Akendo had just sat down having endured the rigoring task that was the cafeterria line, when the announcment blared like God's voice all around ordering the students to the auditorium. "AHH GEEZ! Just my luck no lunch", Akendo cursed walking to a trash can and dumping his trays contents in saving a carton of milk and an apple at the last second. Munching on these worthless treasures he walked slowly to the auditorium hoping to purposefully miss as much of the monotony as possible.

The source of the sudden bouts of wind that had kissed so many ladies thigh was currently still wailing. EVERYONE HAD TO LOVE CUDDLE DUCK. It was THE LAW. And perhaps the only string of sanity that was keeping Evil!Saitsu from rearing his head was the fact - one that he probably acknowledged - that his MOST HONOURABLE SHUSHOU could probably kick his ass. Never-the-less the bokken was still flailing below the oversized cello and sending gusts of air along the corridor until the inevitable happened and he actually hit something - or in this case someone.. a rather burly senior who had arrived at the scene late tailing a rather nervous looking new kid who had subsequently upended the woman who his gusts had innocently aided to enter. The sound of bones shattering was enough to stop even his rampage, the front end of the young man's face caved in by the blunter edge of his bokken. Confused wet eyes blinked, the waterfalls that had sprouted becoming only tiny glimmering droplets as he looked at his MOST HONOURABE SHUSHOU in a little bit of bewilderment before looking back at the boy who had crashed to the floor clutching a blood stained mess of shattered cheekbones and squashed nose. Lips parted to roundly curse whoever had placed such horrific acts onto him before blurry eyes recognised his would be attacker.. the demon of Nottori High standing rather close to a rather pissed looking senior and still holding the bloodied bokken in his hands. "..." "..." Both duely acknowledged one another before wet verdant lifted to Kanaye "...?!" Of course the man was no doubt used to such 'accidents' by now as they tended to follow the small boy around, especially when he was in the process of some wild emotional bout. "Ah.." Suddenly the he was micarulously saved by the bell - well announcer anyway as it boomed across the campus telling them to gather obediantly. A sweet smile was offered to the floored man before a lollipop found its way into his hand - as way of apology.. though had Saitsu known of his previous actions no doubt it would have been more than a bloodied nose that he had suffered. "Hai, haiyaku Kanaye-sama~" A soft giggle was offered as he then totally ignored the man on the floor - utterly forgotten in his urge to take his senior to the gathering, even offering him his hand, both bokken and cuddle duck balanced in his right arm now.

She regretted the words as soon as they escaped; his face went from cheery to confusion in a matter of seconds. Emily was wondering if she said a bad thing yet before she could apologize they were interrupted by a stunningly beautiful female with gorgeous purple hair and a body to die for. It was all so slow yet so fast; people went from a circus to a zoo at the sight of this girl. They took out cameras and cell phones; flashes almost blinding Emily.

“Who is she…?” Was all that came to mind as the other students continued to act like wild monkeys at the sight of a banana tree that fell from the heavens. Turning her attention back to Book, Emily was bothered to find Book staring at the girl with his eyes widen. A warm feeling entered her stomach as she realized he too seemed to be fascinated with this Asian girl. Watching his reaction, Emily felt this feeling grow and wondered what might be. Jealousy? Hate? Annoyance? Dislike? Anger? So many of them and yet she couldn’t pin point the right one.

What was making her feel this way? They weren’t even dating, they barely know of each other. Yet why was she feeling so PISSED!? Emily didn’t bother to speak and felt satisfied when the girl’s flashy intro was interrupted by an announcement.

"ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS BOTH NEW AND RETURNING TO NOTTORI HIGH SCHOOL! PLEASE REPORT TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM IMMEDIATELY. I REPEAT. ALL STUDENTS PROCEED IMMEDIATELY TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM."

Within seconds Emily and Book were on the ground again. For some reason Book bowed to everyone in the room and gave Akendo a pat on the head. Next thing she knew he was on his knee with her hand in his and he kissed it. Emily felt her knees turn into mush as her looked into her eyes, he was speaking. But did she hear it? No, not really. Her brain decided to shut down on after his lips touched her skin; she was stuck at that exact moment in time unable to move. It wasn’t until he was gone that she snapped out of it and realized she had no idea what she was suppose to do now, “Wait.. What?”

Emily blinked a few times, “The hell? Where am I supposed to go now?”

Staring off into space, Makito's ears suddenly ringed with an announcement over the intercom. He glared at the metal contraption, annoyed at the interruption of his peaceful gaze. He was leaning calmly on a wall, directly left of a large window. Light shone into the room, enveloping him in it's warmth. He appeared ethereal, beautiful, inhuman. A few passing students stopped to watch him, entranced somehow. He paid them no mind.

North Auditorium, eh? Time to be herded like cattle, I suppose.

Kicking his left leg against the wall, he pushed himself forward to stroll to the auditorium. On the way, he was stopped in the hall by a few female students, both looking eagerly up at his taller frame.

"Riki-senpai..." the first spoke, a forcibly high-pitched voice, "Our friend, Asaki, was wondering if you wanted to possibly go out with her?"

"She's too shy to ask you herself." the second, slightly shorter girl explained.

He recognized the both of them to be Ayumu Kirie and Mizuho Oni, one year below his grade. Due to his photograpghic memory, he knew them to be referring to Asaki Azai, a 16 year old who was considered to be one of the most beautiful in the school. Her shy tendencies had most guys clawing past each other just to catch a glimpse of her angelic visage.

And he had no interest in her.

"Sorry, ladies, I'm going to have to decline. Tell her I'm sorry though." he walked past them, not giving them a chance to say anything more.

His walk, slow yet commanding, drew the attention of most. Even teachers stopped sometimes, unable to keep themselves from watching his grace. But to him, it was merely a way of getting from point A to point B.

As his fellow students stared, he sighed lightly, What is so damn interesting about me? Pay attention to something else for once...I grow tired of you all. The stares were daunting, grating on his nerves.

As he continued in his venture toward the auditorium, he noticed the one person in the entire school who could give him goosebumps. Walking in the opposite direction, a stuffed duck in one hand, a taller student in the other, Saitsu didn't see Makito, which is exactly how he wanted it. He chose to be more of a silent observer, never having actually talked to Saitsu before. He's so cute.

The few moments were just beyond perfect for Aurora, and even more so because everything just oddly happened with out her trying. The way she moved, the music, and the way time slowed was just the universe showing its affection towards her, but well not really. As she turned her head gracefully away from the fainting nerds Aurora suddenly was jolted back into the cruel harsh world of reality as she was slammed into by someone. Letting out a loud yelp, like when you yank a puppy too hard on its leash, she feel backwards onto the hard floor. Whoever it was that bumped into her fell with the girl and landed on top of Aurora. Thus proving that fate can remind you of the power it has.

Groaning loudly the girl lifted her head up trying to figure out what all happened. Before she could say a word Aurora was suddenly pulled up to her feet like a rag doll. Thankfully her bag was closed tight and nothing fell out, and it was still on her arm. Blinking several times the girl glanced up at the boy that was apologizing to her, a fumbling apology anyways. As she tried to listen to him Aurora felt something damp on the back of her head. Shit she was bleeding. Moving her hand she felt the back of her head while glaring at the boy who had run into her. His face was bright red, as it should be. He knocked down Aurora Cho, not only did he knock her down, but he ruined her entrance. “Ugh…” The girl paused looking at him with a look of disbelief on her face, “You know who I am right?” It might have come off as rude, but well the girl wasn’t trying to be. It was just that anyone who didn’t know who she was had to have been living in a box or just anywhere that was lame. But, this kid, he at least seemed like he regretted what he did. Even so, her piercing blue eyes burrowed into the boy as she put a hand on her hip. She didn’t say a word, but clearly the girl was fuming inside as she imagined strangling him with her bare hands.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the announcement which also killed the music. Auditorium, well that’s just fucking awesome isn’t it. The girl rolled her eyes clearly not happy with the timing of events as she went to walk past the boy while pulling out her cell phone.But, the seventeen year old stopped just as she was about to pass him, “I’m Aurora Cho.” The girl looked him up and down putting a hand up as if quickly going to calculate the boy’s total worth in a manner of seconds. Her head tilted slightly and her she pointed her index finger at him in a circular motion “Um ok…seriously try shaving, its good to watch where you are going when you walk…and all this…” Aurora paused looking over his clothes. “We’re not America darling…” She stopped looking up at him with a look of all seriousness, as if she thought he really needed help. “Wear clothes that fit.” Aurora opened up her cell phone still looking at the boy as if making sure he got her notes. “If you need fashion help just ask, but please…don’t hurt my eyes.” She paused tilting her head to the side, “Otherwise not completely horrifying…” With a flick of her hand and head the girl went to walk off towards the auditorium while going to punch in Kat’s phone number. Putting the phone to her ear Aurora glanced around for her friend. She hadn’t seen him…well her…him yet today. The girl planned on trying to skip out of the Auditorium lecture to ‘help’ Kat out.

After fumbling with her damnable skirt, Kat knelt down carefully to pick up her books. The wind from Aurora's entrance had finally died down, and Kat no longer had to worry about having a Marilyn Monroe moment. He grabbed all 4 of his books and clutched them back to his chest, almost embarrassed at the lumps protruding under his shirt. Regaining her composure, Kat began walking into the school, down the cleared path the students had created for Aurora. She finally looked up only to see Aurora lying on her back on the floor. Just as fast as she was knocked down, she was jerked back up, never pausing in giving the fellow the third degree.

"Aurora! Auror--!"

Her sad attempt at yelling for her friend was quickly drowned out by the announcement over the intercom. Students swarmed the cleared path, erasing the breadcrumbs Aurora had left behind her. Kat attempted to push and shove through the sea of students flooding to the end of the hall, but was not very successful. After this proved no good, she jumped up a few times trying to look over the crowd. She held her books with one arm and held her skirt down with the other, desperately trying to find the one person that could help her right now.

"AURORA!!"

Ugh, it was too damn loud. Finally giving up, Kat started to walk with the crowd as her cell phone vibrated in her shirt. Yes, her shirt. She wasn't used to carrying a purse yet, and her outfit had no pockets, so she stuffed her cell phone into her shirt, fitting it snugly just between her breasts. The perfect cell phone holder. Reaching into her shirt, Kat pulled out the phone and flipped it open, seeing it was Aurora calling. YES.

She hit the green button. "Aurora! Woman, HELP ME."

"I can wait..." She was quite clear then, and VERY polite. It was unusual to see someone being polite, specially at this school; people bump into you, challenge you to spar out of nowhere, blow winds at you for the hell of it, pull you into classrooms out of the blue, make you faint for no reason, call you names and stuff without knowing why. Polite? Not at Nottori High School. More like "THE IMPOLITE HIGH SCHOOL" or TIHS for short, an emphasized short. But this girl really showed what polite was. You'd think you'd get something like that out of someone like Aurora, but no, you get it out of an apparent freshman.

Jake was curious of course as to why she didn't want to sit down, but well, guess it was her own business. He simply nodded, and before he looked away to leave, he saw her drop her case. He immediately try to react but it was too late; she had already lowered to get it, and not only that, she took out a cellphone and whispered a question to herself about a message. Then... she looked... confused. Nah, no way, everyone knows how to use one, or so Jake thought as she flipped it open and pressed a button. Jake was sneaking away, but on a quick curious glance, he noticed she was blinking and looking at the phone utterly confused, although her posture didn't suggested so. You could see the static reflection of the cell's light on her cheeks, eyes and nose, which suggested she was looking at nothing but her cell's screen. The same look he has seen on many people's faces when they flat out don't have that much experience with technology. Her eyes moved a bit as if trying to find something... but she was too polite, so barging in and telling her how to work the thing would be rude, and "may I help you?" sounds too friendly when you want to mess with someone's things in order to show them how it works, and don't even know their name. Can't leave her either, not when he knows about that cellphone's interface; it was reviewed just recently on TechGeek's Weekly, by like four different people. He almost seemed to pace in place, he just didn't want to be disturbing is all.
But OKAY! Let's help her out!

Getting close enough again, Jake tried speaking to her politely.

"May I h-..." "ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS BOTH NEW AND RETURNING TO NOTTORI HIGH SCHOOL! PLEASE REPORT TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM IMMEDIATELY..."

NO! Foiled again. Jake didn't even hear himself speaking, so surely she couldn't have heard him.

"...I REPEAT. BLAH BLAH blah blah blah yadda yadda blah."

Yeah, yeah, north auditorium. A moment after the speaker shut up, he tried again.

"May I- AGH!" Book zoomed by past him, making Jake recklessly dodging him and going against the wall, almost smacking into the girl. Panting quite dramatically he shook his fist as Book kept running away. "Damn you 'Notepad'! You are supposed to WALK!" Cried Jake frustrated, then noting he was right next to the girl, he pulled away his frustrated look and stepped back some feet.

"Erm sorry, I didn't mean to be so close to you." He bowed three or five times exaggeratedly. He just didn't want to be impolite! Didn't want to turn a polite young girl into a raging beast of inevitable destruction by showing her rudeness. But as Book's clique began to move, Jake noticed yet ANOTHER unfamiliar older face, and this one looked American. "New, female and foreign?" he thought to himself. It was rare, he had only seen it happened two or three times. Regardless, as he notice her, she showed an utterly flustered look to herself, and even sounded baffled. He looked at both girls, back and forth to each one. Both probably appalled in their own spaces, and obviously he thought since they're both knew they might not know where the north auditorium was... or did they? Being puzzled himself, he sorted out a quick question out loud in the middle of the classroom:

"So I am thinking we all know where the North Auditorium is at... right?"

Things were grim for poor William...or so he thought. Had he have bumped into a normal person, he'd only feel bad, but since he bumped into the popular girl...and knocked her down..he was most likely going to meet a couple angry fans later. Hopefully he'd get a chance to med the problem...

Aurora started talking to him finally, whcih was a good sign.He didn't answer her first question, however he should have based on the look she had...deadly rage. There was a rather loud announcement over the intercom before she started again. William was unable to look away from her beautiful form, regardless the situation. "Aurora Cho..." He said repeated to himself as he heard it. He remembered that name from the girls trying to be like her that would insult how he looked all day. He felt bad for them in a way, being that they had almost as much a sickly existence as him, starving themselves and being less intelligent than a dog.

"I-I'm War-Warin-nai Wil-William-m" He was clearly nervous around her, not the first time a pretty face has ruined his ability to speak. He slowly moved his hand upward into a wave and attempted a smile. With Aurora pointing her finger a various parts of him and commenting, William felt like an insect that had been crushed under a Stilletto. He tried to keep up with her as he defended himself. "...But I razors hurt...I'm sorry, it was an accident..." He didn't know why she pointing these things out, but he was starting to want to listen. "Well..I know I'm Japa-...I can't help it, normal pants are too crowded...alright...arigato.." He said sheepishly. She left him behind, taking out a dialling a phone.

William realized something and chased after her. "Aurora-san...wait...please...I don't know my way around, I just transfered here..." He ran after her, pushing his way through the crowd. "Could you please help me get-" He stopped, glancing at the back of her head. " Aurora-san...are you bleeding?...Forget about the Auditorium, please let me esscort you to the Nurse's office..." Standing at her side, with a worried look on his face, William was begging her. He'd completely ignored the fact she was on the phone. Noticing his mistake, he apologized. "Oh, I'm so sorry to interrupt you."

Suddenly the newest student walked in, winds a-blowing. And loud music thumping.

What the fuck? He hadn't moved all that much from where he'd been. He'd spent his time watching Book embarass the hell out of the poor girl that he was acting the hero for. Poor girl. I wonder what will happen after that? It was an interesting thought, as he watched the two move away.

Then he turned his head towards the new student and heard her name, Aurora Cho. Another popular student, as usual. His face was smooth, almost serious as he observed the girl walking like she owned the school. Interesting attitude. Wonder if she does that with her parents?

He could just almost imagine the girl demanding things of her parents, the image of the girl in the same outfit, since he'd not seen her before, standing before her parents, hands on hips, the tone of her voice full of danger and threats, and their parents holding firm before eventually giving in.

Must be an interesting sight to see, if she actually did that.

Mm. Okay. Let's see what happens.--"ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS BOTH NEW AND RETURNING TO NOTTORI HIGH SCHOOL! PLEASE REPORT TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM IMMEDIATELY. I REPEAT. ALL STUDENTS PROCEED IMMEDIATELY TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM."

What the fuck? Stupid PA system. Too bad I don't have a gun to shoot them out.

Then he did as requested, walking, watching students all around him, pulling the hood of his cloak up to cover his face, now allowing students to only get a glimpse of his blue-grey eyes. When he did bother to notice, the students here seemed to be almost... crazy.

Then suddenly he had an image of a male student trying to hump a pillow, thinking it was a female student. What the... The image had caught him completely by surprise and nearly tripped him. Where'd the fuck did that come from? He looked all around himself, trying to find someone who was gigling. Yet... there was none. Odd. I wonder what the fuck just happened.

Finally, he reached what must be the North Auditorium, since all the students were streaming into it from all sorts of directions. Home sweet home. He smiled sardonically, as he entered the cool but slightly darkened auditorium...

Rushing down a series of lengthy roundabout hallways and stairs, Book smashed through the stage entrance to the auditorium with a sudden crash! The boy was noticeably nervous already, and any chance he had of sneaking in late to the assembly preparations undiscovered effectively went out the window as he ran headfirst into the overwhelming chest of an angry world-class Aikido champion with a short-temper and a need to be in charge of virtually everything in that high school. We're talking, dear viewers, about none other than the one and only Ayane Yamamoto, or as she preferred to be called, "Miss Ayane." Book grew up with the girl and remembered that from the moment she could even speak, she was leading and getting involved in everything. A school play? She'd take the role of director. A school dance? She'd be the errand girl, the organizer, and the DJ. Student council? She was the president. And the last of those would be the reason why she and the rest of the new Nottori High School student council were rushing about behind stage today.

"UGH. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!"

It all happened so fast. One minute he heard his name, the next his face was buried in the rubble of a broken section of wooden stage with dust flying everywhere, Ayane leaning over shaking one hand in a fist at him while the other covered her chest and attempted to hide all signs of embarrassment. A considerably lower voice spoke up from beneath the wreckage as he struggled to pull himself out and shake off that daze.

"Y--yes, Ayane?"

He tumbled out onto his back, sprawled out on the floor backstage as a few of the other council members rushed about to survey the brutal strike Miss Ayane had given our poor hero. But it wasn't until the less-than-cheerful visage of Nottori High School's vice principal - Mr. Kyunagi - appeared above Book's face that his heart finally skipped a beat.

"Ah, the brilliant Mr. Akihito, so generous of you to grace us with your presence. You do have this year's speech prepared and memorized, correct?" That tone was quite possibly the most condescending of any faculty member at Nottori High School, a voice that struck fear into the hearts of students that could practically move mountains. Mr. Kyunagi was one to be feared. Book jumped back to his feet and dusted himself off, attempting to utter something that wouldn't get him killed by those looming faces.

"Well, sir, I regret to inform you that I do not believe in the idea of writing speeches. I will speak from my heart!" He shoved out those two fingers as usual, but neither Kyunagi nor Miss Ayane were going to give the kind of response it typically elicited.

"Book.." That vice principal gave a sigh as his forehead was quickly introduced to his palm, "How many times have we been over this? Just try and listen to us this year..please? And get that ridiculous scarf from around your neck. At least have the decency to abide by dress code. You're expected to be setting an ex--"

Before the man could even finish, Book was already seated at one of the chairs backstage, furiously scribing out an oration that would've made history's greatest public speakers green with envy. His hands worked like madness, words pouring out onto that page faster than the student council members huddled about him could read it. Already the images were being painted in his thoughts - the entire school would be standing and giving him the most roaring round of applause Nottori High School had ever heard! This was going to be a veritable masterpiece! ..Right?


Kyunagi and Ayane just gave each other the same matching exasperated look and consequent sigh. As they walked away from the time-bomb that was Nottori High School's number one student and greatest superhero doing his best to save the day yet again.

"...Remind me again, Ayane, why we didn't just ask Kanaye.."

Pushing through the large doors to the auditorium, Makito glanced around in hopes of spotting a friend. He chose his friends wisely, making sure to only have a few close ones rather than let everyone in. If he did that, he would have far too many friends, considering the amount of offers he received.

"Ah, Maki!" a childish male voice echoed from his left. Smiling for the first time that day, Makito turned.

"Satoshi, how are you?" he asked his friend, a short male with spiked red hair erupting in every direction. Satoshi had been Makito's best friend since they were only eight, and they knew practically everything about each other. Satoshi's bright blue eyes gleamed as he smiled to his quiet companion.

"I'm great; my elbows are a bit dry though." he replied, taking a seat in one of the nearby chairs.

Makito laughed softly, "You always tell me things of little importance as if they matter. Why is that?"

Satoshi shrugged, lifting his leg and tossing it over the chair in front of him, "I don't know, I just say what comes to mind. How are you? Get asked out again?"

How did he know? "Yeah, two girls asked me out on behalf of their friend, Asaki."

"Wait," Satoshi flinched slightly, turning toward his friend, "Asaki Azai? And you said no? She's so beautiful, and shy. I would kill to be asked out by her, even if it's technically her friends doing the asking."

Makito sat down next to Satoshi, smiling sadly at him, "You know why I said no...you know why I always say no to girls." If only someone I wanted to ask me out would...

"Whatever, dude, you're the luckiest guy on the planet and you don't even take advantage of it. Over something as silly as your sexual orientation. Details, details! Just be straight, jeez, can't be that hard."

"Ok, I'll be straight as soon as you're gay. Got it?" Makito smirked, leaning back in his chair. He looked toward the front of the auditorium, witnessing a student running around like a maniac. "That Book guy is so odd." Wishing that Saitsu might sit near him, he glanced around the auditorium to see which other students were arriving.

His lunch had been acquired, his sexual urges no longer desired, How relieving.. he thought to himself, not one to get worried about such things as embarrassing himself over things that most people would probably want to commit suicide over; it was simply the fact, that some overly uptight 'law-abiding' "citizen" of the school would've bothered him about how it was "inappropriate" to let yourself be spotted like that. Sure is ironic, how he'd probably start slipping on his own drool once he saw Aurora Cho...

He had almost made his way to the northern exit point of the school, and while just about to dig his face into his noodles and open up that door to the refreshing rooftop view of the vast metropolis before him..

"ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS BOTH NEW AND RETURNING TO NOTTORI HIGH SCHOOL! PLEASE REPORT TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM IMMEDIATELY. I REPEAT. ALL STUDENTS PROCEED IMMEDIATELY TO THE NORTH AUDITORIUM."

GODDAMN LOUDSPEAKER! Ack, that was loud especially when it was right above his goddamn head. All that serenity, all that overwhelming bliss, happiness had been interrupted by the foul sound of a demon who had manifested its voice into the loudspeakers and shattered what little solace he had managed to attain in opening up the door to paradise, coupled with the fact the most important meal of the day had just been thrown out the window; this could not be tolerated, this he could NOT stand for - he wanted...vengeance. And for all you morons who think it's breakfast, look at the amount of calories in your Trix and you'll realize that what Mommy and Daddy have been telling you all this time was a big load of shit.

It was brunch...so maybe that was half-true and besides, it was in Akajiri's nature to over exaggerate on things like this anyway. It was now time to unleash the prankster within This plan will be simple yet...no one will ever see it coming... There wasn't much time left before the speech began, and so he slammed his lunch down his throat and invoked his power once more.

Taking a moment to adjust his sneakers, he stood up and bolted down the hallway, that green and blue baseball glove which he wore on his hand was tightened just a bit, and before long the moister in the air began to dampen, changing the phases of h2o and causing it to...RAIN!? Yes, that's right, he just made it rain inside the entire Hallway, moving along the slippery floor as if he were ice-skating, accelerating his speed, quickly moving inbetween the masses, knocking a few students down here or there, but what really made his journey so annoying to his fellow students was that, the effect of his technique came before he got there, so that they would be the ones getting soaked and he would simply enjoy the glide to the auditorium.

After maybe thirty seconds of fun, he came to a halt, barging through the door and pointing his finger up, " Excuse me, comin' through here ladies and gents" squirting random people in the ear as to clear a path for himself, Oh...man I love those scientists..and I most definitely love the rain...bwahahaha and as if out of nowhere like getting slammed with one of the hardest tests of all time which he was doomed to fail, it hit him right smack in the forehead - his diabolical plot.

Quickly he hopped over seats, stepped on backpacks and landed right in one of the front-row seats, taking a seat and waiting for they called Book to make his epic speech of potentially devastating grandeur.

"It's time to wash away the ink in the pages of Book and humiliate him on levels beyond malicious...THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU INTERRUPT MY LUNCH!"

Did I just say that out loud?

Aurora blinked several times hearing both Kat’s odd voice on the phone,

Aurora! Woman, HELP ME.

And, that both from earlier rambling on, something about being new, his name was W-W-Wang…or something…and then about her bleeding. The seventeen year old just turned around blinking and staring at this Wang boy or whatever the hell his name as students made their way around her, yes Aurora usually never had to worry about people bumping into her. But where was Kat? Putting a finger up to the boy following her, as if to tell him to wait, she turned her attention to the phone, “Where are you?”

Aurora’s blue eyes looked up over the crowd before she tilted her head slightly looking around Wang boy. Right, Kat was a girl now so…oh wait. “Kat…since when do you wear skirts?” Clearly the girl was confused looking at what she thought was her friend except she was a girl. But, wait…if he or she…was wearing a skit. Aurora gasped loudly, “You went shopping with out me! You bitch! I’ll be right there with my new…” She paused looking up at Will and then wrinkling her nose. “Guard dog or whatever…hang on…” With out even speaking to the boy she grabbed his arm and pulled him with her. “Alright, look all those excuses you gave me were lame. But, to make up for bumping into me you can help me find my friend and then we go to the nurse’s office to take care of the blood on my hair. Got it? Good.” There was no way in hell she was going to the auditorium with blood in her hair. “I think my friend is the girl in the skirt with the long silver hair. She spoke on the phone again before waving to Kat, “Do you see me waving?”

Still dumbfounded, Emily had just barely registered the other voice in the room. All she heard was this, “He kissed… thinking,,, m-my h-hand.. know… he really k-kissed… North… my hand!? OH MY GOD!! Is at… HE KISSED MY HAND!! right? ..wait what’s that voice interrupting my thoughts!?” Snapping out of it, Emily realized there was only a boy, a tall cute one with striking blue eyes, was looking at her and at another girl before him, smaller with long blonde hair that reached her ankles, standing by the doorway.

Within moments, the blonde girl bowed and left the boy standing there before he could respond. Thinking that this may be her only chance to be early and possibly find Book again, Emily held her things close and walked up to the boy. “Um.. I’m a little embarrassed for asking, but would you mind showing me to the auditorium? Kinda new here, although I'm sure you've noticed..” Even though she smiled her voice was as unsure as her steps, he was a stranger and even though he offered there was still the chance of him leaving her there.

Kat continued jumping, looking for Aurora as soon as she heard her speak on the phone again.

"Where are you?"

"I'm over here! Near the front door of the school!" Finally, Kat saw Aurora's purple head peaking out of the crowd at the other end of the hallway where she had been when Kat last saw her on the floor. She ignored her shopping comment, not caring to discuss it at the moment with the horrible start to her day. Finally tired of jumping, Kat backed up to the wall to catch her breath, throwing her books on the floor angrily. Any sound they made was drowned out by the last of the students stampeding like cattle towards the Auditorium. She saw several people she knew and started to reach her hand out to get their attention, but she resisted, pulling her hand back to her chest, feeling a wave of depression and embarrassment sweep over her for the second time this morning.

Kat held the phone to her ear, listening to Aurora's voice in the background. She couldn't make out what she was saying, but she sounded annoyed. Kat couldn't believe that she was actually talking to someone. It couldn't have been the guy that ran into her, could it? She'd be yelling if it was the same one!

“Do you see me waving?”

"YES!" Kat frantically jumped up a few more times to make sure her friend saw her, waving her arm in the air as if she was in the middle of a vast ocean trying to get the attention of an airplane for rescue. Seeing Aurora fighting the crowd, Kat grabbed her books from the floor and headed towards Aurora to meet her half way since she was not fighting against the crowd like her friend was.

She finally met Aurora as the crowd vanished through a set of double doors several feet down the hall. Kat closed her phone as she stepped up to Aurora, shoving it back into her shirt. Not really knowing how to react meeting her friend for the first time as a female, she just stood there, clutching her books to her chest. Kat looked up at Aurora, not even noticing the fellow behind her.

"Erm...Hi?" she said nervously.

Denied again? Polite and independent. Strange new students that pop in now adays, always rushing in and being all nervous. Jake didn't understand that shyness, he had always learned to be social and approach people just fine, even if it took a bit. As the precocious girl left, his attention was diverted by the other girl in the classroom.

“Um.. I’m a little embarrassed for asking, but would you mind showing me to the auditorium? "

BRAVERY! SOCIALISM! ...from A GIRL! Mind you, in Nottiri there are many social girls, some way too social, but not too many approached Jake on their first day, in fact, none. Usually because of his appearance. Not that he looks bad, he's quite fit and has a knick to the prettyboy look, but he usually wears strange clothing and with the strange bracelets and tattoos... well think of it this way: Not many people go up straight to a biker and say, "HEY YOU! Where's this and that?" You'd imagine the biker would growl and bite at you, but she/him, being a biker, will probably give you precise routes and even shortcut tips. No silly, Jake was no biker, nor was he huge, old and ugly (not that all bikers are), but he's clothing style gave nothing away of who he really was, and he was probably blind about it too.

"Kinda new here, although I'm sure you've noticed."

Snap out of it, here's your chance to help! First day and you're already doing a good deed. A bone deserved indeed.

"Ah! Yes, of course! I will... take...." As he turned around to meet her face to face, he saw almost what it appeared to be a reflection of himself. At least that's what HE thought for a moment. An American girl with brown hair and green eyes? Jake immediately thought of his black hair and vibrant blue eyes, something that he had always thought was odd of him, for strange reasons. There was nothing strange about her in actuality, but it was to him, something about her face, made him feel intricate. He forced himself to smile (not that he didn't want to, it's like, he couldn't) and continued his sentence.

"....you there.. in no time at all! And if you allow me, I'll gladly be your escort." With that, he bowed slightly and stretched his arm out to her, now with a natural and honest smile. "I am Jake Sasaki. It is indeed, nice to meet you miss." Based on her American look, he offered an American way of greeting; A handshake.

Standing quietly, William listened to the voice on the phone. Whoever they were, they wanted help from Miss Cho. Aurora had put a finger up to tell him to hush, and he was complient like always. The words exchanged scared William a bit, especialy "You Bitch!", which caused him to jump back a little. William wasn't too fond of the "guard dog comment either, but he wasn't the type to speak up at this point.

In a moment's notice, the godess next to him grappled his arm, and tugged him along with her. William listened to what she was saying, questioning her words. It didn't help that he sounded like he was being shook. "Ex-Excus-ses? L-Lame...He-elp you find-d your fr-friend?...Haiii Aurora-san " He didn't refuse to help her...but then again he was being dragged with her. He repeated the description he was given. "Silver hair...skirt...okay..." Although, from his position, he wasn't the one that was going to seek her out.

The two finally came into contact with the girl. Once again, another pretty girl, and another inability to speak. He was glad in a way that she didn't notice him, as glad as he was that Aurora wasn't looking back at him. It took him a while to realize that blood was being sent to his crotch, leaving him with a couple thoughts. One being This is why I don't wear a smaller size of pants... and the rest rather unmentionable as his face turned crimson.

"...What fine time to be thinking of maid and cheerleader outfits..." He mummbled to himself in an annoyed manor.