Kanimi watched as a blonde girl, Jack, asked to go to the lavatory. Tapping her pencil along with the beat of her music, she knew Jack would pull this stunt from time to time because she never goes back to class. In all honsety, she asked her roommate to always pick her up since she went to a different high school for only three hours. Stretching, she watched as everyone clapped for Dalila, she wasn't paying attention. Like usual, but she faked clapping along also. It was rude, so didn't like being rude to strangers.

Watching as the singers seemed to group together, Kanimi watched as all eyes were on them the teacher trying to actually teach. Okay, the last part was a lie. Feeling something hit her head, Kanimi looked down to see a crumpled piece of paper. One of her friends grinning to the far right of her. How she was able to hit her she really didn't care to find out.

Unfolding it, she rolled her eyes. The blank paper staring up at her, so it was that game, huh? Nonchalantly, she threw the paper back, hitting her friend. The teacher still going on about the singers, maybe she should have been wondering where Jack was? The Oz singers weren't that bad....?

Charlize smiled quietly to herself. Seemed like not many people had noticed that she'd walked into the classroom with a violin in her hands, and had been playing it. Thank goodness. She didn't really want to be noticed by the Oz singers. When all's said and done, most of them are just humans who have swelled heads from their fame.
Charlize brought out her sketchbook and looked around. Who should she draw today? Kanimi, maybe. Yes, definitely Kanimi. She was pretty, and as far as Charlize remembers, she acted... she opened up my sketchbook and started drawing Kanimi in an old Victorian Era dress, with an inset showing a closeup of the makeuo on her face. Maybe she was acting in a play. Yes, that's it. Charlize started drawing the stage around her, trying to ignore the loud noise coming from her annoying classmates. She was almost positive she was in a class for musical instruments, not sound effects.
She finally finished the drawing. Not bad for a pencil sketch... maybe it could eventually be turned into a costume. But it was still not the best drawing, since she wasn't actually a designer. Charlize wondered what she could do with it now. She had no use for it. Maybe she should give it to Kanimi...
Charlize took the paper out of her sketchbook. She walked up to the teacher's desk and dropped the paper off on Kanimi's desk as she went. She really hoped that no one would notice her, but having flaming red hair is not helpful in the slightest.
"Are we actually going to play our instruments or not?" She asked the teacher, a little coldly. "Actually, if this is how you teach, I'll just teach myself." Without waiting for a reply, Charlize went back to her desk, taking her violin out of the case she had put it in seconds ago.

The teacher frowned at the students actions. Sighing she smiles in a apologizing manner toward Dongsun.
"Im sorry Dongsun but I guess we will have to save your introduction to the next class, as well as you Xavier"
Ms.Tsukiyomi was quiet disappointed but she knew Charlize was right. "Alright students class is almost over, anyone want to come up and play something for us?" She looks around hopefully for any good students.
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"Excuse me," Xavier interupted. "Why are we playing? We're supposed to be learning, right?" He gestured to his saxophone case at his feet. "Or maybe at least practicing?" This school was starting irk him and he almost neveer lost his cool.

"Is this the way school usually is?" He leaned back in his chair. "Is the point of this place to watch a single person play and moon over that one person? We're supposed to be developing everyone's natural ability. Not make them watch someone else. Mr.Oz would be disapointed to learn of this."

He was surprised at himself but it seemed that in this class, only the really good people strived. He didn't like that. Everyone here must have some talant and they should have been trying to improve that.

Kanimi watched as Charlize set a piece of paper down, she always admired the girl's drawing talents. Seeing the one in the picture was her, she smiled a cute gummy smile. She simply adored the outfit, even though it seemed like a rough sketch. As one of the Oz singer spoke, Kanimi's eyes wandered over to XL, she read on a fan site he was usually nice but the way he talked was.....not so nice. Shrugging, she started to twirl a pencil in her hands. With the way things were going, the school wouldn't last.

"Miss? I remember yesterday's lesson was to practice the songs we've chosen, right? Can we split up into groups before the class is over," Kanimi said leaning out of her chair a bit since the taller student blocked her. That's why she didn't like this class so much, everyone got off track -way- to easily.
Taking a glance towards the piano, she sighed, so did she practice for nothing yesterday? The Oz singers really knew how to make others feel second rate and crappy. But that's what drove her more, so she could be as good as them.

Charlize snorted, then groaned. "Wow... we are really learning here, aren't we?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.
She gently plucked the strings and tuned her violin- not that it needed much work, since she had been playing not so long ago.
She carefully got up and retreated into a corner of the room where people wouldn't be looking and she was camouflaged. Sitting down on the floor, she calmed down a bit more.
She had picked the song Edelweiss to play. It was from The Sound of Music, one of her favorite musicals, and she loved the sound of the violin. She would have sung, but she was too lazy to. Luckily for Charlize, all the fangirls were making a whole bunch of noise, and it would be practically impossible for anyone in the front half of the room to hear her.

Shifting his seat properly, the chair met a light thud before coming to notice Xavier sitting beside him, the brunette nodded his way. Was it more than a mere coincidence to see how the Oz Singers and the students had seated themselves into the classroom? It would only be assumed that it was natural instinct to sit with those whom you were most familiar with-- in DongSun's case, may it be alongside Dahlila and best friend Xavier; there would be no complaints done here. If there was anything to bluntly complain about, would it be the snotty, hissing attitudes of the students that continued to back sass the idols on mere moments of arrival. They had to be grateful that Mr. Oz had graced presence into their school, otherwise watch Tsubasa High go into wreckage. It was a sinister thought, DongSun knew this fair enough.. but it was how business worked.

"Ay, ay! Just call me Jaylon songsaengnim."

Gahh.. there went his slip of Korean tongue, again. DongSun made a mental note not to do it again, it was not in JayFlyy's reputation to speak in much to at all in foreign tongue unless necessary. On that note, he cleared this throat and corrected himself. "Uh.. yeah, Ms.Tsukiyomi.. just lettin' you know. But I can introduce myself; no need to sing though-- think we already know how JayFlyy can sing." JayFlyy stood, looking to the partially squealing, partially death glaring students and shared him his coy smirk. With that, he allowed himself to sit on his desk and nodded towards the students who were tolerable enough to not file out the class, just yet.

"Sup y'all, I'm Jaylon Choi, you know me best as the beast JayFlyy. I'm just excited as ya'll are about school, so let's bear with it yeah? Let's be friends, ain't much of a biter; promise." It was evident to see that a number of his classmates were already mentally insulting his accent, it was pretty common outside of America truth be told. But coming from the urban area, it would only be natural that he would pick up the accent-- could you blame him? Either way, if he decided to change how he talked it would not change people's view on him, so why do it? This was the image he was molded into, no change on it.

Turning to his friend Xavier, he leaned slightly to make it obvious he was talking to him. "We been through harder crowds then this. We hella got this, bro."

Xavier grinned at his friends chill greeting. THere seemed to be nothing that intimidated his friend. When he heard his friends slip of the tongue he grinned again. He kind of missed his home language. He had askedabout changing his name to his Korean one but Mr.Oz had disagreed. Kang YiJung wasn't very easy to say among the Americans. Xavier had agreed, reluctantly.

"Ay, ay! Just call me Jaylon songsaengnim."
Jaylon the teacher huh?
Xavier's mind started to think about his lunch, which was the only reminder of his homeland. Maybe he would end up quitting this business.... Nahh, then he would miss singing too much. Plus it made a lot of money that he could send home to his relatives. He thought of his mother. SHe was probably auditioning for who knows what. It kind of disgusted him to see his mother be such a bit** to the rest of the family. THe only person she called up on was him.

Then he felt Jaylon lean in to whisper something. "We been through harder crowds then this. We hella got this, bro."

"Do we?" He murmured back. "Let's hope we aren't stuck here too long,"

dalila seemed very unimpressed. "This is why this school is such in bad condition.."
She thought before hearing the loud bell. "A-ah students time for your next class, Chorus."
The teacher sounded relieved at this.
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Dalila stood up and began to walk out of the classroom. Soon enough male students as well as female students began to fight. "Ill take her!" "Fine Ill take Dongsun!" "No he is mine!" "Xavier is mine!"
The teacher massaged her temples and clapped her hands. "Now Now ill assign who takes them."
"Charlize takes Dalila, Dongsun, and Xavier to Chorus"


(sorry this class was a disaster Ill try to make it better in the next class ^^)

(Does someone mind giving me a small summary of what happened? I can't keep up. XD)

(It's the end of class now and the teacher just picked Charlize to escort the three OZ stars to chorus class)

Xavier grinned at Charlize, "Thanks for taking us there, but you really don't have to. We've studied the map, I'm sure we can find our own way,"

He was pretty sure Charlize was one of the students that had some unreasonable hatred toward them.

Hiroki stood up and exited the classroom, shooting a glance at the OZ stars briefly before leaving. He walked down the hallways and rather than attending the next class and suffer through more squealing and fighting over the stars, he walked to an empty practice room and sat down at the piano quietly. He turned off his music and pulled his headphones off to rest around his neck. He placed his hands on the keys of the piano and started to play, closing his eyes as he did so.

Charlize's eyes widened as her violin and bow separated. "Oh, good god..." She moaned.
She grabbed her backpack and put her violin in its case, walking over to the stars from OZ.
She looked at them. "This might be a bit disastrous later. Let's see, what's the best way to keep the crazy, bipolar students off... no, no, not going to work. Gosh darn it, I'm SOOO BUSTED!!!" Charlize suddenly yelled.
She stared at them. "It's all right. If a teacher asks me to do something, I should do it. Otherwise I feel guilty and start skipping class. And it's not so much of a problem, 'cept for the fact that there's no way we can't be attention-grabbing. Sorry... I'm going to be getting into a hell of a lot of fights after this. If I lose my temper in the halls, don't worry. It's normal."
She was speaking to them like she would to any other classmate. Please God, make sure no one calls me by one of THE names. Charlize was praying, even though she didn't have a set religion. She was just praying.

"Calm down there, Charlize," Xavier gave her a friendly smile. "Why don't you just lead the way. The sooner you get it over with, the sooner you're done with us, right?" He looked at her, trying to seem as nice as possible. It wasn't that hard since he was a pretty nice guy in the first place but she didn't seem to like them very much.

He studied the halls, there were quite a few girls looking and waving and giggling at him. HE smiled and nodded back at them. He wasn't sure why they liked him so much but it wouldn't be good if he acted like a jerk.

"Shall we go Charlize?"

Letting out a yawn, Kanimi stood up slowly as everyone exited the cursed classroom. Picking up her back-pack she headed out slipping through the throngs of people. She could hear Charlize's yelling about escorting them, but she knew tons of people would kill to be where she was right now. Watching as the students piled out, she momentarily wondered where to go. If her head wasn't attached to her neck, she would have lost it by now. Next class Chorus, she thought sighing. She really liked Chorus, but there were some people who were there just to steal the attention.

Passing by practice room, she heard the sweet melody of the piano barely making it to her ears. The sound of people walking, and chatting almost drowning it out. Curious, she peeked behind the doorway to see one of her classmates playing. His eyes closed as if he was in-tune with it.

She was jealous of musicians because they got so close to their instrument. Charlize was a good example. Shaking her head, Kanimi took out her phone. Stay here or be late? Choices, choices, choices.....taking a swift glance, she quickly went to the chorus classroom and took a seat in the back. Her eyes drifting towards the clock. It was going to be a -really- long day, wasn't it?

In all honesty, the idea that DongSun had to be attending this school was still not sitting snug for his tastes-- it was also pretty certain that the others did not want the Oz Singers around much either. When the school bell started ringing, the chatters of fawning fan girls and boys began to heighten in pitch and in volume, one would think that they would consider the hearing of their favorite idols and shut up? Alas, being star struck made just about anyone with the symptom oblivious to the world around them.

JayFlyy stood from his desk, turning his head over to a small flock of girls cooing over the brunette and wondered if they had any gall to talk to him. The quiet murmurs made him smile, hopping over the chair and approaching the small group of three with a smile. "I'm hopin' you beautiful ladies will be taking good care of us while we here. Maybe if there's time in our schedule, you three can kick it with me. JayFlyy always needs an inspiration fo' a song." He chuckled, winking their way before catching the announcement from the teacher; something about someone taking him and the other Oz singers to their next class? He didn't need a chaperone to tell him how things went, ..but he supposed that it would beat getting mulled by adoring fans if he ventured off alone. Looking back to the girls, JayFlyy had bid them good bye and walked over alongside Dalila and Xavier.

"Sorry, had my mind occupied fo' a sec; where's our next class?"

Jack had been able to sneak back into class without being noticed, something she was good at with her small height of 4'9". She was the smallest in the school as far as she knew, plus she figured it would stay that way. She climbed back into her seat and put her flute into it's case, lying her head on the desk and listening to the teacher. She yawned as the class was dismissed and stood, grabbing her single rucksack and the flute case. She slid easily through the crowd of students leaving the room, looking down at her case for a second as she left through the door. That was a bad idea.

Jack bumped into someone, causing her to fall and barely manage to save her flute. She gathered the papers that had fallen out of her bag and stood, looking up to see who she had bumped into. She regretted it when she saw one of the Ozes. He had longish brown hair, and he was very much taller than her, probably over five feet, and not to mention she suddenly felt very short. She spoke quickly in a quiet voice. "Sorry. I didn't see where I was going. So very sorry."

Jack then rushed around him and towards the Chorus class, the one she hated the most. She couldn't sing, and on top of that she was now nervous about being around the guy she had bumped into. She was embarrassed, one of her few weaknesses. She rushed into the class and took her usual seat, the one in the far right corner.

Charlize nodded. "We shall go."
She played with a strand of her red hair, navigating the hallways with ease. Everyone was staring. Charlize mentally started muttering curses. The OZ stars, hopefully, couldn't see her face, currently she had a big death glare.
Then, the inevitable started.
"Hothead."
"Firehead."
People started calling her by the nicknames she abhorred.
Charlize listened to the names, her anger growing. She turned to the OZ stars, an evil smile on her face. "I apologize for the inconvenience." She gave one of them her violin case as she took her backpack off and set it on the ground.
She found the two boys who had started the names and smiled. "Trust it to be you." She grabbed them by the hair and slammed their heads together. They fell down. Charlize didn't bother picking them up.
She put her hands on her hips and stared at everyone else. "Anyone else?"
There were people shaking their heads.
Charlize smiled happily. "Good. It wasn't my choice!"
She suddenly made her voice cold. "And nobody is going to help those two."
She walked back to the stars and grabbed her backpack. "My violin, please?"

Dalila looked at the red headed girl, and then her violin. That was a interesting thing to watch. Certainly made her day.
Grabbing the violin, she handed it to the girl named Charlize. "Here" Dalila said, her face emotionless. But then she unleashed a bright smile which never reached her eyes. "Lets hurry to the next class Charlize~"
"So the day will end quickly.."

Xavier Lee grinned at Charlize, though even watching it made it look painful. Well those jerks had deserved it. Sucks for them. At least Charlize could take care of herself. HE would have stepped in if the name calling had gotten worse but she had acted fine. The others had shut up and Charlize was totally in control. He grinned again, though it was more of a smirk now. She was kind of impressive. MAybe he should keep an eye on this one?

"That was impressive, Miss. Charlize," He smiled at her and gave a cold stare at the boys that were picking themselves up painfully from the floor. "There are some that never learn, the only way to teach them is by force."

Charlize glanced lovingly at her violin as she took it from... Dalila? Funny, she had a sort of strange look in her eyes. Charlize had no idea what it was, but if it was fear, then she sort of deserved it.
She stared at the guy grinning at her. Okay...
"As impressive as it seems, it was utterly unnecessary. I don't have good control over my temper." She admitted ruefully.
"And those two figured out my triggers fast. I hate comments to do with the bright color of my NATURAL hair. Sadly for them, verbal comments can't get through their skills, but apparently force can. I don't deal well with diplomacy..." The half-smile on her face was painful as she remembered similar incidents.
"So, onwards, as the lady wishes?" She asked laughingly, walking once more. People would consider Charlize's sudden emotional shift strange, but she was merely good at changing topics and seeming convincing enough.

(sorry, double post)