The school was just like I imagined it. A big white square like building with plenary of floors and windows. I sighed and shrugged, as it wasn't the nicest of atmospheres, but it certainly looked clean, and that goes miles with me. That and uniformity.

My previous school was in a little country town, with plenty of trees and odd shaped buildings, some as old as the school, others mis-fitting new ones from the renovations. I'd have to say most of all that I sure as heck wouldn't be missing the bird droppings and foul smell of rotting leaves that came with it...

I stepped into the courtyard and had a good look around. There were plenty of kids here, most of them just getting to school. I could pick out the social groups stating in little misshapen circles here and there throughout the grounds.

A loud blonde girl, donning that new designer necklace by some French celebrity laughed with her friends at a girl with violet hair, chasing desperately after her papers as her art book flew out of her arms, courtesy of the fashion clown trio.

"Clearly there's one in every school..." I muttered. I picked up my pace and headed over to the girl who was looking absolutely mortified, as her A3 sketches went askew, some falling into what appeared to be moist grass.

I knelt down and began picking up the papers with her, but a lot less panicked than her. She paused as our hands met by mistake, and we both drew back with sore fingertips.

"Uh... Oh, th-thank you..." She smiled breathlessly and then began picking them up again. As she did she introduced herself.

"Thank you so much, really its the second time they've done it this week... I'm Violette by the way. You must be the new girl." She deduced.

I noticed her arranging the pictures once we had the majority of them together again, and I followed suit.

"Ah, yes actually I am. I'm Voaz. It's a pleasure to help." I smiled. I couldn't help but spy over all the pieces as I organised them, coloured pencils, watercolour, pastels... She was so talented with her colours and techniques... Truly amazing!

"Is all of this your work?" I asked, "it's really amazing! I should show you mine sometime." I offered. She paused and blushed as I handed her the rest of the papers. I couldn't help bit grin when she went to re organise my stack before she realised I had done it already.

"Oh! So you also are an artist? You've arranged these pretty well, you must know what I was trying to do with my portfolio!" She commented as we stood up.

I shrugged and replied, "yeah I did a studio art course at my last school so I've had the whole thing drilled in my mind. Is there a club for that here?" I asked.

She thought for a minute but then shook her head. We began to walk back over to the school courtyard and she continued.

"No, no I do this in my spare time. There are classes though. I've been trying to petition for an art club to be started. Do you think you could help me out?" She asked before the bell rang to start the school day.

"Yes actually that'd be sweet, of course I will!" I promised her. She smiled and thanked me again before hurrying off to the school and I stepped up the pace to avoid being late.

Before I could reach the doors of the school however, a huge torrent of curly golden hair whipped its way past me, cheap perfumes and ridiculous jewellery clinking in its wake.

That girl again!

She giggled... No, she CACKLED as the trio watched me standing there dumbfounded and a little dizzy from the fumes. The head clown cried out,
"Looks like Violettes got another little art dweeb friend! How cute! They can paint rainbows together," and the others doubled over at the ridiculous notion. I scrunched my eyebrows together and tried to ignore it. It would pass, surely.

The principal, naturally, didn't seem to take any notice at all once she approached me and greeted me warmly. She was a nice stout lady with neat grey hair, and a pink work uniform. She took my hands and welcomed me to the school.

"Ah, Voaz, I am so glad to have you join us here at Sweet Amoris high! We'll just take you over here to finish up a few minor details before you go to class," she took my hand to guide me towards a room labelled "student council room" and then she let me go to open the door.

"This is Nathaniel, he's the student body president and can help you with anything you need. I'll leave you to it now." She bid me goodbye and I looked over to the busy boy sitting behind the desk, scribbling away at some forms.

Now... This is a secret and you can't tell anyone... But the minute I saw him...

...enter...otaku mode...

"Kyaaaaa! He's so cute! He looks just like one of those manga host club boys!" I thought to myself as I literally felt my heart twitch at his golden blonde hair, and peculiar amber eyes...

His white shirt creased a little beneath that professional looking tie that matched him so well..."Oh dear lord, what am I going on about?! I'm not a love at first sight girl!" I mentally scolded myself.

I was still ogling at him trying to fight of the vicious FANGIRL beast when I realised I was only able to take in his facial features so well because he was staring straight at me.

Uh oh...

He went a little pink in the cheeks and he coughed into his fist a little after a minute or two. My heart became still and my gut took over with the fluttering... Oops...

"C-can I help you... Miss?" He stood up a little too quickly, dashing to fix the pencil cup he'd knocked over onto the desk.

I giggled despite my struggles and then sucked in a deep breath, "I, I'm sorry I'm just a little nervous. I'm new and was asked to come here to touch up on some paperwork or something?" I offered him.

He reverted to a more relaxed stage and sighed in what might have been relief.

"Ah I see, no need to worry, I don't bite. Voaz, isn't it? Nice to meet you, I'm Nathaniel." He walked over and shook my hand.

I cracked a whip in my mind, keeping the FANGIRL beast at bay in its cage. Yes... His hands are nice, but that's no excuse to flip out.

We walked back over to the desk and he began looking around his files, most likely for my enrolment form. After a bit his eyebrows knit together, and he hummed suspiciously.

"Just a minute, let me check the filing cabinet. It appears that someone has misplaced your enrolment form." He confessed.

"Wh-what? But that's not right... I made sure I checked everything over myself... Can I help look?" I stuttered, absolutely flustered. Darn it, here I am swooning over a guy I just met while in the meantime my [i]personal details[/i] are flying around the school somewhere!

That fashion clown trio popped into my mind and I tried not to panic.

Nathaniel seems to notice this, "now, come on its okay, I'm sure the principal might have forgotten to bring it to me. I can promise you this school isn't going to let your details get out into the open... It's nice to see you taking this seriously though..." He reassured me.

I gave him a sort of 'I'm trusting you, don't let me down' look and then hummed noncommittally.

"Okay, we'll both look for it. I'll talk to the front office, would that work?" I asked. He nodded and after giving me some directions I made my way out. The real world suddenly splashed me like ice water as I exited the insanely heated room and I stared at the empty, sterile halls.

Not a very good start!
The front office lady was taking forever after I inquired about my form. She told me to come back later as they were sure it had been sent.

Great... Really responsible staff here... /end sarcasm.

It was when I was rolling my eyes that I bumped into someone who nearly knocked me over.

I looked around but didn't see anyone. Whoever it was was in a hurry though. I slowly exited the office and made my way to the halls. Having forgotten which room was Nathaniels I opened the first door I suspected.

"Huh... Empty room." I muttered, but before I could leave, a hand grabbed me and pulled be into the room.

I drew back to scream but was turned around and my head did a backflip... I stared wide eyed at the figure before me and he stared with his google eyes right back...

"Uh... K-ken?" I stammered. Oh lord... Dear sweet lord... Why was this happening to me!?

"Voaz! Hey did I scare you?" He laughed and then bounced up and down a little before springing up to sit on a desk. I smiled politely, but really wanted to push him over and then run for my life.

"Um, what are you doing here... You know... At MY new school?" I asked, dreading the answer.

"I heard you were moving and so I transferred to join you so you wouldn't miss me of course!" He explained as if it was obvious. My cheeks went red and I began to back away.

I was not the most popular kid in school, but I will admit... I had a little legion of nerds that followed me around like a fan club. They generally did everything I told them to, and at some point they were actually my friends, but that life I swore I would put BEHIND me... As in no more bossing around weaker kids, under the guise of being superior to them and no more Ken. ESPECIALLY no more Ken!

He was like the king of the fanclub, always at my left hand to do everything my right hand couldn't do. It was kind of annoying once they all got clingy and stuff, and started along me to date them, but none more so than him.

And here we was.

Then as I remembered all of this, my eyes tried wandering everywhere but the boy before me when I spotted it. My eyes widened and I felt chills of rage forming.

"Keeeeeeen..." I smiled sickly sweet and he pounced like a kitten...

"Yes Voaz? What is it?"

I snatched my enrolment form out of his hand and as composed as I could I told him, "this is a new school, okay? And when I mean new, I mean from now on, I DON'T want you running around doing everything for me okay? It looks bad, and honestly..." I held up the papers between my fingers and gave into an amused grin. It wasn't easy to stay mad at him for too long. He meant well.

"Isn't trying to get my phone number as easy as asking me instead of stealing my personal details? You know I could easily tell on you, childish as it may be-" he cut me off hurriedly confirming my suspicions,

"No, no! Wait, I wasn't trying to get your personal details! I just wanted to help that's all!"
He cried as he followed me out of the room and I began heading down the hall in search of my Student Body President refuge checkpoint.

Ken wouldn't act up if he was going to make a good impression. I knew that much from seeing him in front of teachers before.

"Wait, Voaz... You said I could ask you right?" He continued the one sided conversation.

I picked up the pace and made a left.

"So then... Um... Can I have your number maybe?" He asked, and just as he did...

BAM!

There it was AGAIN! The same person just bumped into me, but this time I recognised them. I fell backwards, Ken awkwardly catching me in his lap..

Eww... Eww... Oh lord this is so wrong... I freaked out in my head.

The fashion clown trio laughed and looked down at us, as my face became bright red.

"Well well well, she even brought a little boyfriend with her! How sweet!" The blonde one began.

"Aiya, he really is small, what does she see in him?" The Asian one chimed in. The other one, a brunette spoke with a fake sounding accent,

"Oh please I'm amazed he can see ANYTHING out of those ridiculous glasses, right Amber?" She finished off.

So... The clown princess was named amber...

They began chatting again and stalked off, I sat there still, ignoring Ken who was probably enjoying this somehow...

On second thought, I better not let him think this means anything... I got up and brushed myself off.

"Well look ken, I don't think I'm ready for anything like that yet. And if you could possibly keep away from those three girls, and DO NOT say a single word about my old life, I just might even consider it." I proposed to him.

He took the bait, and promised me he wouldn't. I just hoped it would last. Lovely a kid as he might be, I just don't trust his naive nature.

"Ahem..." I heard from the left...

I froze and turned around... Could it be?

Nathaniel was blushing and he seemed to be... Pitying? As he held his hand out to help Ken up and then the other grabbed my form.

"I'm so sorry about her, that was just my sister. She can be a bit much at times, but I'm sure it'll pass." He reassured me. My dignity saved somewhat I smiled weakly and we continued our business...

Definitely NOT a good start.