AN: I decided to post this right now because I am leaving for camp tomorrow and I'll be gone for about a week. So here you go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Corpse Party. All rights belong to their respectable owners.

Chapter 2

As the opening ceremony went on, all Ayumi could think about was her ticket to popularity. She was currently sitting with Misaki and the girls and they all seemed to be paying close attention to what the principal had to say. Ayumi had been told that cheerleaders were ditzy and dumb because they thought it made them attractive. But these girls seemed to be very smart. They gave off the aura of slight professionalism. Misaki had even mentioned something about Mei being the class representative last year while they were on there way to the auditorium.

She heard the closing remarks being said and then they were all dismissed back to their homerooms. Ayumi stood up and followed her class down the hallway. In the rush of people departing from the auditorium, she had lost sight of her friends and now walking alone quietly. She was thinking about speeding up to find them when she fell to the ground.

Looking up, she saw some boys surrounding her, appearing to have tripped her. "Well, if it isn't the newbie. Welcome to Kisaragi Academy, bitch," one of the boys said, spitting.

"What were you doing talking to the cheerleaders this morning? You don't fit in with them. You shouldn't even try," another one sneered. Ayumi quickly realized these were the delinquents she had seen earlier in her class this morning.

"Guys, give her some air," she heard someone say. He pushed through the crowd and she looked up hopefully, thinking it was a nice guy who would help her back to her class. She was disappointed to find that it was just another bad-boy with bleached blond hair. "Well hey there. It's good to have some fresh meat once in a while," he said with a smirk. Ayumi stayed quiet, not wanting to answer to whatever this creep had to say. "Come on, say something." He kicked her, hard, as if to provoke her. Ayumi winced in pain. He laughed at this reaction and kicked her again.

"Hey Yoshiki, don't kill her," some guy from the back said.

Yoshiki turned to his peers. "Why not? It's not like any body would miss her. None of us even know her nam-" He was interrupted by a sharp pain in his leg and a falling sensation. Before he knew it, he was on the ground. He looked up to see Ayumi brushing her hands off on her skirt.

"The name's Ayumi Shinozaki," she said with a smirk. "Don't forget it." And then she was gone.

Yoshiki smirked. "Ayumi. Huh..." he muttered to himself.

"What'd you say?" a boy asked.

"Oh, nothing..."

"Where were you Ayumi?" Kisa asked when Ayumi arrived back to the classroom.

"Oh... I, um, got left behind and then I kinda got lost. Nothing to worry about," she replied. There was no way that she'd tell these girls that she had taken the head delinquent down with a simple kick in the leg. They wouldn't believe her or they would think that she would hurt them or something crazy like that.

Ayumi was actually quite proud of what had just happened. She found it funny that the tough guy could be put down easily. She was just happy that those weird guys wouldn't bother her anymore.

She sat down join in her seat as Ms. Yui entered the rooom, holding everybody's schedules. As Ayumi's was laid down on her desk, she picked it up and examined it carefully. It read:

Per. 1- Honors Chemistry

Per. 2- French 3 Honors

Per. 3- English 11 Honors

Lunch A

Per. 4 - Trigonometry Honors

Per. 5- World History & Government Honors

Per. 6- 3D, 2D, & Painting Advanced (Art)

Per. 7- P.E./Health

Ayumi felt content with her schedule and she had all the classes needed to apply for the colleges she liked. She was also very excited for her Art classes this year. Art had always been her favorite subject and she couldn't wait to begin drawing and painting again.

"Hey, what does your schedule look like?" Misaki asked. They quickly traded schedules and Ayumi was surprised to find that Misaki was terribly intelligent. She was ahead of Ayumi in both History and Math. She was doing Choir for her extra class and it seemed they would have four classes together, plus lunch. She smiled and handed Misaki her paper back.

"Woah, you're really smart," Ayumi said as they each got their own schedules back.

"Thanks, you too! We have to keep top grades to be on the cheer team and I take my studies very seriously. It seems that you do too!" she said cheerfully.

"Alright class, before you all head to your first periods, we will be electing the class rep for this homeroom," Ms. Yui said, clapping to get everybody's attention.

Murmurs floated around Ayumi. "Who do you think it'll be?"

"Think Mei will get it again?"

"I'm gonna vote for whoever Misaki votes for!"

"Maybe Satoshi will?"

Before anybody could start a vote, Misaki stood up from her chair and said loudly, "I vote Ayumi Shinozaki as class representative of Class 3-1."The murmurs stopped and all eyes traveled to Ayumi, who's face was red with embarrassment.

"I second!" Seiko shouted, standing up as well.

"Well, congratulations Ayumi, you're a candidate," Ms. Yui said with a smile. Ayumi grew flustered.

"But wait-" she began.

"Are there any other nominees?" Ms. Yui asked the class, cutting Ayumi off.

Silence.

"Nobody? Are you sure?"

...

"Alrighty then. Ayumi Shinozaki is now the new representative of this class," Ms. Yui finished.

Claps were heard and Misaki and Seiko high-fived. Ayumi was in a sort of daze. Why had nobody said anything? Surely there was someone else who had wanted the position. Ayumi would have been perfectly fine with a simple debate to see who should be the class rep but what really weirded her out was that nobody had said that they wanted this chance. It was then that she realized that it was because the populars had nominated her. They had been on her side and so nobody wanted to argue. She quickly noticed just how much power these people had.

The bell rang out and Ayumi left for her first class of the day.