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When Len finally came back round, he found himself looking up at Rin, who was kneeling next to him. He then realised he was lying on the floor somehow.
'I've died and gone to heaven.' said Len. Rin giggled.
'No, you're still breathing Len. And a little bit concussed.' added Rin. Len smiled.
'Oh really, then how come I see an angel then?' Len mused, sitting up. Rin giggled her adorable giggle again. Len felt a stern hand on his head. He looked up. Teto had grabbed his head, a vein bulging at the side of her head.
'I swear you little shota, if you mess with Rin, you will pay... with your life. Do I make myself clear?' asked Teto sweetly, but squeezing Len's head. She was squeezing his head very tightly. Len could feel his brain slowly be turned to mush.
'Wait, did you just call me shota?' asked Len, furious. Teto smirked.
'Of course I did. You are a shota after all.' replied Teto, letting go of Len's head. Wow, Len's head suddenly felt better. Rin smiled and gave Len a quick peck on the cheek.
'Well then, I guess he's my shota then.' giggled Rin, blushing. She and Len stood up, and sat on their tables. The school bell rang, and some other people had started coming now, which was a shame for Len, because he was just about to kiss Rin. Some of the football jocks started to talk to Akaito; he was the football captain. Some Goth dudes on the other hand, started talking to Dell. Yes, Dell was classed as a Goth, seeing that he was wearing a black T-shirt, black jeans, black shoes and a silver cross on a chain around his neck (Wanna be vampire, Len thought to himself). Teto, Neru and Rin were talking to some other nerdy/kinda cool girls: Len thought that they were their own little club or something like that. And Len, well, Len just talked to anybody, which wasn't bad, seeing like everybody liked Len. Some girls who were somewhat obsessed about him in his homeroom slowly made their way towards him, giggling sinisterly. So, Len was slowly moving away from them. He felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
'Hey there, beautiful.' said Miku. Len closed his eyes. Please leave, please leave please just leave. Len turned around to face Miku, who was wearing a very see-through top and a skirt that looked like a belt with high heels.
'Err, hi.' mumbled Len. Miku moved in closer on Len, who was backing away from her.
'Hey Len, be my boyfriend.' It wasn't like a suggestion, or a question, Len had noticed that. Oh no, Miku made it out to be more like a command than a friendly question or an innocent request.
'Err, sorry but, don't you have a boyfriend. That Mikuo dude?' asked Len backing into his table.
'That guy, he's a shitty boyfriend, too much of a wimp for my liking. Rich guys don't like to play rough it seems… so I dumped him this morning.' replied Miku, laughing coldly. There was something about Miku that just made Len feel uncomfortable. It was a lot like a robot... she had no emotions at all whatsoever.
'Well, I'm sorry, but I kinda like... someone else.' said Len apologetically. Miku eyes darkened.
'Who is it? I swear, when I found out I'll kill the bitch with my bare hands.' growled Miku. Well, sucks to be Rin then, Len thought.
'Little bit harsh, don't ya think?' asked Neru from behind Len. Miku glared at her.
'Piss off Akita.' hissed Miku. Neru laughed.
'Shame, you're gonna have to try harder cous' when you try to insult someone.' said Neru in a sickly sweet tone. Whoa, wait a minute, what? Miku glared at Neru again, and walked away from them. Len turned to Neru.
'You're related to Miku? You're actually related to her?' asked Len. This was just weird.
'Yup, she's my cousin. Her mom was my mom's fraternal twin; they had the same mom, but they had a different dad.' replied Neru. Now that was downright weird. Yet for some reason, it was awesome at the same time.
'How does that even work?' asked Len.
'You'll be surprised Len. I don't even know myself.' replied Neru whilst shaking her head. Len didn't bother to ask. He didn't even want to know. Two minutes later, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Buckley, came in. Mr. Buckley's old, probably in his late 60s, with thinning grey hair and a big gut on him that strainedthe buttons dangerously on his shirt. He was one of the Geometry teachers, a crap one at that. But hey, he was a good laugh, and the only nice teacher. But he still had a knack for hating Len.
'Alright class, settle down now.' said Mr. Buckley wearily. Len sat down in his seat, and a few seconds after, Rin was next to him. She looked cute with the bow in her hair and the sailor girl outfit. That kind of thing suited her, or at least that's what Len thought. They were sitting at the back, whereas Dell, Akaito, Teto and Neru were round about in the middle of the class. Len had the upmost urge to accidently drop his pencil, and accidently brush his hand against Rin's leg, but he'll do that later one in the day, without Teto/Neru/Miku within the perfect range of slaughtering him. After homeroom, they had to go to what would probably be Len's least favourite class in the history of worst lessons: Creative English. It was new stupid class the school made up so that they could compete with other schools, and of course, he and the others were some kind of guinea pigs to see if it would work. Well, Len wasn't good at English much (the highest he got in the years was a "D"... a "D-"), and his creativity skills weren't really up to scratch. They reached Room 127, and walked inside. Len's attitude towards the class changed. There weren't any chairs and tables. There wasn't the old chalkboard. This room looked... cool. And this is an English classroom. There were beanbags instead of chairs, an interactive whiteboard instead of that medieval thingy, there were stereos and CD players, and there were even fancy schmancy, state-of-the-art laptops. Lots of Coke and other fizzy drinks as well, crisps, chocolate, sweets and... Wait a minute, could Len smell nachos?
I'm so gonna enjoy this, Len thought to himself with a broad smile on his face.