I own nothing, so don't sue. Please enjoy this chapter, althought it is a huge dissappointment...
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"Wh-what?" Rima stuttered. Her heart had missed a beat, and emotions whirled in her head, each like a mini-tornado. She took a shaky breath, and was trying to figure out what to do if her cover had been blown.
Rima could kick him where the sun-don't-shine and run... Or maybe 911 would work. Accuse this guy of sexual harassment, or something.
It wasn't fair though, Rima thought. She hadn't even had homeroom yet... It had only been like 30 minutes, and her plan for a normal life experience was ruined.
"Yo, you there, Chibi?" the boy questioned, waving his hand in front of her eyes.
"Huh?" Rima responded, disoriented.
"I said, that you reminded me of her for some reason. And you were spaced out... Where were you? Chibi-land?" he smirked, teasingly.
Rima glared menacingly at him. "Har har. Not nice to make fun of people, Purple-Haired Freak." she hissed, scowling.
He laughed. "Oh, that hurt!" he exclaimed in mock pain, his hand over his heart as if Rima's insult had really wounded him.
Rima clenched her fists, and dug her nails into her palms. She took a deep breath, in an attempt to calm down.
"Well, I'm sorry. I really need to get to class, so if you'll excuse me..." she trailed of meaningfully, and headed towards Nikaidou's classroom.
She heard footsteps follow me.
"Be warned, I know the number for 911, and don't take kindly to stalkers." she claimed, whirling around to face the purple haired boy.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Shortie, but I'm headed towards here too." he smirked, again.
"Whatever." Rima muttered, turning back around and walking off to her homeroom again. She reached the door, and grabbed the doorknob. She silently took a deep breath, and turned the knob, opening the door, and revealing a classroom full of students.
Automatically, they all turned to her direction, having heard the rumors of a new student. Rima felt nervous under everyone's observant stares. She walked up to the teacher, who was standing beside his desk. He had orange hair, and glasses, and wore a tan, crumbled suit with an un-properly tied tie.
"Oh, you must be the new student!" he announced cheerfully. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"
"Uh... I-I'm Rachelle Hoshumi." she stuttered, nervously. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the purple haired guy take a seat in the back row. Dang it!, she cursed in her mind.
"Rachelle?" Nikaidou asked, interrupting her thoughts.
"Y-yeah?"
"Where are you from?"
"Oh, um. From America..." she said tentative.
"Really? From what state?" he pressed.
"Um, from South Carolina." she answered, making up the answer on the spot, hoping she would remember it later if she needed to.
"Anything else you'd like to share?"
"No, not really." she mumbled meekly.
"Okay. Go take your seat, right next to Nagihiko and Amu." he directed, sighing.
Rima only found her way to her desk because she knew Amu... If not she would never have known who this Nagihiko fellow was. And she wouldn't have wanted him to raise his hand and wave or something.
She was mainly focused on Amu and her empty desk. So Rima wasn't exactly looking at where she was going.
A tall, brunette suddenly stuck her foot out in front of Rima, and Rima, caught off guard stumbled, and caught herself on a desk before hitting the floor.
The class erupted in laughter, as a blushing and flustered Rima quickly dashed off to her seat. The students continued laughing, even though Nikaidou ordered them to quite down. The girl who tripped her laughing like crazy, and high-fived her minions.
Rima stopped herself from groaning... It seemed like today would be a horrible day.
"Hi there, neighbor!" a familiar voice whispered suddenly.
Rima turned to the source, only to find the purple haired boy sitting beside her grinning. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at him.
"Did you have a nice trip?" he asked innocently, fighting back a smirk.
It took her a second, but Rima finally knew what he was teasing her about.
"Not funny." she muttered, as she got out a clean notebook to take notes from Nikaidou, who abruptly decided to start his lesson early.
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Rima stopped by her locker to get her math textbook and leave her history textbook. She was fumbling around for her needed book, after she had successfully opened her lock again.
History had been... Okay-ish. Great experience at what school life for a normal teen was like. But it was kind of boring. All the teacher did was ramble on, showing slides of what he was going over. Today it was a lesson on the Great Depression.
But now she just had to worry about Algebra, what she had heard was a horrible class.
"Hey, Rachelle!" greeted a person all of a sudden. The greeting was soon followed by two others. Rima looked up, to find Bree, Rayn and Vivian standing there, smiling.
They looked way different than from what they had looked like at their store.
Rayn wore a midnight blue turtle neck, black vest, jeans and black boots.
Vivian wore a green shirt, jeans, and green converse.
Bree wore a casual purple shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
"You make me feel overdressed." Rima muttered, looking at them.
Vivian laughed. "You look great!" she claimed, cheerfully.
"We came to check if you had any classes with us." Rayn said, after a second or two.
"Oh, uh well you are obviously not in my homeroom or first period." Rima announced. "I have Algebra next, then Science, free period, lunch and reading."
"Well you have Vivian and Bree in your Algebra class." Rayn commented.
"This smarty-pants is in Algebra 2." Bree explained.
"It's a living hell." groaned Rayn.
Vivian laughed. "So is Algebra!"
"Yeah, but Alg 2 is harder!" insisted Rayn.
"Break it up you two." Bree ordered sternly, rolling her eyes.
"Bleh." Vivian pouted.
Rima looked at the friends with an amused look in her face.
"Yo." said a voice suddenly behind Rima. All girls turned back to look, only to see Amu standing there, smiling.
"Oh~ Hey Amu!" exclaimed Vivian, hugging the pink haired girl.
"You guys know each other?" Rima asked.
"Yeah, Rayn was her guide when Amu moved here last year." Bree told her.
"Ah." Rima responded. The warning bell suddenly rang, telling the students loitering the hallways to get to class.
"Crap! The Hag-o-sarous doesn't approve of us being late!" Bree yelled, dragging Rima and Vivian behind her, leaving Rayn and Amu to go to their second class.
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"So you see, if you take away the x from both sides, you'll be left with-" Ms. Dekagun lectured, but was interrupted by the intercom.
"Ms. Dekagun, Rachelle Hoshumi to sign out." it chirped, in a cheerful voice.
"Yes ma'am she's on her way." Ms. Dekagun retorted. "Rachelle, you may go." she nodded, her double chin. Rima thought Ms. Dekagun was a funny name, yet it fit the teacher perfectly. Dekagun, pronounced decagon. The teacher actually resembled the shape... It was almost a circle, but not quite, just very rounded.
Rima gathered her stuff and went to her locker, to drop off stuff she didn't need and stuff she did for homework. She didn't know if she should be mad or worried... She had clearly told Utau not to call, text, sign her out or anything unless it was an emergency.
Hopefully, Utau wasn't in a coma, due to a car crash... but also, hopefully, she wasn't signing her out just to babble on about how she broke her nail while brushing her hair.
Rima walked to the office, surprised she could remember the way, and didn't have to stop and ask for directions. She got there, finally and saw Utau pacing back and forth impatiently. She saw Rima, grabbed her by the arm and dashed outside to the limo.
"Utau this better be good, because we were in the middle of three step equations! I didn't even finish my first day here!" whined Rima.
"Rima... I have some news for you." Utau said as soon as they were in the safety of their limo. Her purple eyes piercing Rima, as she started at her seriously.
"What?"
"You may have to quit school."
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Haha, cliffie yeah. I'm extremely disappointed in this chapter. I am extremely out of it, due to fabulous allergies. I won't get in depth of how horrible they are, but they suck. Very much. So, I don't know if I'll keep this... Everything I wanted to happen happened, but I'm just... meh about it. I'm like half-blind and half-asleep so it may because of that... Anyways, I don't know when I'll be able to update, I have a project or two at school, plus my brother's sport life is interfering with my fanfictioning life... Sucks doesn't it? I will try to upload my oneshot things soon (there is a Kitchen Princess one coming out, if anyone reads that.)...
So yeah...
-sigh- Sorry, everyone.... Allergy season is hell for me. But it comes below Algebra and school right now, so don't expect a funeral anytime soon :)
Reviews are welcome!
(Sorry if I haven't reviewed to your story, either. I'm quite lazy these days. But I'll get around to it, sooner or later!)
