Life is, as we know it, a little tedious and repetitive. Life could, as fans of P.O.T. know it, be twisted and become just a little more interesting. So, let us describe a new transfer student from Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku, who would not have dreamed of touching a tennis racket in her life, step foot into Seishun Gakuen.

Chapter One: Nice Timing?

The sunlight peered through the widening door of the main building of Seigaku as it creaked open. Many of the students have already reported to their classrooms, so it left the lobby clear and quiet. Soft footsteps were heard, and someone walked through the opened door. A young girl who looked the age of twelve walked through quietly with the expression of confusion on her petite face. She had black, straight, short hair that shined dark blue in the light. She was wearing the usual attire for Seishun Gakuen that consisted of a plaid, green skirt, white collar button shirt, black dress shoes, and a pink ribbon to finish off the typical junior high student. In her right hand, she held the slip of her transfer and her personal information paperwork. As for her other hand, she tightly gripped her book bag that had a small star charm attached to the handle.

She looked around and hesitantly walked past the lockers only to find herself in the center of a long hallway. Unsure of which way to take, she randomly decided to go right to find the office. As she walked past some classrooms, she noticed a teacher up ahead at the end of the hallway. She immediately hastened her walk to inquire the teacher about the location of the office. Just as she was about to reach teacher, a door beside her quickly opened. The person rammed into her, pushing her to the floor. Her papers flew everywhere and glided to the ground in a mess. However, that was not all that happened; the girl's head hit the ground first, and she was instantly knocked out. The person who knocked into her was shocked and tried to wake her. He was a tall person with striking dark red hair. His ruby eyes expressed worry as he tried to shake the girl awake. The teacher at the end of the hallway rushed to the scene, and the teacher from the open classroom quickly assigned 20 minutes of self study to the class and went out to aid the two students.

"What happened here, and who is the girl, Morikawa-san?"

"Um…uh…I…she...fell…"

The boy could only stutter his words which made no sense to the teachers standing near him as he was kneeling beside the girl. At the end of the hallway, a nurse turned the corner and gasped audibly at the sight. The girl's head leaning on the boy shoulder had blood dripping. Immediately, the nurse hastened her footsteps to the teachers and students.

"Excuse me, but can you bring that young girl to the nurse's office? I believe she has a slight concussion to her head, and her head's bleeding as I speak."

The boy quickly nodded and carefully lifted the girl with the nurse's help. The two teachers gathered the scattered paper and found the transfer slip of paper, but they would have to wait until the girl woke up. At least they knew her name now. The boy and nurse carried the girl to the office and placed her on a bed. The nurse grabbed some gauze and told the boy to hold it against her gash on her forehead. He complied with a nod, and the nurse took out some band-aids, antibacterial gel, and alcohol wipes.

"You can remove the gauze now. I'm going to clean her gash and bandage it. You can wash your hands and return to class. Thank you for your help."

"Sorry…"

He quietly muttered to the now bandaged, sleeping girl. He threw away the bloody gauze and went to the sink to wash his hands with soap. After he cleaned his hands, he gathered his belongings and walked out the door after he bowed to the nurse. The nurse gave a small smile and stayed in her office to watch over the young girl. She looked through the papers and found the transfer slip that the teachers gathered.

'Ah, Hitoshi Misaki-san is it? Seems today was just not her day.'

The nurse quietly opened the door to get some coffee and would return in a few hours to check up on the sleeping child. Throughout the day, the girl slept quietly only making a few turns in her sleep. The nurse returned after three hours to check on her. As she sat down on her chair to review some paperwork left on her desk, she took a few sips of her coffee. Then, a groan was heard from the child. The nurse placed her cup and papers down and set her full attention to the girl.

"Mmm…"

The girl slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a strange white room.

"Where am I?"

The girl heard some movement and looked to her right to find a sympathetic nurse gazing at her.

"I am the nurse at Seigaku. My name is Satoshi Megumi-san. You are Hitoshi Misaki-san, correct?" The girl nodded.

"I'm afraid you had an accident and was knocked out. Luckily, I came in time to bandage your cut in my office. You might feel a slight headache throughout the day, but I have some medicine to appease the pain."

The nurse helped the girl sit up and passed her some medicine and water. The girl slowly drank the water after swallowing the pill.

"Thank you, Satoshi-san."

The nurse only smiled at her and told her she could report to the school's office as soon as she felt better. Misaki nodded and closed her eyes as she lied back down on the bed. Her head was hurting and made her dizzy. Within a few moments, she fell asleep again. The nurse then walked to her desk and wrote down a note.

When you wake up again, Hitoshi-san, I have already left to attend to a meeting. You may leave, but be sure to visit the office. The staff has been informed of your situation. Hope you feel better soon. –Nurse Satoshi

The nurse placed the note on the chair beside the bed and left the room quietly. The door gently slid closed with a click.

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That is all for now. Hm…I wonder how I should write this series. Oh well, I might re-do my first P.O.T. as this one. Hehe. I love to read the criticisms; it helps me realize on how I am writing, good or bad. Thanks to Crooked Mile for your criticism on the other story, though, I wonder if I did better. -Shifty eyes-.