Hiroshi Yonozaki was bored. Really, really bored. When he had been told that he would be transferred from his school in Japan to the American school of Monster High as a new 'learning opportunity', he had expected something more than this. Ghouls were still avoiding him like his dad avoided toy planes (Hiroshi thought was a bit weird for a guy taller than buildings). At first it was amusing, he had even transformed –tripling his height– and tapped an unfortunate monster with his spiked tail. The poor ghoul had run away, screaming in absolute fright. Yup, just like always.

Except their cries were in English.

Watching a harpy tease a witch, Hiroshi yawned and looked around the hallway with half-lidded eyes, there had to be something to do around here...

"Hi," Oh great, someone was actually talking to him. This couldn't end well.

He turned around slowly and his eyes landed on a short, red-haired girl clad in green, smirking at him.

"Hello," Hiroshi muttered, trying to mask his thick Asian accent, "What you want?"

"Jus' never seen ya 'round, lad" She replied airily, rubbing in her Irish accent, "I'm guessin' yer new?" She leaned against a locker and edged closer to him, which he responded with moving farther away. "Yes, transfer from Japan."

"Mm, yes...," She batted her eyelashes obnoxiously, 'I like foreign lads..."

Alarmed, –and possibly scared– Hiroshi backed away slowly, averting eye-contact. "To step away I ask you of you, am not comfortable." He had heard Americans were weird, but not like this!

Raising an eyebrow, the girl straightened and frowned at him, "I thought ya tough ol' punks could take a bit o' flirtin' from a girl?" His rejection had personally hurt her a tiny bit on the inside. Lucky O'Hexergon didn't consider herself a Cloe Gorgon AKA the supposed prettiest ghoul in school, but she didn't think that her mere presence and appearance could scare a guy. Especially a lonely looking punk who didn't have anyone to talk to. After thinking about it and coming to the conclusion that she was perhaps too strong in her 'friendliness', Lucky cleared her throat and gave him a small smile, "Look, real sorry 'bout what jus' happened. Sometimes jus' can control me self. I'm not actually interested in ya, why would I be?" Pausing when she realized how offensive her words sounded, she tried to soften the blow, "what I mean is, I'm not really lookin' t'be a lad's ghoulfriend, flirtin' is jus' me way to b' friendly."

Still ruffled at the first encounter, Hiroshi looked up and grunted, signifying he sort of forgave her. Uncomfortable, he turned around and pretended to be interested in the drama in front of him; when the witch finally stood up for herself and snapped back an insult, he smirked. Lucky noticed the slight show of emotion and decided it was the perfect opening for another jab at friendship.

"So, ya like... humor?"

Annoyed, Hiroshi turned slightly and shrugged, "I was merely glad witch fight back."

"So ya like fightin'?" She shot back, grinning mischievously. This guy was going to be fun to play with...

Hiroshi glared and thought of how to word his next sentence, "I do not enjoy... pointless violence." And before she could say anything he added, "But neither violence with point, only if very necessary I give punch. Very hard punch as well, to annoying girls who I like not."

Lucky frowned; there went her chance to poke at him a bit more, maybe it was time to change the subject, from fighting...to romance. "If it was a ghoul, say, one ya particularly liked; would ya fight fer 'er?" 'Let's see him get out of this.'

But Hiroshi answered quickly and smoothly, just slightly caught off guard at the question, "If she is wronged, yes. But, make clear that I wish for no female accompaniment at moment."

Lucky sighed and shifted her weight to one leg; this guy was tougher than she thought he was. Most boys would stutter and blush at the mention of romance. Changing tactics, she went on asking about his interests, "What's yer favorite color? No wait, lemme guess; black. Really stereotyped punk."

Miffed that his favorite color was indeed, black and that she was calling him a 'stereotyped punk', Hiroshi growled and retorted "Yes, it is, but am very displeasured at your prediction of myself as 'punk'. You know me hardly so I wish your leaving me alone." He bared his teeth as a warning.

Crossing her arms huffily, Lucky turned away and slouched against the lockers; whatever, this guy was boring anyhow. Hiroshi felt pleasure at telling her off and turned back to the fight still going on between the witch and harpy.

"... of a normie! Now, what's the radius of a circle with the circumference of 23.56295?"

He sniffed, this one was easy, rounding the answer to a whole number –he didn't like talking to much– Hiroshi hollered gruffly, "Four!" No one would know it was him and he felt pretty daring at the moment.

"Whoa, that was some darn good math ya used there!" Lucky murmured, still trying to find the answer on her plastic calculator. When she finally got the number, she whistled approvingly, "Way close as well! Ya a math-y lad?"

Annoyed that the leprechaun was still there and that he had given himself away, Hiroshi pulled up his black and red hood and sneered, 'It was... guess?"

"Ya sure it wasn't 'cause yer in 'Advanced Monster Math' with the seniors?"

"How did you...?" He hissed.

Lucky smiled and pointed to the papers in his open bag, "I read yer schedule..."

Not being able to take it anymore, Hiroshi stormed away, ignoring the shouted apologies from Lucky.

Rounding a corner, he was met with a strange scene. A winged ghoul was currently berating a werewolf for threatening the shocked ghost boy that looked like he was trying to get away –had the werewolf not been grabbing his shoulder. Nearby stood another werewolf who was obviously enjoying the vocal whipping the other was getting. Turning to see Lucky running towards him, he sighed and decided that breaking up a fight was better that having to deal with her.

Ok, so I might have enough time to add the ending today. I've been writing like crazy for the past hour or so. As you can see, the characters have finally met and sparks will be flying!

If don't like how your character was portrayed, feel free to tell me in the review or PM me.

BYE!