A/N: Hey everyone, I hope everyone had fun during the holidays. I originally plan to update 2x a month but recently, alot of personal things have come into mind (like a job and friends, and other pains in the asses) but anyway please enjoy the latest installment :)

I've never been the type to cause a scene. In fact, the only time I ever threw a tantrum was when I was six and it was over a Princess Ariel doll. I don't recall much of that November day but I do know there were some crying and kicking and an impressive performance of my dad dragging me out of a Toys R Us aisle in record speed.

Now, I find myself in a similar situation but instead of my dad, it's Lily, and instead of kicking and screaming like a child, I'm pulling and straining like a prisoner.

Lily doesn't slow down nor stops to look back. She's intent on getting me to class because, like she said before I tried running away in the parking lot,

"It's my responsibility to get you to class so I am GETTING YOU TO CLASS."

"Why don't you get me to the nurse's office?!" I shout, "You're bruising my arm!"

"Oh, don't be such a baby!"

"I'd rather be a baby than a sex offender!"

"A what?!"

Lily stops in the middle of the hallway and turns her entire body to me, still containing that vice grip she has wrapped around my wrist.

"The hell are you talking about?!" the blonde shouts as a face of disbelief dominates her features.

I huff in response.

"Kissing someone like that! You can't do that!"

I'm surprised no one has come to my rescue or bothered to check the empty hallways me and Lily are occupying with our rowdy presence.

It's only been about ten minutes since class started yet the announcer keeps yapping their mouth like the cafeteria food of today is THAT important. Even so, the reverberating sound of the speakers in the school isn't helping my situation. Out of all the hallways, Lily had the luck of dragging me across the one hallway with the most closed classrooms and, let me tell you, her grip is solid and it's starting to chafe.

I know it's probably over the top for me to start randomly labeling Lily as a "sex offender" but I am beyond annoyed right now and pissed.

You see, not too long ago I had the pleasure of meeting an incredibly beautiful woman named Luka and before I could even tell her my name, twat-blocker Lily Masuda reared her blonde egoistic head and totally ruined my introduction with a cheap performance similar to Unconditional Surrender.

I was feeling high hopes the moment that pink-haired beauty shined that bright and bewitching smile upon me. Unfortunately, the moment lived short and the last thing I heard her say was a

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Well, it sounded more angry and vicious than that. And Luka's voice was more powerful and raw with a hint of British English.

Oh wait, Lily just asked the same exact question just now.

I look up and find piercing steel blue eyes staring down at me. If it weren't for my current annoyed state, I'd probably be apologizing right now.

"For a writer who is intent on the subject of 'empowering female minds', your actions are a contradiction of what you support!" I shout, "What you did is no different than a man spanking a woman's ass in broad daylight!"

Suddenly, Lily's angry scowl fades and morphs into one of panic and realization.

"Of course you would think that!"

The vague understanding of her statement only infuriates me more. Are you serious? Is she implying I don't know SHIT?

"Listen you idiot!" I begin, "Get it through your thick skull that you or anybody else has no right and I mean NO RIGHT to go up to ANY female and expect that they will jolly-oh be okay with you touching or kissing or whatever gross crap you try to do-

"Miku"

with them! I'm surprised she didn't kill you on the spot! And to think that I was close to looking up to you as a friend! You know what?! I should do that beautiful girl a favor and kick you in the-

"MIKU"

head! And don't think I can't! I might be small but I can jump like a damn lemur and karate kick that cocky smirk off your Lights wannabe looking face! Oh! I'm Lily! I have tattoos and a badass persona to compliment this killer rad body I use to seduce high school girls! You would think I would appreciate women by being different than those sex-hungry douchebag swag wearing little boys but NO, I'm as horny and fail at feeling empathy like a usual asshole I-

"I SWEAR TO-

despise! Lily, I order you to apologize to Lu-"

It's unfortunate I didn't get to finish my rather emotional attempt at knocking some sense into Lily. Instead, I was cut off the second my mouth started with the first syllable of Luka's name. Not to mention that my arm was almost tore off by the aggressive response Lily demonstrated in the midst. In even more pain and a wash of confusion over my once-angry mind, I'm dragged to a door that Lily swings open and pushes me inside after her.

Its pitch black and the only sound I can hear is the rapid rhythm of my heart beat. Telling Lily off sure took a lot out of me and I'm surprised I'm still alive after those glowing daggers she aimed at me. Although, I do find it strange I am now in an unknown room alone with her. Not to mention that I'm in the dark with her of all people and without any adult supervision.

Shit.

Before I have time to panic on the fact that Lily has me all to her own to do god-knows-what, I feel the familiar cold feeling of a hand slap against my mouth. I can smell metal from the rings she wears and just as I am about to attempt to bite at her palm, the lights switch on and I'm met with steel blue eyes. Just being in front of Lily in such a limited area of space makes me panic more. As a result, I resume my original intention and bite at the flesh pressing against my mouth.

"AH! FUCK!" Lily cries in pain as she rips her hand from my lips.

I immediately attempt to get out but Lily grabs at my shoulders.

"Dammit Miku!" she clenches through teeth, "Just let me EXPLAIN!"

I struggle with the proximity between me and Lily. I also shamelessly note while in panic mode that my hand has accidently brushed against her boob. I almost freeze at the contact but just as I feel the bulge of the door knob behind me, I quickly turn around and attempt to wrap my hand around it. Suddenly, Lily's turns me around once more and with a face of upmost solemnity and her nose almost touching mine, Lily shouts

"I KNOW HER!"

Her statement is angry and pleading and I can't help but let my curiosity take the best of me. I flinch at the frustrated groan the blonde lets out. And after a brief silence, Lily steps back from me, takes a long breath, and exhales before setting her eyes on me once more.

"Trust me when I say this, Miku, "Lily pleads, "I wish I could explain further but I can't."

I scoff but Lily remains calm and stoic.

"I was stupid, I can agree on that," she adds, "but, you know what they say, the stupider you are, the braver you get."

"Oh, don't get me started with-

"Let me finish! Miku, believe me when I say this,"

Lily takes a deep breath and blue steel irises lock onto my eyes.

"SHE DESERVED IT."

It's my turn to slap Lily and, despite the lack of profoundness and raw emotion as Luka's, the blonde stumbles back with a priceless expression on her face. At least, this time, she doesn't respond with a stupid smirk.

"God damn!" Lily hollers, "Okay, that came out wrong, I admit."

"Shut up!"

I'm livid. I admit I'm curious to know why Lily is so disastrously trying to explain her actions. After watching Luka storm away from the parking lot, I was convinced she didn't even know Lily after she tried locking lips with the beauty. Although, I DID smile at the fact that Lily was wearing a rather mean and painful handprint. I wonder if Luka noticed because she certainly didn't bother looking back at me after stomping off with fumes coming out of her ears.

"You are missing the point!" I shout.

"Oh, trust me, I made my damn point." Lily cheekily replies.

The second I see the blonde's mouth form into her usual smirk, I'm ready to give another slap. Unfortunately, before I can even lift my arm, I feel an abrupt force push into me and slam me against the door. In panic and disbelief, I struggle as I realize Lily has me, once again, in an iron-grip.

Jesus, either I need to start consuming more calcium or Lily has the strength of Wonder Woman.

"Jesus, pigtails," she sighs, "You're so fragile, I feel like I'll break you."

"Don't test me," I sneer.

If Lily wasn't so pressed up against me, I would have done more than send ice cold daggers her way. It's also awkward the way I feel ALL OF HER as she looks down on me with an amused smile.

"Listen," the blonde adds, "either you let me take you to class in peace or you are going to stay here with me LIKE THIS for the next ten minutes."

I am flabbergasted. Hell yeah, flabbergasted. I should even go ahead and call Lily a nincompoop while I'm at it.

"Oh, so now you're pressed up against me against my own will?" I scoff, "What's next? Spanking?"

Lily groans.

"It wasn't what it looked like and for fuck sakes," the blonde adds "I am not a goddamn sex offender!"

"Then what the hell is this?!"

In an instance, Lily loosens her hold on me and steps back.

The second I feel the blonde snatch her hand away, I immediately take hold of my wrist, inspecting if there are any marks. The quick action causes Lily to scoff at me.

"Oh, please," she says, "You're exaggerating."

"Tell that to my arm!" I shout.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I turn to the door and swing it open. Suddenly, a thought occurs and I smile at the perfect timing. Just as Lily crosses the threshold, I kick the door behind me, smacking the blonde in the face.

"Son of a bitch!" she howls.

A mischievous smile stretches across my features as I bolt away from her and toward the end of the hallway.

"Dammit, pigtails!"

I hear Lily slam the door with a grunt and I can't help the laugher erupting out of me as I make my way to the closest stairway. Suddenly, I hear a rush of frantic steps coming from behind me. I glance over my shoulder and immediately regret it as I am met with probably the most pissed off blonde I ever laid eyes on.

Lily eyes are scorching as if ice is vaporizing into a cloud of burning steam. And to my surprise, the heaviness of her combat boots echo through the hallway with an incredible speed. Before I can tear my gaping stare at Lily, the sudden impact of a cold hard object smacks into me.

Either I am the biggest klutz or karma is in favor of Lily at the moment.

Seriously, what the fuck?

First, Kaito, then Gumi, and now a stupid door.

Am I going to run into a car next?

Oh wait, that almost DID happen today.

I hear a yelp of surprise as soon as my butt is met with the floor. Lily is already bent down beside me as she attempts to help me up. If it weren't for my throbbing head, I'd slap her hands away.

I groan at the after effects of meeting a face full of door. Ten bucks says I'm redder than the handprint on Lily's sudden concerned face. It's amazing her expression changed so quickly. I expect her to laugh but the blonde is certainly more than what meets the eye. She's intent on getting me to class that's for sure.

"What in the world are you two doing?" a towering man asks as he looks down at me and Lily.

I feel Lily's arms pull me up as my feet wobble at my attempt to stand. I whimper as I focus my eyes above me and I am met with green orbs. I'm guessing he's a teacher by the disapproved look on his face and his cheap attempt of "classy casual". My nose scrunches at the aroma of an over use of Axe men cologne. His glasses are literally magnifying lenses bringing out his green dull eyes in a comedic style.

"Running is not allowed," he says in a strict squeaky tone, "As a senior, I expect better from you, Miss Masuda."

The blonde's lips quirk into an amused smile as she once-overs the teacher before us.

"I was hoping that would change by the end of the semester." Lily remarks in a cheeky tone.

I mentally face palm as I already expect an inappropriate response from the blonde.

"Mrs. Woodchick has a nice ring to it," she adds, "don't it Mr. Woodchick?"

"GET TO CLASS!" Mr. Woodchick roars.

I purse my lips as I flinch at the outburst. Meanwhile, Lily stays in place with a calm expression as she smiles innocently at the blushing teacher.

"I'm sorry," she adds, "but not until I escort this fine new student to class, Mr. Woodchick."

Lily hands over the forgotten piece of paper of my schedule which Mr. Woodchick rudely snatches away. He huffs while scanning the yellow form with intent inspection.

"Welcome, Miku Hatsune," he replies, "It seems you have my homeroom."

Lily laughs at the coincidence as I smile embarrassingly.

"Since when did you become a homeroom teacher for freshman, Mr. Woodchick?" the blonde asks.

"Since I got tired of seniors, you especially."

"Well, don't I feel special," Lily replies with a smirk.

Mr. Woodchick sighs before handing over my schedule and steps aside as he beckons for me to enter. I hesitate as I notice the classroom is awfully quiet for a homeroom session. Usually, these things erupt with chatter as the teacher patiently awaits the bell to dismiss them.

"C'mon, pigtails," Lily chuckles, "They stare because they have nothing else to do."

I can't help but smile as I feel some tension wear off. I know it's stupid to feel as nervous as I am now but I've never been to a school fresh without some familiar faces to see. In fact, the only time I remember feeling this way was on my first day in kindergarten.

I nod at the blonde whose smirk has morphed into a gentle and understanding smile. It's rather strange how we've bumped heads so early in our introductions, in fact, I've actually physically harmed Lily yet she's standing before me smiling like it never happened.

"Lily," Mr. Woodchick grumbles, "LEAVE."

The blonde winks at me before walking past me and down the nearest stairway. Despite the earlier tension, I can't help but miss her already. Of course, I don't let it show but the fact that I'm watching her until her back disappears down the corridor is making it obvious. In fact, it isn't until Mr. Woodchick clears his throat that I finally pay attention to him.

"I'll let your tardiness slide," he says, "And not because you're new."

My eyebrows scrunch in confusion as I look up at him.

"I blame Lily on that," he huffs, "That girl, I swear,"

Mr. Woodchick shakes his head in disapproval as he leads me into the classroom. Just as I cross the threshold, the inevitable is upon me.

Staring faces.

Oh boy.

I let my eyes wander at the seated students who can't help but observe or simply stare as I make my way to the closest empty seat beside me.

"Ms. Hastune, just take any empty seat" Mr. Woodchick says as he begins to shuffle through some stacked papers on his desk, "You and the class can just chat away until the bell rings."

As soon Mr. Woodchick sits, the class resumes to talking amongst themselves. Not all of them are loud; in fact, some are occupied with reading while some try to sneak in a few minutes of sleep. I begin to fiddle with the strap of my handbag as I let my eyes roam around the interior of the classroom. It isn't until I let out a long sigh that a classmate finally speaks to me.

"What was that about?"

The question is so straight forward and it takes about a few seconds for me to realize it was directed to me. I blink at the short-haired blonde eyeing me as her yellow-brown eyes glint with intense curiosity.

"What?" I ask, dumbfounded.

She rolls her eyes which totally catches me off guard.

"Outside," she adds, "Lily Masuda was at it again, I assume."

"Yeah, that hot senior girl!"

I almost jump when the boy sitting in front me turns at a 180 degree angle to shout in my face. Strangely enough, he has the same eyes as the girl beside me. There is no mistake that these two are related. Despite the distinct contrast in their current expressions, they share everything from their small noses to hair color. In fact, even their outfits are similar as they each clad a white and black collared shirt.

"Len, keep it down!" the blonde girl hisses.

"Well, she is," Len adds in a cheeky smile, "I mean not as hot as Luka but still."

"Nah, man," a boy with silver hair sitting beside Len speaks up, "Luka, I mean her jugs, man."

Len chuckles as the boy next to him cups his hands in front of his chest and pretends to squeeze an imaginary set of boobs.

"Piko, gross," the blonde girl sticks her tongue out in disgust.

"How many times do I have to say it," Piko groans, "Its Utatane! Call me Utatane!"

"Utatane is your last name, moron,"

"Better than Piko," he adds, "I have a dog's name, this sucks!"

The little quarrel among the trio lightens the mood but I still find myself staring intently at them. In fact, I feel the need to chuckle at it but my nerves are really getting the best of me right now.

"You can ignore those two," the blonde girl says, "I'm Rin, that's my brother and his friend."

I smile and extend my hand toward her.

"I'm Miku," I reply, "Nice to meet you."

Rin takes a moment to just stare at my offered hand but before I embarrassingly pull back, she takes it and handshakes.

"Well, Miku," Rin replies, "Now that we've been formally acquainted, mind telling me what that commotion was all about?"

I shrug before responding.

"It was really nothing," I say, "Just the teacher scolding Lily."

I'm curious to know why this sort of information is so important to this girl.

"Do you know Lily?" I ask.

Len laughs.

"Oh, she wishes," he adds, "Rin has some girl crush on her."

Before the blonde boy's laugh can extend any longer, a hard pencil suddenly whacks him in the head, shutting him up instantly. Rin shoots daggers at her brother before softening them for me.

"Ignore him," she grumbles, "No, I'm just curious to know since the whole class couldn't shut up about her a while ago."

"That's not all she's curious about," Len mutters.

"Okay that's it," Rin snaps, "Should I tell everyone about that dream you had?"

"Go ahead," Len counters, "I'm not ashamed to admit Lily and Luka are the reasons my dreams cause heavy crushing waves of wetness to overflow my pants."

"Dude, remember the one you had of a dream of Luka re-enacting that pool scene from Fast Times at Ridgemont High?" Piko adds between snickers, "Wet bikini and Moving Stereo!"

The two boy's high-five as a frustrated Rin face palms at the interaction. That Piko guy is totally high, I can tell. As for Len, well he's just as horny as any adolescent boy.

"Sorry," I say, "I'm new here so anything you want to ask regarding Lily, don't bother."

Rin nods as she continues to eye me curiously.

"Yeah, I don't remember seeing you here last semester," she adds with a smile, "Teal hair certainly stands out to me."

I blush at the comment and clear my throat before responding.

"T-thanks," I reply, "I like your hair too."

Rin laughs at the obvious awkwardness in my voice.

"Don't say that," she says gesturing to her brother, "That means you like his too."

I turn to Len who seems so engaged in whatever he and Piko are discussing. They're looking at some pictures through Len's smartphone. The familiar blue and white website catches my eye and suddenly, a photo of a familiar pink-haired woman appears on the screen. They're snooping on Luka's Instagram and I can't help my curiosity as I tilt my head to get a better view.

"Something wrong?"

I jump at Rin's voice as I notice I've practically leaned against her to look over Len's shoulder. I instantly slump back onto my seat, attempting a casual smile as I respond to Rin.

"No, I just….um," I stutter, "Nothing."

Rin arches an eyebrow and looks over, noticing what the boys are so inappropriately commenting on.

"Damn," Len whispers, "I would do things I wouldn't even do to a farm animal."

I honestly don't know what overcame me at the moment but the second Len finished that sentence, I couldn't help but smack him upside the head. The blonde boy yelped in pain as he turned around in his seat to face Rin.

"What the hell!" he shrieks, "That was way too hard!"

To my surprise, Rin simply smiles in response, arching an eyebrow as her eyes shift between me and Len. Rubbing the back of his neck, Len scowls and resumes his attention to his phone, completely unaware that it was I that smacked his dirty-minded head.

Despite my seemingly innocent demeanor, I am panicking internally as I realize I've lashed out of nowhere for no complete reason. I mean, I like Luka. In fact, I'm crushing hardcore. Just thinking about our first encounter is causing my heart to beat rapidly. Sadly, I'm beginning to think that's going to be our only encounter. I'm bummed out about how I never told her my name. I'm pissed Lily had to go in and ruin it but, above all, I'm determined I will redeem myself. Before I let myself imagine many possible scenarios, I'm interrupted by the sound of Rin's voice.

"Something throw you off?" Rin quips.

She's glowing with a smile for some odd reason. I admit, it's a bit strange but it's starting to weird me out. In fact, she kind of reminds of Lily if she were any younger. Of course, Lily's eyes are lighter and a majestic steel blue while Rin's are a vibrant golden honey color. Then there's that similar smirk which Rin is pulling off with ease before me.

I'm taken back as Rin continues to observe me with an amused expression. I feel like she can sense my interest in Luka, in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she did. She's been checking me out since the moment she asked me that random question. Before I even bother to answer, Rin speaks up.

"I take it Len said something to offend you," she adds, "He doesn't think before he speaks, in fact, I don't even think he can process thoughts anyway."

We both glance at her brother who seems arguing with Piko. Probably over a 'Who's Hotter?'' contest.

"Not really," I sigh, "It just came out of nowhere."

Rin nods.

"Well," she adds, "Whatever reason, I can totally understand."

I chuckle as a pleasant smile graces Rin's soft girlish features.

"Do you need help getting around?" the blonde asks.

It catches me off guard but I manage to smile in an instant as a response.

"Actually," I smile, "I kind of had a tour before the first day so I'm sure I can find my way around."

Rin nods and eyes the yellow form in front of me.

"Can I see?" she asks.

I shift my eyes between my schedule and the blonde before handing her the requested form. Rin takes it gently with a smile and just as I watch her scan through the form, her mouth twitches and she lets out a chuckle.

"Lucky for you," she adds, "We both got Arts and Crafts together."

Arts and what?

I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. It sounds familiar but for some odd reason I don't know why.

"That's pretty random," I say, "I don't mind though, it's better than Drawing 101."

Rin chuckles as she continues to inspect my schedule with amusement evident on her features.

"Oh believe me," she adds as she sets her honey colored eyes on me, "it's much better, it's over run with Otaku at this school. Don't get me wrong some of them are amazing with art but they go crazy with the likes of you."

I let out an uneasy laugh.

"I don't know what that's supposed to mean," I add, "but I hope I never find out."

"Oh, you will," Rin adds with a sly smile, "Face it, you're cute, petite, and extremely-

I didn't get to hear the last part of Rin's strangely complimenting sentence because the second her eyes went back to scanning my form she let out an abrupt

"What the fuck?"

For some reason, Rin grows quiet as she shifts her eyes between me and the paper in her hand.

"Makes sense now," she laughs, "Of course you know Luka."

I am beyond confused and before I can inquire, Rin assumes something I never thought of ever becoming.

"You're a cheerleader."

"What?" I respond with a quick snatch of my schedule. I inspect the form and to my surprise I see a 'GYM:VKLCHR' set as my 6th period.

"The hell is this shit?!" I panic, "I never even tried out!"

Before I have to time to further manifest my feelings with a rant of today's unfortunate events, the bell rings and the sound of even more clatter and shifting bodies commence. I don't even move out of my seat. I just stare at the printed letters of a crappy mistake evident on my schedule. I admit, I may be overreacting, but I am in not in the mood to be met with such stereotypical bullcaca.

"Ugh!" I groan, "I really don't need to deal with them!"

"With what?" Rin chuckles, "Cheerleaders? They're not that bad. Just meet up with your counselor or whatever and have them fix it."

"Not that bad?" I sarcastically add, "I had to deal with the likes of Meiko and let me tell you, it's hard to believe this isn't a 90's movie in action when the cheerleaders are as mean as…..well I only met like three of them and so far Meiko is just plain bitchy."

"Well, that's strange," Rin adds, "She said 'excuse me' to me this morning."

I am in no mood to be discussing miracles but Rin's nonchalant response gets the best of me.

"Well," I stutter, "Whatever, it still doesn't make sense, I mean just because her boyfriend or ex or whatever switched papers doesn't give her excuse to go Godzilla on me."

Suddenly, Rin is laughing as she beckons me to follow her out of the emptying classroom. With a huff, I follow her at her side as soon as I gather my things.

"Well, no shit," she says between snickers, "You don't need to be friends with her in order to notice her unreasonable jealousy."

As soon as we both exit out of the classroom and into the crowded hallways, Rin laughter has died out and she lets out a sigh.

"Just stay out her way," she adds, "I mean, one more semester and the seniors are gone."

The revelation calms me and as a result, I can't help but let a big smile stretch my lips.

"Oh my god!" I shout, "You're right, ugh, I am such an idiot to over-exaggerate this."

"I must add though," Rin smiles, "My best advice is to stay away from Luka, she's best friend with the psycho."

My spirits go down to shit once again and I can' help but gape at an amused Rin.

"Oh, fuck that," I add with sudden confidence, "I am not THAT scared of her."

Rin's laughing even more now as curious passing students eye the blonde. She's laughing so hard now, I'm sure Mr. Woodchick will rear his big head and screech with his nasally voice

"Get to class you two!"

My prediction is correct as Rin and I both jump and scurry off through the hallway.

"Well, at the moment, forget that," Rin chuckles, "What's your first class?"

"Algebra 2B," I answer, "It's really not that big of a deal."

"I didn't say it was," Rin cheekily counters.

"Well, Meiko certainly thought so," I add.

"Okay," the blonde sighs, "Thou shall not waste breath on the bitchy."

"Sorry," I mumble as we both pass by some hollering students.

"Don't apologize," Rin smiles, "Believe me, I had to learn that the hard way."

I turn my head to Rin who's evident with nostalgia consuming her mind. Her eyebrow twitches and her eyes narrow as she looks on ahead.

"I had a bully in middle school and unfortunately enough, she attends here."

"Oh," I frown, "That must suck."

"Please," Rin adds, "Not as much as her."

I bite my lip as I prevent myself from laughing at Rin's unpleasant comment. Unfortunately, a snort accidentally rips out of me and causes her to turn. The blonde smiles cheekily.

"Trust me," she adds, "If you met her, you would understand."

"I hope I don't," I laugh, "and I'm sure I won't, I mean I just got here."

Suddenly, Rin groans and abruptly stops me from taking another step.

"I just HAD to jinx myself," she sighs as she eyes someone from across the hallway.

I arch an eyebrow as I notice Rin death glaring whoever is unlucky to piss off the petite blonde. Suddenly, just when I turn my head I am met with the presence of the last person I was willing to meet today.

My cousin.

Neru Akita.

Now, normally I respond to the sight of my cousin with a great amount of tolerance. In fact, the only bitchy thing she really does is her uncontrollable symptoms of CBF, also known as Chronic Bitch Face. Yet, what causes my blood to boil at the very moment isn't JUST my cousin. It's the situation I find her in. The person she's so enthralled and animatedly speaking to like an over-zealous fangirl is causing a green-eyed monster to stir inside of me.

"Luka," I whisper.

I can feel Rin's eyes curiously watch me. It seems her discomfort has been replaced with intense interest. It's very hard to focus on Neru when Luka's backside is in clear view. God, she really has everything. Distinct coral-colored tresses cascade over her cheer crop top, ending just past the arch of her back. Following that, her dimples of Venus and pert rear are causing drool to almost slip out of the corner of my mouth. I'm even biting my lip as my eyes trail at her obvious tall stature. And just when she turns so she can face my cousin from the side, I notice the side crease of her abdominals complimenting her straight and elegant posture.

Dear god.

I can't believe I'm ravishing her with my eyes. This is eye-fucking at its most extreme and I won't be surprised if anyone notices. And just when I panic and try to calm myself down, the situation worsens.

Neru Akita is playing with her hair as she continues to lovingly stare at Luka who seems so calm and humble. I'm praying she just admires the pink haired goddess but something tells me otherwise. I'm gaping as I notice Neru is so openly comfortable with Luka and just as I tilt my head to observe them even more, a familiar voice interrupts my thoughts.

"What are we looking at?" Lily asks, "Cuz' if its Luka's obvious hotness in that tight cheer uniform, I'll bring the popcorn."

I do a double-take as I realize Lily is standing between me and an unusual nervous Rin.

"What the hell?!" I shout, "When did you get here?"

Lily raises her hands in mock surrender as a cheeky smile graces upon her lips.

"Hey, hey," she insists, "Just doing my job."

"I thought I told you to leave me alone!"

"Oh, you said no such thing, pigtails," the tall blonde remarks, "Besides, it's my responsibility to get you to class so I'm-

"Yes! I know, get me to class, ugh," I groan, "It's not like you HAVE TO."

"Oh, but I want to," Lily winks.

"Oh my god."

Both Lily and I turn to the unexpected awe in Rin's voice.

"This is kind of cute," Rin uncharacteristically states as she shifts her honey eyes between me and Lily.

"Anything involved with this girl turns into cute," Lily chuckles, "but don't hang out too much with me, I like to keep myself rated R for too much sex appeal."

Lily's cocky remark causes me to roll my eyes.

"That doesn't even make sense," I sneer.

"It doesn't have to make sense," Lily shrugs, "I'm beautiful."

Rin simply laughs as she continues to fidget around the newfound presence of Lily Masuda before her. That reminds me, why is the blonde petite so nervous around Lily anyway? She's as immature as a fourteen year old boy, after all.

"So who's this?" Lily asks as she eyes the short blonde beside her.

Rin stutters before responding and I can't help but find her adorable as she straightens up her posture.

"I'm Rin Kagamine," she says, "I was actually about to help Miku on her way to class."

"But I said its fine," I smile, "There's no need to, really."

Rin nods with doubt glinting in her honey colored eyes.

"Are you sure?" she asks, "I couldn't help but notice you death glaring Neru Akita across from us, I just thought it would be much more comfortable if I accompanied you."

Shit, she noticed. Well, better that than the intense eye-fucking with Luka's body.

"And you were checking out Luka while you were at it."

Well, fuck me.

My face intensifies with a flush of crimson. My ears are hot like lava spewing out of a volcano and Lily's sudden eruption of laughter isn't helping the situation.

"Oh man!" she gasps, "You are so gay."

Out of instinct, my elbow meets the middle of Lily's gut and the tall blonde bends forward, clutching her stomach in pain. Lily manages to let a few snickers slip from her mouth and despite the obvious pain she's trying to bear, she pulls off her usual smirk which even surprises me.

"Oh my god!" Rin cries, "Are you okay?"

I'm not surprised Rin has concern over Lily's state. The girl seems to strangely admire the tall blonde like some idol. I roll my eyes as Lily's straightens her back and sighs. I can tell she's debating on another cheeky response but before she can open that toilet bowel also known as her mouth, the sight before me causes my previous emotions to rise.

Luka and Neru are walking toward us and actively engaged in a conversation. Well, Neru is. Luka is simply nodding along with her and just as she flips her hair, I hold my breath to admire the flowing tresses falling over her shoulder. At my current view, the window is allowing beams of sun to highlight the edges of her complimenting figure. Her long pink hair is shining brightly with volume with layers of hair bouncing at the ends. And before I give in to another intense observation of her magnificent presence, her eyes meet mine. Turquoise orbs pierce my green eyes and it doesn't take long before she looks away. The sudden action causes a sting of pain to pierce within the depths of my gut. I swear I felt a tug at my heart almost as if something in my stomach is clutching it and trying to drag it down into the acid that churns inside me. I'm surprised my heart hasn't dropped out of my butt because it's excruciatingly difficult to tell if there's a hollow spot in my chest now. Either that or my heart stopped beating.

I tear my eyes from her before allowing any more pain and, suddenly, I am met with the cold hazel eyes of my cousin. She's notices me, I am definitely sure of that but just as her eyes shift between me and the company beside me, her face morphs into an expression of confusion. It almost feels like everything has stopped once I'm aware of the closing gap between Luka and me. Her footsteps are audible through the constant chattering in the hallway. Just as I'm aware of the goddess walking past me, I notice familiar strands of pink hair flow by me. I can smell perfume, the kind I rub off from a fashion magazine, most likely from Neru but a strong vanilla scent overcomes the aroma. The source is the beautiful girl just beside me. My mouth gapes in awe at proximity between us. I could only make out her side view but I can already tell that her complexion is perfect. Her eyes are set ahead and something nags at me to say anything. Her body is close enough for me to touch and I swear I felt some strands of her hair tickle my face.

Unfortunately, the illusion disappears all too quickly and I find myself looking down at my feet. Despite the obvious clatter and moving students surrounding me, it feels like I'm alone in the middle of an empty hallway. I bite my lip as an unusual burst of anger begins to boil within me. Who would have thought that Luka was friends with the girl I've despised since birth. Not to mention that my own cousin didn't bother to even say hi. Not that I care, in fact, I'm more disturbed by the fact that Luka just ignored me.

How strange yet it makes so much sense.

Suddenly, I hear Lily scoff and my ears pert at the abrupt laughter emitting from her.

"Bitch, could at least said 'excuse me'."

A dry laugh surprisingly erupts from me as a response and it catches both Rin and Lily off guard.

I turn to the petite blonde whose annoyed expression is totally understandable.

"Ugh," she groans, "I hate that Neru Akita."

"I was referring to Luka but yeah, her too." Lily chuckles.

"Tell me about it," I add, "I grew up with her.

Both Lily and Rin stare at me in confusion.

"I'm glad you can't tell right away," I explain, "Neru is my cousin."

OH SNAP. DIDNT SEE IT THAT COMING. IDK WHAT I"M TALKING ABOUT BUT STILL YOU DECIDE lol anyway, thanks for reading :) And review if you like. It would most be appreciated lol