Miku slammed her locker door and reviewed her classes in her head again. It was B day so her schedule would be different from before. Her minor classes were:

B Days

Cooking

Flower Arrangements

Study Hall

Tea Ceremonies

Lunch

Home Economics

Etiquette

Study Hall

Mingle Time

She rolled her eyes. 'Mingle time. Who the hell came up with a name like that? I think the guy who made up these schedules must've been on crack. Couldn't he have said, rest of the day off or another study hall?'

Miku strolled down the hallway with one hand on her hip and the other thrown above her shoulder, holding her brown book bag. She ignored the glares and adoring eyes that watched her every move; the glares observing her for flaws, watching for her to make a mistake while the adoring fans were monitoring her for more surprises and talents that she might possess.

Miku opened the screen door and the entire classroom went silent, minus the blubbering fan girls huddled around a group of boys. She rolled her eyes. Great. Not only did they have every single A Day class with her, they had this one too.

Miku walked towards the desk farthest from them again. It also happened to be inhabited by a small group of loners. It seemed as if all the people in the class refused to work with them. Not far away was a group of fans. She sat down on a stool where she was bombarded by people and their questions. Whoever had said that there were no stupid questions, they had better think again. Twitch. Twitch. Miku stood up and was about to yell when the door slid open revealing a young woman in a green apron. She smiled.

"Good morning class! Please take your seats. Now, where you are sitting will be your permanent seating until we finish the French Cuisine section of our cooking class." Some students groaned at the arrangements while others rejoiced.

"We have to work with Neru? This is gonna suck!"

"We get to work with THE Miku Hatsune. Isn't that great?"

"Ew! I have to work with this geek?"

"I can't wait to see how the Vocal's cook!"

"Yes! I get to sit with my crush!"

"I bet they'll be spectacular!"

"I don't wanna cook!"

Meiko giggled. "Now class. Grab your recipe books and aprons. Today, we're going to make crepes!" The class proceeded to follow their teachers directions.

"... and then we fold it. Easy enough. Let's start!" Gakupo said, barking orders. "Mikuo, grab the ingredients. Piko, take measurements. Len, cook them. Rei, ... Just stand there and look pretty. Girls, you can just You know what, you girls can watch. Boys, let's do this!"

The girls oohed and ahhed at the Vocal's magnificent skills. They were like professional patisseries, smooth, graceful, and not making any unnecessary movements.

The teacher walked up to the table with a clipboard and wrote down some notes. She grabbed a crepe and tasted it. She nodded slightly.

"So did everyone help in making this chocolate crepe?" The boys looked at each other.

"N-No ma'am." She shook her head and jotted down some notes.

"Acceptable presentation, great taste, and some complications in team work. 92%."

"Watch as I, Neru Akita, cook the best crepes in all of the world!" Neru grabbed all the ingredients and tried to read the instructions. She glared at the words and then threw the book at the door. "There is nothing like improvising because that is how all great creations are made!"

She threw fistfuls of the ingredients on the table and hurled them into the big mixing bowl. In a matter of minutes, the entire kitchen was covered in a sticky, green goop.

"Neru, I think you mess "

"Me? You should have told me the instructions!"

"But Neru-"

"No buts! I will do this on my own! Clean this up!" Her teammates groaned. The teacher walked up to them and eyed them wearily. They looked at Neru and the teacher nodded her head in understanding.

Miku grabbed the recipe book flipped through the many recipes and raised an eyebrow. She gathered up her teammates and read the ingredients and utensils aloud:

Ingredients

1 cup all-purpose flour

2 eggs

1/2 cup milk

1/2 cup water

1/4 teaspoon salt

2 tablespoons butter, melted

strawberries

strawberry sauce

whip cream

almonds

Utensils

large mixing bowl

regular bowl

whisk

measuring cups

frying pan

spatula

plates

She looked up from the recipe book and surprisingly found all the ingredients on the table. On the side were her seven partners, looking at the ground, twiddling their thumbs. She smiled at them and they blushed heavily. She set the book down and rolled her sleeves above her elbows.

"Okay! We need to give jobs! According to the directions, we need to wash the strawberries and put them in a bowl. Anybody wanna do it?" A girl with braided, Pink hair and thick rimmed glasses raised her hand up shyly.

"C-Can I do that?" The others stared at her and she backed down quickly. Miku grinned at her.

"That'd be great Luka!" The girl smiled to herself softly, a light red staining her cheeks.

The rest of the jobs were given out.

Measurer - Teto Kasane

Washing Strawberries - Luka Megurine

Mixing - Lily Spark

Ingredient Adder - Kaito Shion (A/N: I added Kaito just because I love you all. He won't be a main character - just a side character)

Ingredient Pourer - Lenka Mirrorloid (A/N: forgive me for the crappy Last name! I couldn't have her be related to Len so...)

Crepe Cooker - Rinto Mirrorloid

Decorator - Oliver Engloid (a/n: seriously. Don't hate me xD)

"Teto, make sure when you're measuring the powder, to make sure its flat, not a mound."

"Yes, Miku!"

"You're doing great Luka! Good job picking the good strawberries out. Red with no bruises. Perfect."

"T-thank you M-Miku.

"Not too fast Lily! It'll spill!"

"Yessss! Lily will do a fantastic job!"

"Good job Kaito! Just make sure none of it falls out 'kay?"

"Don't tell me what to do, woman!" Miku decided to ignore that comment.

"Make sure you pour just enough in, we don't want it to be too thick or too thin okay Lenka?"

"Understood Miku!"

"Good Rinto! It's spread evenly. Remember to flip it over quickly or it'll burn. Like this."

"Gotcha!"

"Not too much of one thing okay? We still need to be able to taste the crepes."

"Yes, Miku!"

After 35 grueling minutes of cooking, the crepes were finally finished. The desert was cooked a light, golden brown, topped with swirls of whip cream, a drizzle of strawberry sauce, and slices of strawberries as well as almonds. They licked their lips.

"They look great guys!" Miku handed each of them a plate. They looked at her surprised. They weren't supposed to eat their projects, the teacher was.

She giggled at their worried expressions. "Don't worry! These are extras. Why do you think I asked you guys to do so much? I'm sure you want to try to your own creations." They looked at each other with relieved expressions. They quickly snatched their forks up and dug in.

Once the delicacy hit their mouths, they saw stars. It was sweet and soft but it had the fruity taste with the right amount of crunch. They looked at each other wide eyed. It was amazing but what made it better was that THEY had made it. Them. Not anyone else.

Miku glanced at them and noticed their expressions. She looked at them with concern. "You guys okay?"

"Y-yes."

"Then what's with the expressions?" They looked at each other briefly.

"It's because we all suck at cooking!" Lily said bluntly.

"You couldn't be THAT bad."

"This is the first time that we HAVEN'T destroyed the kitchen. And the food turned out mofugly." Miku rolled her eyes slightly. That word seemed to be the "word of the week" and it was getting her nerves quite a bit.

"Destroyed as in?"

"Burned down."

"Blown up."

"Flooded."

"Gummed up."

"Chopped into pieces."

"Min- "

Miku interrupted. "I get it!" She took another bite of her crepe. "But what was so different about this time? You guys seemed to do just fine today. No mishaps what-so-ever."

"It's because Miku was here!"

"Righhhttttt." Miku said in disbelief.

"Really!" Miku denied it again. This routine happened again and again until they saw Meiko walk up hesitantly. She looked at the dish, took a fork and poked it.

Kaito looked at Miku and whispered, "Told ya we sucked at cooking."

Miku looked at Meiko and laughed a bit. "Teacher, it's perfectly edible. We've been eating it for the past few minutes."

The teacher eyed them suspiciously. "It looks edible but are there any, after effects?" The group shook their head. The teacher continued to poke up. Twitch twitch.

'Is she gonna eat it or what?' Poke poke. Miku couldn't hold back any longer. She took a fork, stabbed it through the crepe and shoved it in the teacher's mouth. The class went silent.

Meiko chewed the crepe slowly and then her eyes lit up. She grabbed another crepe and ate it greedily. "HOLY SHIT! THESE ARE AMAZING!" She stopped and eyed the table suspiciously. "Are you SURE you made this?" They nodded. "Well then, spectacular job!" By this time, the entire table was surrounded by the rest of the class. They eyed the crepes with hunger. They hadn't been able to eat theirs because they hadn't made extras. Miku looked at the others and they nodded. She took a large platter out which had enough crepes to feed the class. The class had the exact same reaction and the teachers. They questioned the entire table until the end of class.

"So, what recipe is this? I don't think it was in the book." The table shrugged and looked at Miku. She flushed a light red.

"It was a wing it kind of deal." Meiko raised an eyebrow.

"A wing it kind of deal?"

"Yeah, there were only five crepe recipes in there and there were six groups so I thought it'd be more original if I just made one up."

"I should take off points for not following the rules," Meiko took another bite of crepe. "But this is too good to take points off of. Plus, it looks great!"

"So what's our grade?"

"A+. I'll give you bonus if you give me the recipe." Miku laughed.

"Sure thing!"

"Damn, those crepes were delicious! Sis sure can cook!" Mikuo said through a mouth full of the treat.

"Perfect balance. Can't believe she made it up on the spot," Piko noted.

"I really need to get this recipe!" Len and Gakupo said at the same time. They looked at each other and glared.

"She can cook. Don't that beat all," Rei mumbled. The others nodded but their thoughts about the teal-headed girl were deterred by smell of the new batch of their addiction produced from across the room.

Len walked past Gakupo but not before whispering, "Tighty whities? Give me a break." All the girls could see was Gakupo's face turn bright crimson. Len smirked. Oh the glory of blackmail.

YAAAAYAYYYYYAAYYYAA LONGER CHAAAAAPPTTEERRRSSSSS. And no romance. I'M WORKIN' ON IT. HASUBFUSEBFUBWJBA.

Anyways - my school started this week so... Laaaaaagggggg.

Uh yeah. Anyways. Hope you liked the chapter.