Sailor Moon: Past Regrets And Forbidden Identities

Chapter 1: Frequant Arivals

Was another typical morning at Crossroads Highschool. Teachers and students crowded into class rooms awaiting morning announcements. everyone gathered into their seats as the bell rung.

The homeroom teacher strutted in, taking her place setting her stuff on her desk. She stood behind it and adressed the class. "Alright! Enough talking." She waited till all was quiet and continued. "Welcome back to your last year at Crossroads High. This year will be slightely diffrent from the rest. Not only are you the oldest students but the luckiest. This year you will be having exchange students joining you."

Chatter in the class rose and the teacher cleared her throat as a sign of attention. "Like i had said, you will be having exchange students joining you. These students are very eager to be here, so make it a habit to be polite to them. They are American students, and they are completely diffrent from you,but that doesn't mean you should go wavering them off. I want you to be courtious to them." The teacher cleared her throat again motioning for silence." We are lucky enough to get three of the seven that joined this exchange program to this school. Please wait here while i go get them."

The teacher exited the room only to re-enter it moments later followed by three teens. "I would like you to meet your new classmates." One by one she called off the three's names. "Auron La'Fae. Regent Vlad. And Shed Turner." She finished motioning them to step forward in front of the class. "It has come to my knowledge that you are all from the same area , so why don't each of you tell alittle something about yourselves and then about where you live."

Shed was the first to speak up. He was always like that,setting an example where ever he went. Shed was tall and slim. He had Raven black hair that seemed stringy but short and bright blue eyes. He wore a navy blue t-shirt and kahki shorts reaching half way down his lower legs, with a pair of Adidas sneakers in his usual black color. "My name is Shed Turner. I'm from Lancasetr,Pa, down below New York state. I play the string bass for the group Gemini and I am going to try and get a degree in the culinary arts."

"Thank you Shed,"the teacher commented, "Auron, why don't you tell us something about yourself."

Auron stood there and looked at the class, her golden eyes peering from face to face. Her golden-brown hair was braided back into a singal french braid spiraling from the top of her head to the bottom. She fidled with the brim of her pastel pink t-shirt and shuffled about in her jean capris,her cherry bobo's moving little by little across the floor. "My name is Auron La'Fae,as you already know."She spoke,her low alluring voice, cascading across the classroom. "I am the lead vocalist for the group Gemini,that Shed has already inlightened you about.

One day I;m going to be one of the best artists this world has ever seen,till then...I'll just be me." She finished looking over twoards Regent,who had seemed not to be paying attention.

"Huh? OH! Um..Yeah...My name's Lumiane. I don't go by Regent, and i sort of never had. I won't answer to Regent either,so there's your info on that topic. I play the drums for Gemini and i also help produce the our songs,with Auron's help."Luminae commented. Her evergreen eyes scanning the class room as Auron once did. Her sleak black hair asian hair placed in some intricate design Auron did to her head that morning.

"Thank you, Luminae."the teacher hesitantly said nearly forgetting that she hated being called Regent. "Please go and find yourselves a seat." The teacher motioned.

There were only a few empthy desks and Auron made sure she had gotten the one she wanted,far back in the corner away from everyone. As she passed curious eyes scanned her up and down and heads turned to get a glimps of the new exchange student. This happened for Shed and Luminae as well as they took their seats.

Luminae was to seats infront of Auron and Shed was half was across the room basically boxed in with the chattering girls, not that he minded it much.

Fianlly, they made it to lunch, yet only god knew how. Being swarmed with suspicious eyes and weird looks for a few hours was enough to drive even the sanest person mad.