Heero stood in a corner of the technology room, the homeroom he shared with Quatre and 17 other people his age. Two of the girls that had run in front of their truck were also in the room but he had no clue about the third girl that they were with. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the different cliques that had formed. There was a group of about 4 girls that were standing on one side of the room, their clothes tight and their faces painted. It reminded him of the face paint Trowa wore when he was working as a clown in a circus. Every so often, one of them would let out a high-pitched giggle or a sound that strongly resembled a pig's squeal. He decided then and there to avoid those girls at all cost.

There was a group of four boys sitting in front of a computer giggling madly. Heero was curious for a moment until he spotted the image of a naked woman on the screen. He backed away and eyed them wearily. They were powerful if they could get around a computer like that and without the teacher in the front of the room knowing. On that account, the teacher also disgusted him, he was staring wantonly at all of the females in the room, and after a dirty look from a group of mixed boys and girls from another corner, he concentrated his gaze on the group of gossiping girls in the corner.

That last group was separated into a group of three girls that contained the two he had seen the day before and another girl, shorter with dark blonde hair. The three of them were laughing together and looked friendly enough. Quatre must have thought so because he was right there with them, striking up a conversation. By their small group, there was a tall guy wearing a security guard uniform talking to a girl with curly dark blond hair. They both seemed rather unusual from what he had seen so far in that school and he mentally tagged them with an approach with caution sticker. The last two; a Latino boy and a short girl with shoulder length brown hair sat at the computer chairs, listening in on the different conversations but not really participating in any of them. He couldn't get a good idea of their personalities so for the moment he decided to avoid them. Out of the entire room, the only people that seemed safe enough were the girls that Quatre was talking with and after seeing them yesterday, Heero decided to observe them for a little bit longer as well.

Quatre was quite at ease talking to the three girls. He had finally found out their names so he could now identify them without going "the tall one" or "the normal one" or "the one with the hair". Lauren, the one who had given them directions the day before smiled evilly, stuck her index fingers up through her hair and made a face that made the other two laugh and him crack a smile. "Chipmunk from Hell." She exclaimed

"Do it again!" Amanda, the dirty blonde, begged "Please!"

Lauren shook her head and instead began to sing the word "la" in the raspiest, most off key tone he had ever heard in his life "What was that?" He asked in shock "I've heard people sing before that were slightly below what I would call good but that..." He stopped, not wanting to make her feel bad

"That's the bluebird from Hell." Andi, the tallest girl explained, "Trust me, that isn't her normal singing voice."

"Praise Allah." He muttered, "That was horrible."

The three girls grinned at him "You're way too nice." Andi remarked, looking at

him critically "You're going to get eaten alive here."

Quatre looked around the room at the other groups that were sitting or standing

around talking and laughing. This girl made absolutely no sense to him. Every comment that came out of her mouth left him confused and every time he tried to ask her about it, she would just smile and shake her head. Lauren was always right there, telling her to back off or to be nice or something like that. What she did for him wasn't all that useful though, he needed the explanations, not that other girls standing up for him. Amanda seemed like a nice enough girl but there was something about her that gave him the idea that she wasn't self-assured enough to answer her own questions, much less his. From the moment she had walked in the room, she had started filling out a small planner she had gotten from the teacher. Every page had something on it and she was still talking about doing more. His mind began to wander for a moment; he wondered how Duo, Wufei and Trowa were doing.

* * *

Duo literally bounced into his homeroom, a little bit late but no one seemed to care. Wufei was already there, his hair down out of the normal tight ponytail, glasses on, reading a book that had to weigh more then he did. Duo sat up on the desk and looked at the room. There was absolutely no unity in it or structure for that matter. Duo smiled, he was beginning to like this place. He looked down at his black shirt and jeans, maybe he should have wore something a little bit brighter on the first day. The people in the room were looking at him wearily. "Freak!" He heard one of the guys in the room yell. Duo raised his head, fire in his eyes, ready to pounce but then stopped in shock.

"Tyler, shut the fucking hell up!" The girl with the long hair from the day before yelled back, Duo's eyes lit up, she too was wearing all black. Not only that, but after giving her a closer look over, she was one of the best looking girls he had seen for quite a long time. She finished yelling at Tyler and came over to where he was sitting "What excuse do you have to do the black thing?" He asked her

She glared at him "I'm the Goddess of Death and this is the way I prefer to dress. With the lack of color, you can find my lack of caring as well." She looked at him "What's your excuse?"

Duo grinned, "I just happen to be the God of Death by title and rank. Anyone who comes near me has got a date with his or her maker."

"Nice quote but can you prove your strength?" She demanded

"Stupid woman." Wufei muttered, "Back off before you humiliate yourself."

"What did you say?" She asked in shock before swinging out and knocking him in the nose, giving him a decent nosebleed.

"Donna, referral!" The teacher in the front of the room yelled "Get down to the office now!"

"Nice one." Duo commented, "We'll have to fight some day when you don't have detention."

She smiled, laughed, and took her books and walked out the door, leaving Duo to help Wufei. "You might want to watch how you treat the women in this place." Duo warned him "They don't seem to be the timid meek people you're used to dealing with. They aren't above showing their strength."

"Face it Maxwell." Wufei grumbled, "You're already lusting over her. That's the only reason you want me to treat her with any respect. I'm sure she'll crumble under a real battle."

"She's stronger then you expected." Duo replied, "I'm sure she'll keep surprising you."

"Hn." Wufei grunted in a response and went back to his book

Duo shrugged and walked over to the group of guys that seemed the most interested in his presence. "Who was that girl anyways?" He asked

"That was just Donna." Tyler replied "Forget her, she's a fucking nutcase."

"She seemed really cool though." Duo pointed out

"Just wait until you get to know her." Another guy, this one with curly dark brown hair, cemented down with hair gel commented, "She's one of the freaks of the school. I'm Greg by the way."

"Duo." He replied "That's Wufei over there reading. Our friends Heero and Quatre are in the other room and Trowa is a year ahead of us."

"You've got some pretty fucked up names." Another tall guy came over to join their conversation, "Where the hell are ya'll from?"

"I'm from NYC." Duo replied, his defense building "Trowa is from somewhere in France, Heero is from Japan, Quatre is Arabian, and Wufei is Chinese."

"Where the hell did you all meet?" The same boy asked

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Duo asked, "It's not like it matters any." He could feel his temper start to boil.

"Maybe they're all a bunch of queers!" The boy laughed

Duo swung his arm out and hit the boy in the gut "Ooo, so the little wussy boy with the girly hair can pick a fight."

"Shut up Mark." Tyler and Greg yelled

Duo, by that point had landed a few more hits on the boys face and eventually to the gut a second time, only with much more force. Mark doubled over, choking and breathing heavily. "If you ever say anything like that again, you'll have a date set with the God of Death." Duo threatened before going back to his seat by Wufei. Thankfully, for his sake, the homeroom teacher had been on the phone with the office and had missed the entire event. A blonde girl, reading on the other side of the room, looked up from her book and smiled before coming over. "He's been needing that for awhile now." She told them "I'm Ashley."

"Duo, this is Wufei." Wufei, at the sound of his name, looked up and nodded to acknowledge her, for the moment he was being somewhat civil. "Don't worry about Donna, you'll probably see her again next period. Can I see your schedules?" Duo handed her the two slips of paper. "Oh good!" She exclaimed, "I'm in a class with one of the two of you all day."

"Actually, there are four of us in this grade." Wufei commented "And there are always two of us in one class."

"What are you into?" She asked "Art? Chorus? Band? Drama? Sports?"

"Quatre is into all kinds of music, band and chorus. Trowa plays the flute, I'm into the sports but I really like acting and singing too. Heero is somewhat of an artist, he likes dark colors and uses them to express what he feels about his life."

"What about you?" She asked Wufei

He looked up at her "I'm here to learn, not to get involved. If you focus your attention on anything but academics, you'll never be able to get up to your full potential in the classroom."

"So you're a bookworm too?" Greg and Tyler walked over to them

"If you want to put it rather bluntly, yes." Wufei turned a page in his book "I prefer to think of it as reaching my full mental capacity."

Just then the bell rang, signaling the end of the homeroom. Duo sighed and walked off to his first class of the day, chemistry. He grinned, the only chemistry he was thinking about at the moment was the one he hoped existed between him and Donna.

* * *

Trowa sat in his English 11 class, paying enough attention to the teacher to get by but mainly concentrating on the mission they had been given. Could the red-haired woman standing in the front of the room talking about Hamlet be one of the people helping OZ to exist? He frowned and looked around the room he was sitting in at the classmates who were all sitting and talking or doing something with their hair or make-up. What was this place, a school or a zoo? He didn't see any difference between these people and the young children he saw parents bring to the circus night after night. There had been that one girl in his homeroom that had flirted with him but there was something about her he couldn't trust. It must have been the silver heart locket she wore. It seemed like the kind of gift a boyfriend would get her but she was making it quite clear that she was interested in him. She was nice enough but he couldn't bring himself to trust her. There was another nice girl he had talked to for a few moments though, she seemed to have a good head on her shoulders and he did enjoy getting to know her better. She wasn't in that class however and he was by himself in the back of the room. The people in this school already had their cliques. They didn't want any outsiders coming in to challenge the different positions. He sighed quietly and began to draw a sketch of Heavyarms in his notebook. It was going to be a very long year.

It was the fifth period of the day and the other four pilots all had the same class. Wufei groaned when he saw the subject in his schedule, Global History. He didn't need to know about that world, he wasn't from there, and they didn't influence the L5 colony. The only good thing about it was that the guys that had been trying to torment him all day so far were not in the room. The teacher looked respectable enough, even though he was rather young. "Okay, take out your notebooks." He instructed

"No!" Donna yelled from the back of the room where she was sitting with Andi, Lauren, Ashley and Amanda "Omae o Korosu."

Heero looked back at her and raised an eyebrow, how had she learned Japanese? The only foreign language that school offered was Spanish. "We don't wanna." She protested, "Mr. Cain, you suck."

The teacher sighed and turned on the overhead "Just do it." He said, knowing very well that she wouldn't. The next time Heero glanced in the back of the room, she and Andi were writing in notebooks covered with pictures of various music groups and cartoon characters. Ashley had her nose in another book and Lauren was doodling in the margin of the paper she was writing on. After reading over what was written on the screen, he began to wish he were in the back of the room as well, at least that way, he would be able to concentrate more on the mission then on the assignment. Quatre and Duo had grabbed seats back with the five girls while Wufei had sat up in the front row in the second of their two staked out rows. Heero, however, sat in the middle of the room, the seat right in front of the overhead so he felt like he had no choice but to take down the written words that he felt had no purpose to him. After a period went by with just note taking, Mr. Cain finally shut off the overhead and picked up his stack of papers. "Next thing on the agenda is for you to get into groups that I pick," He was met with a chorus of moans and groans "I want you to write a screen play with your partner as if you were both in a concentration camp. Make it creative but don't go too overboard." He eyed the girls in the back of the room wearily "No throwing Bismark off the Titanic, having him fall in a fireplace, poisoning him, or having him attacked by a giant Furby. Just leave Bismark out of this, he's not involved."

"Bismark sucks!" Donna, Lauren, Andi and Amanda yelled

"We know." A dark haired girl from across the room yelled back "You've been saying that ever since you found out about him."

"Well, he was a big stupid meany-poo head." Lauren retorted

"Here are the groups." Mr. Cain shouted over the conversing that was going on "Mark and Bianca, Lauren and Heero, Vaughn and Jenna, Ashley and Dana, Donna and Quatre, Andi and Wufei, Kelly and Duo, Megan, Amanda, and Dan, Aaron and Joe. Remember, no Bismark. Get into your group, it's due next class."

Heero moved to sit next to the short girl with the long chestnut-brown hair. "How do you want to do this?" She asked, "My ideas have been nixed."

"Who's Bismark?" He asked in reply

"He's a stupid guy that lived in Germany and wanted to turn everybody into robots." She replied, "He's really mean and we don't like him at all."

"Robots are just soulless machines." Heero muttered, "Zero showed me that."

"Huh?" Lauren scratched her head "I'm confused."

"Never mind." He replied quickly

Donna sat next to the perky blonde boy who was going over the notes they he had taken earlier. "Who do you want to do this about?" He asked, "I was thinking two people of the different races talking about the different torments each was going through. You know, like a Jew and a Gypsy. What do you have in mind?"

"We must kill Bismark." Donna muttered "Kusotarre."

Quatre raised an eyebrow but tried to keep being nice to her "He told us to leave Bismark out of it, remember?"

"Fine, let's kill Hitler." She tapped her fingers against her desk "He was just as bad."

"Wouldn't that be kind of pointless being that he dies anyways?" Quatre pointed out

"It doesn't mean we can't experiment with different cruel and unusual ways." Donna retorted "Let's slice him apart with light sabers. And then, then we'll go around parading his eyeballs on our fingers and his spleen tied around our necks. And to top it all off, we'll have Bismark drink his blood and catch some rare and deadly disease from it."

Quatre sighed, for some reason, he felt that they were going to need more time then what they had available. "Why don't you come over to my place tonight to finish it." He suggested when the bell rang and they hadn't gotten anywhere.

Wufei had written the topic down on the paper but other then that, the page was blank. "Why don't we write about some woman who is stupid enough to commit the ultimate injustice and walk her husband off to the death chambers."

"Are you always this sexist?" Andi asked, "Not all women are stupid and moral less."

"Well, what do you want to write about?" He looked at her over his glasses

"I'm doing that project in English about the Gypsies in the Holocaust." She offered "Why don't we do something with the minority groups?"

"At that fact, why don't we do something about the Japanese Americans that had to suffer in this country?" He looked down at the blank notebook page "Or don't you want to unveil the darker side of this nation?"

She shook her head "Sounds like an idea to me." She glanced up at the clock "But unfortunately I doubt we'll have the time to write it now."

"Come on over tonight." Wufei said, somewhat nicely "From what I gather, Lauren and Donna have already been invited. We're at the corner of Cataract and Main."

"You're right down the street from me." She replied, "I'll be over about 7." * * *

"Wow, we get our lunch table back again this year." Lauren set her tray down "The only thing is it wasn't as empty last year."

"Well, Aaron, Roy, and Joe graduated. Kevin doesn't have lunch with us this year and the other people who sat with us got a life." Andi pointed out "We'll just have to wait and find other people to warp."

Donna looked into the lunch line that was still coming through "It shouldn't take that long." She smiled evilly and pointed at the five new guys. "Just wait, if one comes over, all five will."

"How do you plan on doing that?" Amanda asked "Or should I just leave that to your dirty little mind."

"Same way we got Kevin last year." Donna laughed "Hey Duo, come over here for a minute, we have some trivia to share with you."

Just as she predicted, all five pilots came over and eyed the four girls suspiciously "What it is?" Duo asked grinning at her

"Did you know the penis of a blue whale is over 8 feet long?" She asked him.

"Dude!" Duo exclaimed, and grabbed one of the chairs "You girls are my new best friends, please, enlighten me some more."

Quatre sat down between Andi and Lauren, Trowa between Lauren and Amanda, Duo between Donna and Amanda and Wufei and Heero in between Donna and Andi. "Who are you?" Lauren asked Trowa "You're not in our grade."

"My name is Trowa. Trowa Barton." He replied, poking at the jell-O "Is this supposed to move like this. Most food I've seen in my life normally stays in one place until physically moved with a utensil."

"Hey, we're not the only one's who finds this food unusual." Donna exclaimed before shouting "What do you put in this stuff anyways?"

"Donna, referral!" One of the lunch monitors came over to their table "This isn't a good way to start out the year young lady." Donna grabbed her book bag and tray and left the room

"That's the second time she's been sent out today!" Duo exclaimed

"Pretty good." Lauren commented, "Last year she only got sent down once by the second day."

Quatre sighed and began to try to eat the hamburgers and little round log shaped things that were supposed to be made from potatoes but tasted more like leftover cabbage to him. "This stuff is awful!" He pushed his tray away after trying to eat some more of it

"Oh my God!" Andi said, "You know the meaning of a negative comment?"

"Of coarse I do." Quatre replied, wrinkling his nose up at the food "I just normally try to refrain from using them. It's more profitable to be agreeable."

"When you decided to step down from the platform of sophisticated vocabulary and join the rest of us in the human race, give me a call." She replied and went back to her tray

Wufei looked at her "Are you always this big of a bitch?" He asked

She looked up at him "On a normal day, yes, although every once in awhile I'll let another side come out, just to warn you ahead of time. She's the complete opposite of the way I normally act and for some reason, she seems to scare people more then my regular personality does."

"There are two of you?" Quatre asked looking around them room

"It's called Multiple Personality Disorder." She replied "I like to think there's an excuse for the other parts of me."

At that point, Donna stood in the doorway; glancing left and right before sneaking back to their table and sinking low in her chair "Don't say a word." She warned Duo who was about to welcome her back "It's boring as hell up there and the smell of the printers ruined my appetite."

He shut his mouth and shrugged. "What do you have next?" He asked

"Intro to Occ." They all replied

"Hey! So do me and Heero." Duo exclaimed "Save us some seats with you guys, okay?"

"Whatever." Donna replied, sinking under the table completely as the lunch monitor came by again.

"Hey, while you're down there..." Duo started out but before he could finish his sentence, his eyes bulged out of his head "That hurt!" He squeaked, his voice higher by about 4 octaves.

"Serves you right." Donna replied, sitting back down in her chair. "Next time, it's going to be worst, trust me."

Andi and Lauren got up at the same time to take their trays up and they came back with smiles on their faces. "Are you guys up for a little game?" Lauren asked "Kind of an initiation I guess you could call it."

"What kind of game?" Heero asked suspiciously

"Just a few rounds of spin-the-calculator." She replied with a silly grin on her face

"What's so much fun about spinning a calculator?" Wufei asked, pushing his glasses up on his nose

"Whoever it lands on, you have to kiss." Amanda replied "Normally we do a G version of the game but if you guys are up for it, well actually play the real version."

"What if it lands on someone of the same sex?" Duo asked, "Do you still want us to have to go through with it?"

"No, just hug, I guess." Andi replied, "Do whatever you feel okay with if it happens."

"You three are already coming over tonight." Quatre pointed out "Amanda, why don't you come over about seven-thirty, that gives us a half-hour to get our global projects done. Since everyone else in the class got it done within the period, that should be enough time."

"I'll be there." She promised "I wouldn't miss this for the world."

The bell rang and they all went their separate ways again. The nine of them only had one other class together and that was a ninth period study hall.

* * *

"This is so pathetic." Andi grumbled in the computer lab the next period "I did all of this last year."

"Fine, do what you want." The teacher says "Just type what you want and you've got five weeks to do it. I admit, I know you're the only one in here who bothered with that typing class last year and you're the only one who's got the right skills to my knowledge right now."

"What about me?" Lauren asked, "I'm just as good."

"If not better." Andi added, "Her typing skills are better then mine, with or without the class."

"It doesn't matter." Mrs. Jolliff put in "If you didn't take that class, you're sticking with the book."

The two girls sighed and each pulled out something, Andi a notebook and Lauren, the typing book that took them through the alphabet letter by letter. "Where did that stupid 'd' go?" Duo asked, peaking under the cover over his hands "How am I supposed to spell my name without it?"

Heero sat at the end of the row of computers, turning page after page until he was well ahead of Lauren and she was already far ahead of rest of the class. "Where did you learn to type like that?" She asked him

He didn't let his eyes leave the screen "I had to pick it up and the faster I type, the faster I can finish the write ups on my missions."

"What are you talking about." Lauren asked, "You really don't make much sense."

"That's a very good thing for you." Heero replied, still typing, "If you understood, I'd have to kill you."

"Okay, you're scaring me." She replied, turning back to her computer and starting on the letters 'g' and 'h'.

Andi closed out of her typing pages after saving and went into another program where she started placing pictures on slides and adding color and text to them after. "This class really sucks." She muttered "I can tell I'm going to hate computers after this year."

"Hey, teacher-lady!" Duo called out "This thing just short circuited."

Mrs. Jolliff ran over and looked at his computer, which was sparking and had smoke pouring out of the back. "What did you do?" She exclaimed "Everyone get out of here and don't forget to pull the fire alarm on the way out."

"I've always wanted to do this!" Donna exclaimed happily, yanking on the white lever before running out of the building with everyone else.

"Wasn't that kind of pointless?" Heero asked when they were sitting on the grass waiting for the fire department to show up "All she needed to do was unplug the thing and use the fire extinguisher and then throw it out and buy a new computer."

"Guys, I think I failed the class." Duo commented, "I accidentally spilt grape juice on the computer."

"Trust me Duo, no one is going to tell her that." Amanda reassured him "And besides, the juice probably evaporated by now and it's highly unlikely that they managed to track it to you."

"You really think so?" Duo's eyes lit up hopefully

"Yes." She replied, smiling at him

Donna looked at the chaotic kindergartners "This is the most fun I've ever had at school. You guys are amazing."

Trowa walked over to them and sat down "What happened?" He asked

"Duo tried to set the school on fire again." Heero replied, arms crossed over his chest

Trowa looked down at him "Why this time?"

Duo held up his hands in mock surrender "It was an accident, I honestly didn't mean it this time."

"How did you do it?"

Duo's voice fell below a whisper "I split grape juice on the back."

"Why did you have grape juice around a computer anyways?" Wufei asked, as he and Quatre walked over to the small group "You of all people should know how to handle computers. Our missions revolve around them." Wufei cut himself off quickly when he realized that the girls were giving him a rather curious look. He sat down next to Trowa and shut his mouth quickly.

"At least this gets us out of chem lab." Quatre sighed "The smell in that room makes me nauseous and the teacher is giving me a major headache."

"Bigger then that night we were in that bar?" Duo teased

Quatre blushed, the pink staining his cheeks and nose "I guess I got a little bit carried away." He admitted

"A little?" Duo laughed, "Dude, you drank more then the rest of us did combined."

"You mean little Mr. Goody Two Shoes actually did something illegal?" Andi asked, "What did they slip into your food?"

"It wasn't illegal." Quatre protested, "In the place we were in at the time, the drinking age was fifteen."

"What country was that?" Donna asked, "I'm on my way there."

"Donna, it's not like an age limit ever stopped you before." Amanda scolded her "You're in the beginning stages of alcoholism already."

"I am not an alcoholic!" Donna protested, "I can stop anytime I want."

The firetrucks got there and a few of the guys walked into the building while the others hung around with a few girls outside. They heard the bell ring and a few minutes later, the firemen came back out, reassuring everyone that it was safe to go back inside.

"What do you guys have now?" Lauren asked

"Spanish." All nine of them said. They all smiled, this was too good to be true. * * *

"Hola clase!" Sra. Zehr walked to the front of the world "How many of you used Spanish over the summer? I'll give you a ticket if you did."

Everyone in the room raised their hands, even Donna and Andi who's second main language was the Japanese they had been teaching themselves.

"Who can remember the Spanish term for food?" She asked, holding a red ticket up in the air

"Comida." Duo looked down at his stomach as it growled loudly "Yo quiero Taco Bell."

"Bien." She replied and handed him two tickets

"Brown-noser!!" Donna shouted "Duo, you better wipe that brownie off your nose before it's stuck there forever!"

Duo smiled and sat back in his chair, as long as she was paying him any attention, he was happy.

"What's the Spanish term for money?" She asked

"Dinero." Quatre replied quickly and received a ticket as well

"What's your favorite Spanish phrase?" She stopped in front of Heero

He glared at her "Terista de bomba." He replied "Omae o korosu."

"That's not in Spanish." She frowned "I'm not going to be able to give you a ticket for that one."

"The first part was in Spanish." He protested, his voice still monotone

"It's inappropriate for school." She replied "I'm going to refer you to our school psychiatrist for some therapy."

The six other people in the room tittered but his eight "friends" glared them down "Kusotarre!" Donna yelled over at them

"Jigoku cochiro." Andi added

"Omae o korosu." Heero muttered

"Baka gakis." Wufei shouted "You're actions are unjustified."

"Caiete clase!" Sra. Zehr cried out and the class fell quiet.

"Senora Zehr, permtieme usted ir el bano por favor?" Donna asked just to get out of the stupid class. The Navy guys were in the hall waiting for her.

"In the navy." Lauren, Andi and Amanda started humming, just loud enough to annoy Donna and to ruin her little scheme. If they had to suffer, she had to too.

"Si. Rapido." Sra. Zehr waved her out of the class and went back to the lesson "How do you say spouse?" She asked

"Donna." Duo shouted out

"Kusotarre." She popped her head back in the room

Sra. Zehr raised her eyebrow "Repeato?" She demanded

"Do you know Japanese?" Donna asked

"This is Spanish class, not Japanese 101." Sra. Zehr replied "You have a 100 word paper due tomorrow on the history of Mexico."

"Omae o korosu." Donna muttered before walking out again

"Make that 200!" Sra. Zehr yelled after her "Now who knows how to say I want?"

"Yo quiero Taco Bell!" Duo repeated, "I'm still hungry here, when do we get to eat again?"

"You just came from lunch." Lauren exclaimed "Even Donna's bottomless pit of a stomach can last longer then that."

"I'm a growing boy!" Duo protested

"In what way?" Andi asked pointedly

Duo smiled sheepishly "In all possible ones."

"La la la la la la la la la la la la." Lauren sang loudly "That's too much information for my poor virgin ears!"

"Clase!" Sra. Zehr scolded as the bell rang

They poured out into the hall where Lauren, Andi, Duo, Trowa and Quatre found Donna sitting on the table where the Navy guys were. "Come on, Gym." They replied

"I don't want to leave!" Donna protested as they dragged her away

"We're leaving anyways." One of them replied "C-ya girly."

Donna sulked down to the gym "I was having fun." She muttered

Duo grinned, "Not as much as you would be having with me." * * *

"What do you mean you don't have a string section here?" Quatre demanded, clutching his violin protectively

"I don't teach it, we don't offer it, we don't have any use for it." Mrs. Bingham replied gently "Do you know anything else?"

"Not anything that I'm willing to substitute for my violin." Quatre argued

Trowa sat next to Donna, the two of them being the only flutists in the band

Mrs. Bingham spoke sharply to him "Sit down and think of something else you want to play or you'll have to drop this class. Class, take out Jazz-a-Ma-Tazz."

"I'm not playing that!" Donna yelled, "That song sucks!"

"Donna, quit the negative attitude and take it out!"

"No, I'm not playing it!" Donna shouted back "We should play Tellaman's A minor suite."

"No, I'm the teacher and you'll play what I direct. The class can't handle it."

While the two of them were arguing, Quatre and Trowa looked at each other and sighed before starting in on their favorite duet. A song titled "Sparkling Harmony". The two people stopped arguing and listened, it was a really pretty tune with a soothing content. Yet, it was also upbeat enough to get the class tapping their toes.

"Tell you what." Mrs. Bingham walked back to Quatre "If you'll play French horn for me for rest of the year, I'll let you play whatever you want during the concert on your violin. Deal?"

He nodded, it wasn't quite what he wanted but it was better then nothing. Besides, he knew enough of every instrument out there to play it in a band, gosh, his sister Leka even taught him how to play the tuba. He hated the thing with a passion, it made his arms feel like falling off after lugging it around with him, unlike his violin that came with it's own handy-dandy carrying case. He took the French horn she gave him and settled in next to Trowa. This school was beginning to get on his nerves.