Chapter 2:

The school was large. In fact, large was an understatement. Massive, humongous, gigantic, colossal were more appropriate terms, but regardless, it was big. Awed by the sheer size of the school blocks and seemingly infinite number of facilities in the school, I quietly took in my surroundings as Narumi-sensei showed me around. It didn't take long for me to have mapped out the whole place in my mind. Getting lost definitely wasn't on my to do list.

"…and this is our multi-magic hall! Its been reinforced with strengthening and support magic so the students can have practice spars here using magic! Students aren't allowed to fight with magic unless they are in here. The punishment for fighting outside the hall is pretty harsh so I suggest you don't try it Sakura channnnnnnnnnnnn!" Narumi sang. He was getting way too into this tour for my comfort. Seriously, where had that sensible, serious man from the general office gone? With a sigh I walked away from him, back towards the homeroom classrooms that he had pointed out earlier.

"Sakura-channn! Don't ignore me! We have to go to homeroom together!" he cried out in a pitiful voice. Chills went up my spine with the shrill voice. "Can you not walk faster?" I spat out with gritted teeth. "Walking beside you is so humiliating. I don't understand how you even became a teacher when you're such a douche bag." I walked a few steps ahead of him, making sure that I was just out of his reach. I didn't want to be associated with such a freak, but it seemed like I was doomed from the start, especially when he dragged me aside, outside the classroom 2-B.

"This, Sakura-chan, will be you're new homeroom, Class B. And you're homeroom teacher is none other than yours truly!" he sang and did a ballerina twirl. "Come in when I call you okay?" he winked at me and danced into the classroom. Sighing, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, enjoying the momentary silence that I had. The morning had been far too noisy for my liking, but I suspected that it wasn't like that all the time. "It better not be." I thought.

Narumi sensei had been inside the classroom for a little longer than I expected, so I opened an eye to peek at the door. I couldn't hear anything, but I could see through the frosted glass Narumi sensei's shadow still prancing about the front of the class, waving his hands to and fro. It seemed as if he was trying to get the class' attention. "Geez… How long is he going to take?" I sighed once more and settled down into a more comfortable slouch against the wall and resigned myself to a rather long wait.

Meanwhile, inside the classroom…

"EVERYBODYYYY PLEASE LISTEN TO MEEEEEEEE!" Narumi sensei cried out. The class took no notice of the gay teacher as he danced at the front. Such activities were a norm and were more often than not deemed unworthy of their attention. To the class, Narumi sensei wasn't much of a teacher to begin with, more of an… existence that wasn't really acknowledged. That didn't mean that the class didn't like Narumi sensei, it was more like they felt they had better things to do than listen to him.

Narumi was depressed. Heck, that was an understatement. He was miserable, unhappy, glum, disheartened, sad, and despondent. HE FINALLY HAD A REALLY CUTE STUDENT TO INTRODUCE TO HIS DARLING CLASS AND THEY JUST DIDN'T CARE ONE BIT! Crying waterfalls out of his eyes, he exited the classroom and went to fetch Mikan.

"Sakura-channnn…" I looked up, hearing my name being called, and promptly jump back and instinctively reached for my whip. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why can't you be normal for once god dammit!" I screamed at him. Narumi sensei was drenched in his own tears, dripping, and still crying. His gross white frilly shirt was wet and practically transparent, and his light purple frilly pants were now dark purple, sweeping against the floor and soaking up the water that was dripping down. "I'm sorry Sakura-chan… My darling class doesn't want to listen to me… so lets just go in and let them get acquainted with you themselves." He somehow gurgled out, amongst the snot and spit that he was spewing out because of his crying fit. Thoroughly grossed out, I shook my head and made my way to the classroom door, and turned my head back to stare at the pathetic whimpering lump of meat that was my homeroom teacher. Narumi sensei looked up and visibly brightened up, looking like he was on top of the moon. "Sakura-chan! I knew you weren't like those gorillas in there!" he exclaimed as he –miraculously- cleaned himself up, and followed me into the classroom.

"BANG!"

The door slammed open, and I was greeted with a blast of chattering. "So much for being able to enjoy some peace in this school." I thought with a mental sigh. It seemed as it the whole student body never shut up. The noise was unbearable. The sound from the door wasn't enough to catch the attention of my fellow classmates, and I was getting sick from the noise. My morning are supposed to be calm and serene, not this! A though occurred to me, and I slowly smirked. Unhooking my whip from my belt, I pressed a small button on the handle, and lazily flicked my wrist, sending the whip sailing over the blackboard in a wide arc, with the tip of my whip glinting.

"SCREEEECHHH!"

The noise was a million times worse than nails being dragged across it. I winced and snapped the whip back before my ears decided to burst at the noise.

Despite the damage done to my ear, (I was the closest to the board) my idea had worked! The class was silent, with most of the students holding their hands over their ears, staring at me. Feeling very pleased with myself, I glanced from one side of the room to another before giving Narumi sensei a very pointed stare. "Ah!" he squeaked out, eyes still nearly tearing at the sound. "Everyone, this is the new transfer student! She'll be joining this class! Please take care of her!" I rolled my eyes and introduced myself with a small bow. "Morning, my name's Mikan Sakura, and I'll be in your care from now on." For an added bonus, I gave a small smile and a small wave of my hand.

The class stayed silent, and I was slightly puzzled. Was this the same noisy bunch as just now? Previously, the atmosphere was warm and friendly. Now, it seemed just tense, and there was just a tinge of hostility in the air and I was instantly on guard. I hated being caught by surprise.

"What the hell? Were you trying to deafen us the whole class? Idiot!" A random voice cried out. "Huh, that was unexpected." I thought. The noise they made before my little act was practically deafening too, and they were complaining about the noise I made?" "What weirdo's." I looked at where the voice came from and saw a tall, curvaceous girl with long strawberry blonde hair. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement.

A pity really, because I could see the snobby upturned nose of hers, and the beauty queen glint in her eyes that screamed out "BITCH ALERT! BITCH ALERT!" at whoever saw it. I stared at her and cocked my head to one side, and asked. "Who're you?" It was quite funny really, I saw the gang of girls surrounding her literally bristled at my tone. I could almost hear them growl at me from the back of their throats. Really, quite funny.

The blonde beauty queen reared her head back even more and this time totally faced the ceiling. She signaled with her fingers to one of the girls beside her, and gave her a nod. The girls looked extremely pleased with herself, and I briefly wondered why. She stood up and said in an incredible high and whiny voice, " This is Luna-sama! The most beautiful, ever popular, and soon to be girlfriend of Natsume-sama! She is the queen of us all!"

A resounding cheer came from all the other girls that supported this statement. 'Is this the kind of school I enrolled into?' I thought to my self.

I was disgusted.