Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ranma ½ characters…. so pwease don't sue me…hehe hoho…but anyway, I won't put a disclaimer in every chapter because it just gets on my nerves beyond belief. But yes, this fic was inspired by my life…so I don't think you can really call it a self-insert cause I'm not in it! But some of these things actually happened to me. This is an A/U fic though and doesn't really follow the plot of the manga or anime. But please read and how and tell me how you like it okies? Well here I go.

APOLOGY…..:sniff sniff: I'm sorry for putting my vocabulary paragraph in the first one… it was just an idea to….((and from what I hear a very bad one…lol…))….yeah, it made me think….would I like to read a fic that I couldn't understand? But thank you VERY much for telling me…lol….so I took out the vocabulary words out of the first paragraph okies?

PRELUDE

The students were all in their assigned classroom waiting for the teacher to come in and begin their lecture. It was the first day of high school for these young students, and there were the normal first day jitters. You have some of the overly prepared kids who had a backpack full of dictionaries, paper, calculators, and textbooks that had been bought over the summer in advance.

There are then the art kids to consider, who have nothing with them other than paper, pencils and a paint splattered shoulder book bag.

There are also the acceptance kids who would sit there and wait for the first person to address them; these kids, once they were spoken to, would automatically transform into whichever other group the person who spoke to them was a part of no matter the brevity of the conversation, or how wordy or choppy the persons words while trying to befriend this other person are.

Then there are the popular kids. The ones everyone else whether openly or secretly wanted to be. How one becomes popular as a freshman is still unknown to many of us. Whether it's the process one must go through, the people they know, family members, rumors, the way that they show know fear of acceptance that makes them accepted, the wryness of their actions, or maybe even just a carefree look in their eyes, that makes them so sociably acceptable and seemingly complacent. It was not only a known fact amongst the students who the popular kids were, for teachers tend to overlook the wrong doings of these people whenever they may feel the desire to flaunt their popularity amungst the masses, and often praise them for correcting themselves from the deed that should not have been done in the first place.

Whichever the student may be, the fact is, these types of students flood the classroom everyday, each one's cast set in stone. Not often will you see the groups interact; which has to leave one thinking, what would be the outcome if two different people, from two different casts, were to get to know each other. Would a new cast evolve, or would the interaction between the two cause friction, and unwanted tension. This question can never truly be answered because although they may belong to a certain group, deep down inside everyone is their own person, with their own thoughts, their own feelings, wants, needs, ideas; the only way to answer this question, is for the question to go from not an idea, but for it happen in an actual classroom.

In this class there was a particularly popular student by the name of Ranma Saotome. He was on of those guys that every girl wanted to date and every guy wanted to be. His jet-black hair and muscular build were both envied and loved by all. As the school bell rang everyone filed to their seats; everyone accept for Ranma of course, who was too busy sitting on two girl's table flirting with them to have noticed the teacher standing behind him with her arms crossed. When he turned around smiling she said nothing to but only pointed to the last available table. Each person was at a desk with two chairs and all were occupied accept for the table that was in the back of the class room that seemed as though it were preserved for Ranma. Ranma then stuck his hands in his pockets and walked over to the available desk where he sat in one chair and placed his feet in the other. He then gave a charming smirk to the teacher who did nothing but smile back slightly then sigh and shake her head. His popularity was already being recognized by the staff.

The teach was about to start her lecture when the door slammed wide open making everyone jump out of their skin.

The girl who entered the room had short blue hair that was pulled into a ponytail with loose hairs hanging from outside of the rubber band. She looked as though she had just come from the gym because she was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a white shirt with a towel around her neck, which she quickly removed when she noticed everyone in the class looking at her.

"I am sorry for being late. My name is Akane Tendou. I tried to arrive as quickly as possible" Akane said then bowed. The teacher rolled her eyes and proceeded to write on the board with chalk as she mumbled under her breath, "These kids. When I was in school no one would have ever dared enter the classroom late. And them having changed the uniform policy was ridiculous. Who knows WHAT kids might show up in these days…" The teacher continued to complain leaving the lone girl standing in the front of the class.

Akane gave a faint smile, as her already pink cheeks turned red from all of the attention, she tried to quickly look for a seat but found only one, that was currently occupied by a young mans feet.

Akane let out a loud sigh as she walked to the back of the class. As she stood there hovering Ranma's feet, Ranma made no attempt to move his feet and just gave her a passive look.

"Excuse me, may I please sit here?" Akane asked Ranma politely.

"Iunno, MAY YOU?" Ranma said back. Snickers could be heard throughout the classroom as the others watched the soon be quarrel.

Akane was starting to get frustrated and balled up her fists. "Move your feet or I will move them for you!" Akane said through her teeth. A chorus of, "Oooooooo's" could be heard throughout the classroom. Ranma locked eyes with Akane to find that she was serious and that it would be in his best interest if he removed his feet.

The teacher dusted her hands off on her skirt and pointed to the chalkboard, which read, "Life Skills and Family development" She then put her hand on her chin and ordered for some girls and boys to switch seats. After she was done she clasped her hands and yelled, "Perfect!" The class looked around at each other to try and figure out what exactly was so 'perfect'. "Alright now class," she continued, " I want you to take a good look at the person sitting next to you," Ranma and Akane looked at each other than quickly turned their heads away to look in the opposite direction, both with smug looks on their faces. The teacher continued after everyone had looked around, "The person sitting next to you will be your partner for the duration of this class and under NO circumstances will the partners be changed"

"WHAT?" Akane and Ranma both screamed simultaneously. The teacher looked steadfast in what she has said and so they both thought it best to just listen to the rest of what she had to say.

"As you can see this is a Life Skills and Family development class which means that this class is meant to prepare you for real life and having a family…"

"Does that mean that you will show us how to have babies?" Ranma shouted and the class burst into laughter. All accept for Akane, "pervert…" she mumbled.

"Tomb boy" Ranma replied.

The teacher sighed, "This is going to be a long year."