It had been two hours and 15 minutes since Tripp had first arrived at Wammy House Orphanage. She had finished unpacking about 15 minutes after Roger had left her here. She had travelled light mostly because well, that was all she had. When she had finished unpacking Tripp took out her sketchbook and decided to do more work on perfecting her ideas. She got so engrossed in her imagination that when a student finally came to the door she fell off the bed.

Now she was walking down the hallways again to her new class. She was lead to a room that was occupied by about 24 pupils (not including herself) and a female teacher. Tripp smiled.

"Hey."

Tripp saw the teacher smile and motioned for her to stand in front of the class as the teacher put a hand on Tripp's shoulder.

"Class this Tripp MacLellan. She just joined today so make her feel welcome." The teacher's speech was followed by a ring of half-hearted hello's. It was nearing the end of the day after all.

"Tripp how about you tell us a little about yourself?" asked the teacher. Tripp stiffened, this was what she'd been dreading.

She gave a half-hearted laugh and scratched her head, her automatic nervous reaction.

"Um. Well I can't really do that." Tripp said.

"Oh come one no one will tell." The teacher laughed. She obviously hadn't been updated on Tripp's 'condition'. Tripp noticed how everyone was now interested in this odd girl standing on front of them. Tripp sighed, her hands dropping to her sides in defeat.

"I mean it I seriously can't tell you." Tripp said looking down to the floor.

"Why not?" the teacher asked, truly stumped. Tripp looked to the class, smiling sadly.

"Because I woke up two weeks ago with out any previous memories. I couldn't, can't, remember anything, not even my own name. Yet I can remember facts information. For example things I've learnt in school. But not anything else." Everyone stared at this girl hoping for more information while the teacher went beat red and excused herself from the classroom, leaving Tripp standing in front of the class.

"Hey look every one. It's Mello's long lost sister." Laughed a boy with very short hair, making a majority of the class laugh, except for a feminine looking boy with blonde hair, a maroon haired boy and a boy with white hair. Tripp guessed that the blonde hair boy was Mello as he looked like he was about to blow a gasket.

Tripp frowned at the brown-haired boy.

"Shut the hell up bone head." She told him. At that moment the teacher came in again an apologized. Tripp was told to take the empty seat beside the window at the back, which she did.

"Oh, before I forget. Mello and Matt, you're to show Tripp around for the week." She told them. Mello, who was sitting in front of Tripp, mumbled an angry agreement. He already knew is was in enough hot water from the 'incident' the week before.

"Don't be so enthusiastic." Tripp whispered but the maroon hair boy must have heard her because she saw his shoulders shaking with laughter. Mello noticed this and nudged his friend.

"What you laughing at?" he asked. Matt pointed to the girl behind him with his head, not taking his eyes of the PSP screen. Mello turned to see the girl looking outside, a dazed off look in her face.

"Mello, you can look at Tripp after class, right now you need to pay attention." The teacher called making the class burst into laughter.

"Looks like Mello has a girlfriend." The boy from earlier said laughing. Tripp rolled her eyes. Moron. Taking the slingshot from her pocket along with a small red ball she aimed for the boy's head.

Ready…

Aim…

"Fire." She whispered letting go of the elastic band making the small ball fly through the air and hit the boy right in the back of the head.

"Yes!" she whispered to herself although Mello and Matt both heard her jubilant cheer and turned to her.

"Oww!!!" shouted the brown hair brown holding his head in pain. Tripp, ignoring the two boys that were looking at her, put the sling shot back in her pocket and turned to the window.

"What is it now Kyle." Asked the teacher turning the injured boy.

"Something hit me!" he screeched. The teacher sighed and turned back to the board continuing with the lesson. Tripp giggled to herself and looked to the boy she'd hit. He was already looking to her and she waved in the I-did-it way making him glare. Tripp just brushed it off and looked out the window, already guessing she'd hear more about this later.

The rest of the class went by in a daze. When asked for an answer for a question she would answer then go back to the window, watching the snowfall. Every so often she noticed the glares from Kyle and others from his obvious gang.

Before she knew it the bell for the end of the day rung and everyone made there way out of the class, not before the teacher, whose name Tripp kept missing, gave the final announcement.

"Remember! All classes are cancelled for the next two weeks for Christmas."

Tripp frowned.

It was Christmas already? Tripp was packing up when a shadow fell over her. She looked up to Mello who was looking down on her, a chocolate bar in his hand and the red haired boy looking at his PSP screen. He was about to say something when Tripp stood and walked towards the door. She got to the doorway until Kyle and gang stopped her. Tripp sighed.

"Hey, girly…" instead of listening to him she attempted to push through them but couldn't.

"Move." She told them, not bothered with niceties. They just laughed.

"Or what?" Kyle asked. Tripp rolled her eyes.

"Or, this!" she said punching the leader in the face knocking him back to the wall. Mello, Matt and the teacher came running when they heard the crash.

"What happened?" the teacher demanded looking at Kyle who was holding his jaw in pain.

"He can't take a punch." Tripp said, turning to the teacher, looking as if she had just deducted something and not punched a boy in the face. The teacher looked at Tripp in shock and then to the Kyle who was glaring at Tripp in anger but also wonder. The teacher sighed.

"I'm sorry Tripp but you'll have to come with me." Tripp nodded, expecting this. Mello and Matt frowned at the girl's willingness and that she seemed completely oblivious to the fact she had just punched a boy not caring about the consequences. Tripp was taken by the teacher to Roger's office, Mello and Matt following behind.

When Tripp came out she was looking at the hand she'd punched Kyle with. It was still stinging with the contact. Mostly because she hadn't punched someone before.

Well, she couldn't remember punching anyone, but what that boy Kyle said to her set something off.

Had someone said that to her before?

She walked passed Mello and Matt, not taking in their presence, just looking at her fist, a frown sketched into her face.

"Hey! You!" came a voice from behind. Tripp turned to see Mello and the red haired boy walking up to her.

"What do you want?" she asked in the same snippy tone Mello had used. The two boys walked up to her, the blonde biting into a chocolate bar and the maroon haired boy playing his PSP.

"We were told to show you around. If you're found wandering around by yourself we will get the blame." Said the maroon haired boy. Tripp frowned for a moment then it hit her.

"Ah, Mello and Matt right?" she asked, pointing to the blonde then the maroon haired boy. Mello smirked.

"Yeah, and you're the girl who punched someone on your first day. Quite impressive for your first day." Tripp rolled her eyes and sighed.

Brilliant. The 'badass' is talking to me.

"Why'd you punch him anyway?" asked Matt, not looking up. Tripp shrugged.

"Beats me." She said, looking off into space, twirling her necklace.

"What do you mean by that? You don't know why you punched him?" said Mello taking another bite of chocolate.

"I was pissed because he was in my way. But why exactly I punched him that hard I don't know." Tripp said, shrugging again. Mello frowned at the odd girl standing in front of him as she twisted a locket in her fingers.

"Are you two planning on moving anytime soon?" asked Tripp looking at the two boys. Mello smirked and turned, walking the way Matt and he came, Matt following not looking up.

"You coming?" Mello called over his shoulder. Tripp grumbled angrily to herself. She didn't want to follow the stuck up blonde but she had to admit, she was lost in this huge orphanage. Running behind, Tripp looked over Matt's shoulder to see he was playing Devil May Cry 3.

"Is that any good?" she asked, watching the gamer. For the first time the gamer looked up to Tripp who was watching the screen.

"Yeah. Why? You like video games?" he asked. She looked at him smiling.

"Well, I've played some but I'm not very good. Can't remember anything so I sort had to start again with video games. Guitar Hero is good though." She said walking beside Matt, who was again looking at the PSP screen,

"So how is the whole amnesia thing?" asked Mello out of the blue. Tripp looked at Mello who wasn't looking at her.

"It's irritating. It's like… it's like you have a jigsaw puzzle and you've almost finished but the main pieces are missing. In short it sucks." She told him.

"What's that you keep playing with?" Mello asked, acting like he didn't care. Tripp looked at him like he was an idiot.

"It's a banana, what the hell does it look like." She asked him, irritated by his stupid questions. Two girls walked past Tripp and laughed at her dark appearance.

"Nice Halloween costume." The blonde one said giggling. Tripp turned to the girl, smiling sweetly.

"Really? Thanks, like yours better." Tripp told her looking at her short skirt and yellow vest. The blonde girl blinked, taken aback as Tripp followed Mello and Matt.

Matt laughed at Tripp's comment to the blonde girl.

"Assholes." Tripp said to herself. She turned to Mello when she felt his eyes boring into the side of her skull.

"Take a picture it will last longer." She told him. Mello glared at her and she just smiled and turned back to face were she was going.

"I was being serious when I asked what it was." He told her. Tripp sighed.

"Well seeing as you asked I so nicely I'll tell you. It's locket, it was round my neck when I woke up, it's they only thing I have from my past." She told him, not looking at the blonde boy and biting her thumb.
"Were did you wake up? I'm guessing that it wasn't in a house." the gamer said. Tripp gave a small laugh and smile.

"Well, we are asking a lot questions today aren't we boys?" she said turning to the two boys.

"You came into the class claiming not to remember anything about your past yeah, we're curious." Mello told her. Tripp rolled her eyes and sighed.

"No it wasn't in a house. Far from it actually. I woke up in an alley with several stab wounds and the knife still in my back. An old man came over to me; he must have heard my groans of pain. He phoned the police and help me out then sent me here." She told them. She looked up to see them both with shocked looks on their faces.

"I still have the knife actually it's in my room. Of course I still have the scars as well but I've gotten used to them." She told them shrugging.

"And this happened only two weeks ago? How can you be so damn calm about it?" asked Mello. Tripp laughed.

"Because from my point of view I'm lucky. Most of the children here have lost their parents. Me?" she said looking at the two boys from the side of her eye.

" I just forgot them."