I woke up the next day and sighed as I walked into the bathroom, preparing for another day of school. For some reason, I disliked the school uniform so yesterday before going to sleep, I asked Shinning-san if I could have it altered.

All he did was smirk, give a speech about how having a unique sense of fashion helps one in becoming an idol worth noticing, then approved my request. It all happened in the span of an hour when all I needed was his approval.

Either ways, I had the jacket cut short so now the hem falls just below my chest. I asked for the skirt to be high waisted and had the hemline fall about three to four inches above my knees. It was much better this way. The regular uniform was too formal for comfort. I also had the liberty of wearing my combat boots. Lucky me.

I sighed and left for class. Once I entered, everyone had their eyes on me. I know I looked strange enough with just the regular uniform. This reaction was definitely expected. I disregarded the stares and murmurs and sat down on the seat I was on the last time we had class.

"Ara? You look amazing!" the long-haired girl from before, whom I found out was named Tomochika, said with a smile. I casually thanked her as Ringo-sensei came walking through the door going "Ohayo-pu!"

"Minna, we have a faculty meeting in a few minutes so I'll just give you this week's assignment," he said and I listened intently. "You'll now be working with the same gender and create a song to be recorded and listened by the other teachers and I."

I sighed to myself. I was studying both majors so I suppose I could deal with this on my own. I suppose I still have to ask Ringo-sensei about that first.

"You can work in a group of two to three. Any genre is accepted, and if you choose to use the universal language, that's alright as well. Yosh, if there are any questions, please approach me now."

I stood up and walked to him.

"Am I allowed to work on my own considering I'm taking both majors?" I asked and Ringo-sensei smiled.

"Rikka-chan, to be a good idol, you're going to have to collaborate with other people, so no, you can't work on your own. Don't worry, I know you'll find some great girls to work with," he said. I nodded and bowed respectfully as he walked out of the classroom headed for their 'faculty meeting'.

I sighed and left the room as well. Now we have ntohing else to do for the day. I guess I could have the music room to myself for a while. Lucky for me, there were these speakers where I could plug in my phone and play some songs.

I laid down, my back flat on the floor, as guitars were shredded, drums were massacred, and voices were singing with husky voices.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I sighed as I stood up, opening the door.

"Ussu," a girl said with a straight face. She had long black, green eyes and looked to be a few inches taller than me. There was a girl behind her with brown hair of medium length, had green brown eyes, and was as tall as the girl in front of her.

"We heard some good music and decided to listen in," the long haired one said.

"Fujina Misa," she said, introducing herself. "This is Matsuno Sora," she said, referring to the brown haired girl. I nodded and let them in.

"Sakiragi Rikka," I said, introducing myself. "We know who you are. We're in the same class. You're the talk of the school," Fujina-san said.

"Why is that?"

"You know," Matsuno-san started. "First of all, you have really long white hair, which isn't really common. You appear just when we're all graduating. And lastly, you're taking both major courses."

"I see your point," I muttered and sat down on one of the chairs in the room.

"Speaking of which, have you found a partner already?" Fujino-san asked and I shook my head. "I don't think anyone in the class would see things in the same point of view I have."

I saw the two girls look at each other and smirk.

"Why don't WE form a group for the project?" Fujino-san asked and I thought to myself. Normal girls wouldn't like rock or any genre close to it. I suppose teaming up with them won't be such a bad idea.

"I'm in," I said and the two smirked. "We're definitely passing this project."