Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Code Lyoko O.o

a/n: Hola Peoples! The crazy chick is back again with another story! And, if this isn't what you are looking for, READ IT ANYWAYS GOD DAMN IT...enjoy!

Ulrich's POV:

I was lying on my bed starring at the ceiling at around 3:30 in the morning. That's it. I couldn't sleep, and if I did try to close my eyes and try to sleep mydreams were intruded upon by angry thoughts of Yumi. Then, I would wake up out of my dose and stare some more. Maybe I should just think things over, maybe that will loosen me up? Yeah...good idea, let's think about how terrible and heart wrenching this whole love thing really is. Well, Yumi left to go back to Tokyo with out telling anyone about it. Until it was too late, and she thoughtfully called and told you why she missed school. Yeah... C'mon! There's more! Alright, there's a new chick comming. Since Yumi's slot was vacant I guess she took it. And we are angry about this why? Because I WANT YUMI BACK! Fine. Your not going to add to that? No. Why? Because I WANT YUMI BACK!

"Ugh...this isn't working." I groaned softly running my hands slowly over my face and through my hair.

I heard Odd shift and moan in his sleep and thought that I should probably carry on the conversation with myself in a more private place. I pushed the covers off and slipped my feet onto the ground where they rested soundly in slippers. I got up slowly and quietly and tiptoed my way over to the cubbard next to Odd's bed. I noislessly opened the door andpulled out my shirt, shoes, and jeans. I kicked my slippers off, and pulled the sneakers on not even bothering to put my clothes on. I just slung them over my shoulder.

Then, I snuck over to the window and shoved it open. Wind blasted at my face, and I immediatly regretted being lazy and not putting my clothes on. But, I shrugged off the goose bumps blosoming all over and climbed out onto the gutter. I shimmeyed my way down until I was a comfortable distance away, and I jumped. I landed with a thud on the clay colored dirt and coughed slightly as a cloud of orange dust filled my lungs. I pulled on my clothes, and then decided, maybe I should just take a walk around the perimiter of the school, maybe in the woods a little ways so no one would see me.

This was turning out to be a good walk. I would be refreshed and ready for school, a little tired, but not any more than usual. A nap in Ms. Fransics class didn't sound too bad, triginometry wasn't that important anyways. I shoved my hands in my pockets and began my short journey. I meandered in and out of the tree line when I heard a car comming along the road. I had mindlessly wandered over to the front of the school where all the teachers walked in. Shit. Was all I could think. I launched myself into the trees just as the black thing rolled past me. It stopped in my range of vision, just enough so I could hear the people who were getting out.

I realised that the car was a limo, and that a driver was getting out of the drivers seat to go and open the door. Pch. I don't likewhoever's in therealready. The door was swung open and out stepped a short girl in a dark green turtle neck. She's kinda pretty. I thought as I watched her start to unload all of her luggage from the seat. Luggage? Wait, she's the girl replacing Yumi! Now I really don't like her. I couldn't watch her any longer, the thoughts of Yumi were too overwhelming. So, I briskly turned and headed back towards the rain gutter and the warmpth of my room.

? POV:

I stepped out of the limo and into the dim light that was rising over the hills. It was about 5:30 in the morning, and I was tired. I had spent the entire night on a plane wide awake, wondering how people would treat the new girl, and silly things like that that keep everyone awake. By the time the plane had landed I was the first one up and out of there, before the stuardesses had a chance to wake themselves up. So, here I was. I stretched my arms above my head, and yawned a huge yawn.

"Gaaaahh!...Wow, this place is pretty nice." I murmered glancing around at my surroundings. There was a wooded area behind me that was probably going to be out of bounds. Also, the building was magnificent. It was very old, like an antique. Extremely old, but still valuable and beautiful.

The driver was still standing there looking like a fish out of water when I finally asked, "Would you mind helping me with my bags please? They're kinda heavy."

"Oh! Sorry." he exclaimed, turning red around the ears.

"Thanks." I said smiling kindly at him.

We made our way into the office and chucked all of my stuff in a corner. I bid the limo driver a friendly good bye, and then I walked up to the desk. Now, the lady who was sitting there had a head of hair that you would never believe to be gravitationaly possible unless you saw it. It was sticking straight up in parts and horizontally too. It was rather intimidating. I felt that if I got too close toher desk, her hair just might decide that it doesn't like me, then it might eat me. So I inched back a little and cleared my throat.

The woman looked up, looked me up and down, then cracked her gum at me. She then continued to thumb through her magazine non-chalontly. Now, I wasn't afraid of the hair, I was just annoyed.

"Excuse me ma'am?" she looked up and finally threw down her magazine like I had just interupted the most important thing in the universe.

"What do you want?" she asked snapping the gum again.

"I need to get my things for school. I just got here." I said slowly, making sure she got every word in. I wasn't quite sure if all that hairspray would allow it to go through.

"Yeah, yeah, hold on." she said standing up and dissapearing behind a door that said files on a small plaque.

"There ya go hun." she said reappearing.

"Thanks," I looked down and saw that it had my name printed on everything, "How did you know my name?"

"Your the only girl who's new, am I correct?"

"Yeah sorry, thank you."

"Uh huh. Sure, bye now."

I turned away grabbing a trolly that was next to the desk and placing all of my crap onto it. I then sifted through my papers until I got to my room number. Since I had no idea where that was I pulled out a map and traced a pathway with my finger all the way to where my room would be. I pulled open the door and pushed my way through.

"Ahhh!" was what I heard next, then a loud thud.

Shit. Was all I could think. I just killed someone. Great start dumb-ass. I rushed around the trolly and kneeled down next to the boy who was splayed out on his back.

"I am soooo sorry!" I said placing a hand delicatly on his arm, "Do you need anything? Are you okay?"

He opened his eyes and looked straight at me glarring at me like he wanted to burn a hole right through my soul.

"No, I'm not okay. That did hurt you know." He said pushing my hand off of himself.

"Sorry, I was just-"

"-trying to kill someone?"

"No!" I said standing up forcibly and glarring right back at him.

"Well then, watch where your going!" he sprang up too and weboth glarred bloody murder at each other.

"Good day then, I hope you do get run over by a trolly whoever you are!" I said, straining myself not to yell.

"Bye." he said curtly.

I twisted around and began to forcebly push the cart away fast. I rushed past the guy and managed to run over his toes as the last wheel passed by. I smiled as I heard him cursing under his breath as I shoved my way to the dormitories. When I entered the halls had only a few people, rubbing the tired away from their eyes and yawning. I slowly moved my was along and when I reached my room I pulled the key from it's envelope and opened the door.

It was a nice room, at leased it had a window that could be opened when the time came. I unloaded all my crap and pilled it all onto my bed. I then took out the packet I got from the obnoxious secretary and glanced through all of the different papers.I went about halfway through before I found my schedual.Here it is:

1st period- Health and Fitness

Free Time- (30min.)

2nd period- Science

3rd period- Math

Lunch

4th period- Sociology

Not bad, but I'd rather have sociology sooner. Oh well. I wonder what lunch is going to be? Enough of that. I thought as I shook out all the supplies from one of my many bags and began to load all of the things I would be needing. After I was finnished I looked into the mirror on the other side of the wall, and saw...a pile of shit. My hair was a mess and I had to get a different shirt on. So, I opened up another bag and got out a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and an new shirt with a pair of jeans.

I took off my turtle neck and pulled on the t-shirt. I then took off my soiled cordoroy pants and buttoned up the jeans. It was pretty much my style. The shirt had a picture of archways that went down and down inside of each other until there was nothing left, and it had this wierd hippie-ish writting that said The Doors. The jeans were fadded in different places and it had holes and ripps everywhere on them. Yep, my style all right.

I took up the toothbrush and began vigorously cleaning my sparkly whites while white foam gathered around the corners of my mouth because of the toothpaste. After I was done I wipped away the residue and began attacking my hair. It was short and a dark brown. I spiked it in the back, and had it plastered to my face in the front, so it looked cute, but yet still different.

After I was finnished reapplying my hair gel I hauled my backpack up and onto my back. I checked to see if I had everything, and then I was out the door. Now the halls were packed with people, trying to head down the flights of stairs without tripping and falling. From where I was standing it looked like a huge drain, the heard comming from all over the place, to then be packed down the spiral to where everything meets up. I jumped into the crowd and managed somehow to get all the way down.

But, right after I thought it was home free I tripped down. That's right down. There were a couple steps that I had not seen, and I walked on. I began to fall and I pushed my hands out in front of myself to brace the impact, but as I closed my eyes waiting for pain to shoot up from my arms, I instead felt something underneath my stomach. I opened my eyes and there was the boy that I had run over with my cart.

He was looking surprised himself. I quickly righted myself and straightened my shirt. I didn't want to but I said a quiet "Thanks."before I rushed off.

Time JUMP!- 4th period:

I had been waiting outside the classroom for about 12min. when the teacher finally opened the door with much gusto and dramatically introduced me. I just knodded and sat down hurredly in the nearest seat and waited for instructions. Apparently the teacher had wanted to take notes on the classes reactions to my arrival. She had introduced my quite strangely too. As though she wanted to see their reaction to her as much as to me. This is what she did:

"Class this is a new student all the way from the America's! Isn't that exciting? Her name is Battle. Isn't that just the most exotic thing you have ever heared? Well welcome!" she announced imperially.

"Pretty wierd if you ask me, I mean who else but the Americans to name their kid something like that?" someone said from the very back where I couldn't see.

Ms. Fechner began the intro into our class for that day with much enthusiasm. And by the time she was done talking everyone was silently giggling behind their hands and whispering to friends.

Here I glanced around the room at the different people who were sitting around the classroom gossiping. And of course there was whats-his-name, sitting in the back. I bet he was the one who said that about my name earlier. He was alsowith a blond haired kid with a purple stripe in the middle playing paper football. Nice hair, I actually kinda like it. I thought as I began taking in the other students around the room. There was a pink haired girl, and a blond haired boy sitting next to her they ammazingly were both taking notes with much vigor.

I then decided, hey if they're taking notes then I will too. I took up my pen and began to take notes on the more important topics that the lady was babbling about. After the lecture I had about five pages of notes, not including the backs. Then she began on a completely different subject.

"Alright now that you understand the different ways a person can express themselves through writing we are going to be starting a little project." she said excitedly jumping up and down. At the last sentance everyone stopped talking and listened to what they had to do.

"I am going to be giving each of you a piece of paper, and on this paper is a website, directions, and a little more on how peoples feelings affect each other as we see them." she said passing out the papers to everyone.

"The bell is about to ring so would you all complete the first part of the directions as homework and-" she began, but was cut off by the boy next to the other blonde haired one.

"Hey Ms. Fechner? When are you going to be getting married? I mean, you are getting pretty old, and I don't think that a name like fuck-tard is good for you!" he asked laughing beside his friend who was inching his chair slowly away from him.

Just then the bell rang and Ms. Fechner was looking daggers at the kid, "Ulrich, stay after I want to talk to you."

I gathered up my things and bolted from the room like a rabbit would bound away from it's predator. Lot's of the kids behind me did the same, like the blonde and purple haired boy, the blonde one, and the pink one. They had caught up to me and were infront of me heading towards the dorms. THis is when I accidentally heard their conversation.

"Ulrich seems to be acting alot different since Yumi left." the pink haired girl said softly.

"Yeah I don't get him." the blonde/purple haired boy said.

All the blonde haired one could do was knod.

"I think that he needs to get someone new in his life. Someone to get his mind off of Yumi." the b/p boy said.

The other two knodded in agreement and they all fell silent as they continued walking on. They were all saying good-bye and good night every single flight of stairs until only the b/p boy was left. I lagged behind him because I just really didn't want to talk with anyone right now. I pretended that my shoe was untied and waited until he had dissapeared into his room before getting up again.

I sat down in front of my computer a few minutes later. I pulled out the piece of paper and I was told to type in the specific website. So, I did. After it was done loading I was starring at bright words that read: Heart-2-Heart. What the... I thought as I saw a trail of words beneath it go in and out of the screen that read: A program for the person who needs to let feelings go. Your teacher will be assigning you a random person from one of her many classes to talk to. Remember, you can give away your identity, or you can keep the fun alive as well as less embaresment by keeping it a secret. HAVE FUN!

I read the piece of paper Ms. Fechner gave us and it said to choose a user name and password. So, I did. I picked the name smooches and a password that no one would think of then began on my other homework.

a/n: Okay I know that I left you off at a bad part, but I felt that it was going to get too long if I kept it up. So, please R&R and tell me what you think. I would really like to know. If there is anything that you think I should change, then I will. I would love to get the people's opinion. O.o