The school has lots of sky lights shining in, there were windows at the roof top and at the side of the walls. A few meters away from the entrance, a long curved rock seat was provided to let students sit down. The right side of the school were rooms that look like shops, but they are use as offices. Then at the center of the right side was a stage where people can perform on when there is a celebration. There were two noticeable stairs that people can use to get up to floors, one beside the curved rock seat and one at the far end of the school. Those are fancy stairs, but they only lead from first floor to third floor. If students need to go to the basement or forth floor, they need to go to other stairs that are scatter all over the school.
I took a stair way that leads me to the basement so I could go to my teacher adviser. Down at the basement were long rows of lockers. It was simple enough to get to my teacher adviser, because I just need to follow the row of lockers. At the very end of the hallway was a blue door, and beyond that blue door I could hear chattering. I open the door and found a short stairway leading down. As I went down I couldn't wait for the excitement of meeting new people. Just at the bottom right of the stair was a door that was open half way. I pop my head in to see what was going on. Students were all over the class room chatting and laughing with their friends. What really caught my eyes was that girl with brown hair and black jacket was there.
The teacher at the far end of the class look away from his paper work that he was doing, and started to scan the room to see if there was anything wrong. It wasn't long until he saw me hiding behind the door with curious eyes. It seems he recognize me as he got up and walk toward where I'm standing. He looks like he is in his fifty because of the white hair he has. Overall the teacher adviser did look friendly; his smile was the kindest thing.
He went up to me and said "hi kiwi! You're the new transfer student right?"
I push the door out of my way and said "yes, ummm I'm not late am I?"
"No, its fine. Please come in." He use his hand to gesture me in the class room. I went to the front of the class. The teacher follows and when he is right beside me he said "Guys, we have a new transfer student with us. She came here from Tokyo, Japan." Everyone look up and the teacher pushes me up a little forcing me to take a step closer.
He winks at me, telling me that it was my turn to introduce myself. I wasn't afraid. No one in the class looks scary at all. Then I began to introduce myself to the class.
"My name is Kiwi Saru. I was born in Italy and was raised in Tokyo, Japan. My favourite activity is helping animals. I would like to have fun this year."
The class look at me with curious eyes, each one look with interest. The teacher adviser told everyone to introduce them self to me. The first one to stands up was that girl who had a familiar face.
She said "My name is Sydney Jackson" and in that instant it blew my mind.
I remember when I went to Italy to meet some business people; they mention to me that there were two important families. They were Vongola and Hikari. The tenth boss for the Hikari family is Sydney Jackson, and they also showed me a picture of her.
I let out a small gasp, the answer was right there all along. I needed to make sure that this girl Sidney is safe and tell her important information's that would help. This is a mission that I was given by the business people that I met with 2 years ago. Though they never really liked me because I was a young girl, but they needed me because of how strong my family status is.
Once every one has introduce themselves, it was time to head to class. Everyone left and scatter to different place. I looked at my schedule and it said that I have math first block. Except I haven't been here for so long that I would lost myself within any seconds. I look side to side wondering if there were any people that could help me. Then I saw Sidney heading up the stairs. This was a good time to talk to her. I caught up to her when she and her friends got up to the first floor.
"Umm, excuse me. Do you know where the math room is?" I ask.
The wrong person answer my question, he had blond hair with a black T-shirt. "Right up these stairs and in the learning floor" he said without even looking at me.
Then Sydney turns around and said in Italian "Just follow me and yes I am the real Sydney Jackson. The one that everyone in the mafia thinks is dead".
"I knew it but Vongola ninth still thinks you're alive." I said, also in Italian.
"Darn it! He's suppose to thing I'm dead."
"Will you guys please speak English before I go insane?" said the guy with the black shirt. If i recall, i remember his name was Chase.
Sydney looks at him and started laughing. Then Chase stats to get a little annoy.
"This is not funny!" He yells as we walk away from him.
I follow Sydney to the math room while she explains to me how the school works. There is a program call the PSDL, which means personal-self-direct-learning. In this program students are suppose to learn on their own time, but there are class lessons that they must attend. The math room is on the second floor, and science is also on the second floor with math. Sydney and I enter the class room and find a spot to sit. She wants to sit in the middle side, so I follow her and sit on the seat in front of her. A guy came in the class and Sydney wave at him.
"Hey Sydney, hey person I don't know." He said as he sits on a desk right beside Sydney.
"Hey dude, this is Kiwi and Kiwi this is Osmium." She said as she gesture her hand to either one of us.
"Math's the worse, right?" I ask in Italian.
"What did she say?" He said turning his head towards the side.
"She said math is the worse in Italian." Sydney explains to him.
"Class is about to start in three… two… one." Osmium counted down right as our teacher came right in.