Beep! Beep! Beep!
God I hate that stupid alarm clock. I quickly jump out of bed and scramble over to my mirror. Then walked over to my closet while rubbing my eyes, where I found a purple skirt and a matching tank. Now we all know that tanks are not allowed at school so I put a long sleeved white shirt underneath. Then I rush over to my vanity and sit down on a stool and brush my hair, then pull it back into a braid.
"You really should cut or dye your hair or something." That was my sister Ami. She hated my long dirty blonde hair. "Or even try putting it up differently." She's two years younger than me and already looks more mature than me.
"My body, my hair, I'll do what I want with it." I stick my tongue out at her. She can be so annoying!
"Whatever, hurry up or we'll be late for school." She rolled her eyes and walked away. I pulled on some boots and followed her. We go to Sakuri Academy. Just a normal boring school with normal boring people.
I walked into the kitchen where she handed me a pop tart. "Mom and dad already left for work." She said while putting on her coat. I stuffed the pop tart in my mouth and followed her action. "You're driving."
"Don't I always?" I plaster a big grin on my face as we walk to the car. It's not the best, but it's the only car for me. It was old. Sort of like an old hippie van. It even has a shag carpet. I enjoy it a lot.
We had just pulled up to the school when my sister was greeted by a boy in my class, Blake Hitori. Shaggy brown hair, golden eyes that could make a girl melt, tanned skin, the works. I completely hated him. He had just asked my sister out last week and she had said 'yes'! I had to turn away to keep from barfing. I jumped out of the van, stumbling a bit and walked to class.
"Good morning, Karin!" Micchi, one of my best friends, yelled in my ear before glomping onto my back. "Hey! Hey! Guess what? My friend is coming to visit. I think he might even enroll here!"
"Good for you, Micchi." The truth was that I wasn't impressed. I had met Micchi's friends before and I didn't really like them. Himeka Kujyou, my very best friend, was the only exception. She's probably the only one of them I can actually stand. "Good morning, Himeka-Chan!" I added 'Chan' because it sounded cute. It was very fitting for her. She had black hair, brown eyes, and the face of a child.
"Good morning." She greeted me with a slow smile. "Did Micchi tell you about my cousin coming?"
"Yeah." I answered. "What's his name again?"
"Kazune Kujyou." And just as she said that a bolt of lightning stuck thought the sky and a loud rumble shook the school.
The teacher, Kirika Karasuma, walked into the classroom. "Class, have a seat please. We have a new student today." Himeka and I exchanged glances and smiled. "Come in." She ordered. The door to the classroom slid opened and all the girls in the class gasped. "This is Kazune Kujyou."