting all jittery inside just thinking about. He will forever know me as curry girl and will think I'm lame and not date me because he thinks I smell like curry. Or maybe by chance, he didn't see me. A girl can only dream and live to see her reality. I want the bell to ring so badly. Then, I can go home and sing my heart out, expressing my pure emotion while I take a long shower. I let out a tired yawn. Life is annoying as it is, but once I'm famous, I'll take the world by storm with my voice…

"Hatsune san," my history teacher, Hiyama Kiyoteru, I think that's his name, calls on me.

"Yes, Hiyama sensei?" I reply hoping it's not a question.

"What unusual nickname was given to the fifth Tokugawa Shôgun, Tsunayoshi?" Are you serious? I look at the clock behind him, shit; two minutes till freedom! Okay, I can do this! I remember he was talking about some animal.

"Dragon shogun?" I guess since dragons are ferocious beasts with high power. Plus who wouldn't want to be nicknamed dragon.

"Incorrect, it was dog shogun. Since he was born in the year of the dog and took several measures concerning dogs. Next time, pay attention and try not to daydream in class," He says with mild annoyance. The class laughs lightly. Curse you Hiyama sensei for giving me a hard question! The bell rings and I gather my items to dash out of here as fast as possible.

When I arrived home, I took an immediate shower, making sure that all the curry smell was completely gone. After, I ate two helpings of delicious leek pasta courtesy of Haku. She asked for my bento to which I replied I had forgotten it at school. She stared at me blankly, for a few seconds, and then shook her head in disappointment. We agreed to never talk about this with my mother and she would just put my food in another bento. Right now, I'm working on my dreadful homework while listening to music on my phone. I decide to take a break; too much homework is not good for health. I text Luka.

Miku: Hey Luka! :) (7:20)

Luka: Hi Miku, what's up? :) (7:21)

Miku: Homework, so much homework. :( (7:21)

Luka: What do you expect, the school has officially started. (7:22)

Miku: Sadly :'( I have a question for ya Luke… ( (7:22)

Luka: Yeah? (7:22)

Miku: Do you know who collided with me, the person with the curry (7:23)

Luka: Sorry, I couldn't see, there was a crowd of people in front of my table blocking the view. I could only partially see you, drenched in curry. :( (7:25)

Miku: hmmm iz ok :/ (7:25)

Luka: Listen, I have to finish my homework so I'll text you later ok? (7:27)

Miku: Ok, I understand. See ya :0 (7:27)

Luka: Bye :) (7:27)

Great, now I have to solve the mystery on who dumped curry on me. I sigh as I lie down on my bed, trying not to think about my problems. Then, someone knocks on my door.

"Don't come in." I groan under my pillow.

"Miku, already tired of school?" I hear my mother's voice; she comes in my room and sits on the corner of my bed. "Yeah Mom," I say truthfully. She laughs and rubs my tired legs.

"Aw poor baby, well, the next vacation is in the summer, there isn't much you can do about it." My mother explains. I turn to my side and look at my mom. She's still in her tailored gray suit, teal eyes tired from work.

"Come and eat dinner when you're ready," after saying so, she leaves me alone with my thoughts.

Over the past couple of days, life in the cafeteria has not been easy. I have to adjust to people staring at me or whispering "isn't that the girl who was hit with curry". This is not the type of famous I was looking for. Hell, even the lunch lady calls me "curry girl" when I buy something now and then. I DO NOT WANT TO BE KNOWN FOR CURRY! So today, Luka suggested we eat in the library until everything goes back to normal. I agreed so we brought our bentos and went to the library to dine quietly. We sat in a quiet corner by some bookshelves just in case we're caught even though they don't care that much anyway.

"You know what's so weird, the girl who apologized has not turned herself into me," I say in between bites of rice.

"How do you know it was a girl?" Luka raises an eyebrow. I finish my sushi and start to attack the chocolate pudding Haku made. "I'm not deaf, just because I can't see someone, that doesn't mean I can't tell if it's a guy or a girl by their voice." I sigh. Maybe she was scared or something.

"Hey! You're the curry girl!" All of a sudden, a voice slices through the quietness of the library. This grabs some students' attention. Great another fan of mine. I look up and analyze this "fan", she's short, has golden, yellow hair that reaches her shoulders, adorned with a big, white bow. Eyes, innocent blue that match her cute face. She's a 1st year, judging by her white bow collar.

"She has an actual name," Luka says defensively, boring her eyes into hers. I love it when she does that. She looks flustered a bit and starts nervously tapping her bento? "Oh! Yeah, sorry! It's just that I was surprised that I got to meet you here, I mean I thought you were in the cafeteria," me and Luka exchange confused looks.

She continues, "I'm trying say that the girl you were talking about a few seconds ago is me. I did it, but not on purpose. I'm really sorry about that. I'm Kagamine Rin," she extends her hand, her eyes wide with anticipation. She looks sincere and I think she was eating her lunch in here, to avoid me. She's a first year; I'll cut her some slack and start anew.

"Hatsune Miku," I return her handshake.