Ranma and Akane were walking to school, when Ranma heard thunderclouds. "Uh-
oh." He looked up into the sky and saw the dark gray clouds beginning to
form. The rain came down faster than he thought it would. Both he and Akane
started running to the school. They reached the school grounds five minutes
before the bell would ring. "I'm going to get some hot water, Akane."
Ranma, who was now a girl, said.
"Uh." She turned to the female version of Ranma and stared. "Oh, ok. I might as go with you. I need to dry up." Three minutes later they were walking into the classroom. A cluster of girls was whispering around the door, which made it difficult for them to get in.
One girl whispered, moving the cluster away from the door.
"Yeah. It's kinda strange...I mean there's been Ranma, and Ukyo already. I think there's a big sign somewhere saying 'Furinkan High, Open for Transfer Students...Come One Come All!" Another whispered.
"Wonder what they're talking about Ranma." Akane said. "I haven't heard about a new student."
"Well...you are a stupid, slow tomboy." Ranma replied. Akane lifted her schoolbag and tried to smack Ranma across the head with it. "Missed me." Akane tried again, and kept missing until the teacher came in.
"Settle down, everyone. Sit down." He said. "Now before I go on announcing things, I want you guys to meet a new student. She came all the way from America." He gestured towards the door. "You can come in now." A silhouetted figure stood in the doorway. Slowly the door opened, and the girl kept her head down. "Please come up here." She walked over to where the teacher stood and stood next to him. "Why don't you tell a little about yourself."
The girl lifted her head up Ranma wasn't looking until now. He had a weird sense that he had met her before. Her hair was black with some red dyed at the bottom, and went a little bit past her shoulders. She looked pale, as if she was died. Her eyes were black too; she had run crimson lipstick over her lips, and wore crimson eye shadow. She wore loose baggy, black cargo pants, a pair of combat boots, a black shirt, and a long black leather jacket. "My name's Selene Evangelina Ira." She was playing with the strap of her black side pack, and looked at every student in the room. "I'm from America, and I have no clue whether or not this is coming out right." She tilted her head and lifted her shoulders and smiled.
"Well, Selene why don't we find a seat for you." The teacher said. "Well I guess you'll have to sit next to Ranma. Seeing that's the only free desk." He gestured towards the empty chair in the back of the room next to the window. "Ranma, way don't you show her around school during break." His comment seemed more like a statement rather than a question.
"Yes sir." Ranma replied in a bored tone.
"Uh." She turned to the female version of Ranma and stared. "Oh, ok. I might as go with you. I need to dry up." Three minutes later they were walking into the classroom. A cluster of girls was whispering around the door, which made it difficult for them to get in.
One girl whispered, moving the cluster away from the door.
"Yeah. It's kinda strange...I mean there's been Ranma, and Ukyo already. I think there's a big sign somewhere saying 'Furinkan High, Open for Transfer Students...Come One Come All!" Another whispered.
"Wonder what they're talking about Ranma." Akane said. "I haven't heard about a new student."
"Well...you are a stupid, slow tomboy." Ranma replied. Akane lifted her schoolbag and tried to smack Ranma across the head with it. "Missed me." Akane tried again, and kept missing until the teacher came in.
"Settle down, everyone. Sit down." He said. "Now before I go on announcing things, I want you guys to meet a new student. She came all the way from America." He gestured towards the door. "You can come in now." A silhouetted figure stood in the doorway. Slowly the door opened, and the girl kept her head down. "Please come up here." She walked over to where the teacher stood and stood next to him. "Why don't you tell a little about yourself."
The girl lifted her head up Ranma wasn't looking until now. He had a weird sense that he had met her before. Her hair was black with some red dyed at the bottom, and went a little bit past her shoulders. She looked pale, as if she was died. Her eyes were black too; she had run crimson lipstick over her lips, and wore crimson eye shadow. She wore loose baggy, black cargo pants, a pair of combat boots, a black shirt, and a long black leather jacket. "My name's Selene Evangelina Ira." She was playing with the strap of her black side pack, and looked at every student in the room. "I'm from America, and I have no clue whether or not this is coming out right." She tilted her head and lifted her shoulders and smiled.
"Well, Selene why don't we find a seat for you." The teacher said. "Well I guess you'll have to sit next to Ranma. Seeing that's the only free desk." He gestured towards the empty chair in the back of the room next to the window. "Ranma, way don't you show her around school during break." His comment seemed more like a statement rather than a question.
"Yes sir." Ranma replied in a bored tone.