Amaya glanced around nervously. She couldn't believe she was about to do this-enter an all girls' academy, formly known as, Strawberry Sky Academy, corny name, yeah. Amaya raked a hand through her dark hair, her eyes scanned the school ground as she headed to the school entrance. This was all too much, the school was huge, Amaya wouldn't be surprised if she ended up lost when going to class. Well, at least the uniforms were...decent. Plaid mini-skirts and tight tops, geez, was this an academy, or another version of the Playboy Mansion?

Amaya found her room easily, she wondered who her roommate was. Amaya decided to wait on choosing beds when she, her roommate, would arrive, after all, Amaya didn't want to appear greedy.

[[They can be roommates.]]

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Yumi clutched her bag to her chest as she navigated the school grounds. She'd done this tons of times, but switching schools never got any easier. And to top it off with the fact that she was the shy and quiet type, making friends was hard enough. It had taken her halfway through the school year at her last school to work up the nerve to talk to some of the other students outside of class. She sighed forlornly and hoped it would be different this time. At least they had dorms, so maybe that would give her a chance. Yumi stopped in front of her dorm room's door and took a deep breath. When she had gained some composure she opened the door and stepped in. Another girl was already there. Well, at least I don't have to wait. she thought. "U-umm...hi. I'm Yumi." she mustered and felt her face flush. It happened every time. So embarrassing! she cried to herself.

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Amaya turned around and greeted her roommate with a smile. "Hi. I'm Amaya. So, you're Yumi, huh?" Amaya asked and smiled. "Totally not what I expected. I expected some punk girl, with piercings all over her body, you know?" Amaya asked, her dark brown hair was now pulled into a messy ponytail.

"P-piercings?" she stammered. "I could never do that." Yumi moved to the desk on the opposite wall and placed her bag on its hard wood. "There." she said and turned with a smile. "This room really nice. So-so do I get bottom bunk or you?" she asked. For some reason she felt more nervous than usual, but was surprised to find that she could talk with Amaya. That never really happened so soon before. She decided to put it off as the effect of being roommates. It would be really weird to be roommates and not talk right? she reassured herself.

Amaya smiled. "Yeah, I have three, one in each ear, and my bellybutton." Amaya said, lifting her shirt up to reveal a diamond. She nodded. "Yeah, you can have either, I was waiting to choose beds and decorate, I really dislike going foward, you can choose and do whatever you like to the room." Amaya said. "Our uniforms are on the dresser, they're in our size. I hope." Amaya said. "I'm going to go ahead and change." She said and did.

Amaya removed her top she had on and put on the school girl uniform, she did the same with the bottoms. "How should I wear my hair? Up or down?" Amaya questioned, staring at herself in the mirror.

"U-umm..ok I'll take the bottom" Yumi said. She looked over at the uniforms on the desk and decided she should change too. Amaya was already doing that. When she removed her top she blushed and looked down at her uniform trying to look inconspicuous. Amaya asked about her hair and Yumi almost shouted, "You should wear it down." She clamped a hand over her mouth. "S-sorry, that happens when I'm nervous. I'm not very good at meeting new people." She sat on the bed and removed her top and skirt, exchanging them for her school clothes. Then she reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of black thigh length sock and pulled them on. She like the extra warmth of long socks. They helped when it was cold. Yumi looked up at Amaya shyly and lifted a pink strand of hair from her eyes. "So, what do you think?" she inquired.

Amaya laughed softly. "It's okay, I'm extremely confident, so I don't get nervous easily, unless I'm talking to someone I really like. I'm bisexual...that doesn't bother you, does it? Everyone seems to be bothered by it, and oftenly I'm a complete outcast." Amaya said to her.

She turned over to Yumi and smiled. "Looks great, you have a awesome figure." Amaya said and she nodded. "Yeah, down is good." She said, brushing through it until it was straight and silky.

Yumi shook her head quickly. "N-no of course it doesn't bother me." she said. She was happy for the complement. She didn't get them very often. Yumi took a brush from her bag and began brushing her hair straightening each sparkling pink strand. She hummed to herself as she worked. When she sat the brush down she turned her head this way and that to get a look at her work. Satisfied that it was how she wanted it, she turned to Amaya. "I was thinking of taking a look around the school. Want to come with?" she asked.

Amaya smiled and nodded. "Sure, I was thinking about touring, also." She said as she stood up. "Let's go!" Amaya said cheerfully and walked out the door. "Hm, I wonder why they made it an all girls' academy anyway, and where did they get the game name? I mean, seriously. Strawberry Sky Academy?" Amaya asked and smiled. "Sorry. I'm babbling, aren't I?" She asked.

Yumi giggled as she followed Amaya out, "I don't think I've played that game, but it is a strange name." She wanted to hall talking with Amaya happily and looking around at the different classroom and student wandering through the hall. "I think I'm going to like being here a lot better than my last school." she admitted. " Especially since I already have a friend." Yumi twirled around laughing happily as they reached the large opening area in front of the school entrance and below the stairs leading to the second floor. For the first time since they had moved she was happy to be where she was.

Amaya laughed and nodded. "I know, it's the school game or something like that. Everyone is required to play close to the end of the year, I am not planning on it, I'm not the athletic type, I'm really clumsy." Amaya said and laughed. "Well, even though the school's name is corny, I have to admit, they keep it well-kept." Amaya said and twirled with Yumi. "Hm, how about we wonder around the shcool grounds?" Amaya asked, heading outside.

Yumi smiled and followed Amaya outside. The school grounds were well kept. The grounds keeper had made a garden that lined the pathway. The flowers were a beautiful array of yellows, reds, blues, violets, and greens and she took it all in joyously. "Its beautiful." she told Amaya as she wandered the path smelling the flora.

Amaya smiled, too stunned to speak as they walked silently through the beautiful mini garden. "Y..yeah, it is." She managed to utter out. She broke out of the trance and shook her head. "Anyway, so Yumi, do you have a boyfriend?" Amaya asked, sitting on a bench. She cross her legs, revealing their smooth and silky look.

"B-boyfriend?" she said snapping out of her foray. "I..." she looked down at her feet. "I've never had a boyfriend." Yumi admitted. People had never talked to her much. Her mom had always said she was pretty, but she couldn't see it. No one else seemed to see it either. "I guess I'm not girlfriend material." she said. Yumi looked up at Amaya and felt herself flush whens he saw how she was sitting. "A-Amaya-ch-chan, I can see your....p-panties." she stuttered pointing to her skirt where the wind had blown it up without her noticing.

Amaya shook her head. "Don't say that, every woman is girlfriend material, that special someone is out there waiting on you. Just wait for them to come with you. Are you even interested in guys, Yumi-chan?" Amaya asked.

She blushed slightly at what Yumi pointed out. "Er, sorry about that." She said, uncrossing her legs and stared at Yumi, waiting for an answer.

Yumi looked down looked down, holding her hands behind her back, and drawing circles with her foot. "I've never really been interested in anyone before. I don't have a lot of friends." she told her. "Why do you ask?" She looked up at Amaya curiously.

Amaya shrugged casually. “Oh, I was just curious. No offense, but you don’t seem like the exact type to be with guys. Personally, I only have been with very few guys. They’re just too…difficult. All they do is tell you how much they love you, than screw you, and they are gone. MOST are like that.” Amaya said and smiled kindly

"D-difficult..?" she asked. "I don't mean to be difficult. Is that a bad thing?" Yumi looked to Amaya, confusion showing obviously on her face. Is that why no one wants to talk to me? I'm difficult? she asked herself. "Is that why people don't talk to me?" she beseeched the girl. "I don't mean to be. I just have a hard time...approaching people." she looked down forlornly. Was this the reason she had been alone for so long? Why she didn't have any friends. The implications hit her like a ton of bricks and nearly brought her to her knees.

Amaya shook her head. “Oh! No, not at all! I was talking about men being difficult, not you, you’re great!” Amaya said as she stood up and smiled. “I think people are just jealous of you, you are really pretty, and they’re jealous of that. Guys are crazy for not realizing this. You do like guys…don’t you?” Amaya asked curiously.

Yumi blushed embarrassed at the way she acted. She'd completely misunderstood what she had said. Actually she'd completely misheard what Amaya had said. She looked up when Amaya asked her another question. Do I like guys? she wondered to herself. "I-I don't know." she admitted. "Like I said, I've never really liked anyone before." Then she leaned closer to Amaya with a mischievous smile. "Why? Looking for a girlfriend?" she asked playfully.