Chapter 2

The New Kids

"Have a good day at school then girls." Said Candice Grant, waving goodbye to her daughters on their first day of school. A slight sense of dread was pestering her for a while, and it increased as the girls boarded the yellow bus in front of their new home.

[Just what kind of trouble could these girls possibly get into anyways?] Those were her thoughts as she tried to shrug the situation off.

The bus ride the girls endured to school wasn't so bad, it was just filled with the expected stares. They didn't live too far from school, but their mother wanted them to ride the bus on the first day for some reason. Perhaps she thought she could discourage trouble this way. Fortunately, there were no incidents this time.

The girls had made it to their class and all, and since they were in an elementary grade, they were all in the same room for the entire day. The class of students was larger this year than expected, and the six identical faces were certainly a new addition. Their new teacher, trying to avoid embarrassment, just took their attendance collectively, and started an introduction game, saving them for last. Each girl was to say their name, and something they liked.

"My name's Stella. I like fashion."

"I'm Kala, and I like stuff~"

"Victoria. I don't like nicknames."

"I-I'm Lucia… I enjoy reading."

"Sohpia. Nothing more."

"I'm Maia! I like sports!"

The sisters each attracted different sets of attention, other than the shared curiosity of their identical faces. The class caught on pretty quick that these ten-year old girls were all very different. After a quick trip touring the school building outside of class with an older student, it was lunch time.

"So, are we all supposed to sit together or something?" asked Kala, while the group headed outside. "It seems as if that's what everybody expects us to do."

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'd rather find a different set of people to sit with." replied Stella.

The group's tomboy begun to get really restless at this point. "I'm not even hungary, so I'll just see you later. I'll see what they have outside for me to do, because I'm bored."

So with that, the group split up into different groups, exploring the outside perimeters or the school's courtyard. It may have not been the best idea, then again, maybe it would serve to be a good thing in the long run..


Notes: So this was shorter that expected. Oh well. They split up at the end, so I'll have to write in each one's perspective next, or something like that...