The bell rang, announcing class-time. Bill was looking outside the car window, gently tapping on the glass as she inspected the approaching school. It was rather large, Bill liked that, it was easier to avoid people she didn't want to see. The courtyard was pretty big too, and was perfect to get some fresh air. And, not quite far from the school, there was a small pit-shop, so she could go out after school and buy a bag of chips or something. She sighed deeply and looked at her sister, giving her a faint, yet encouraging smile.

The car stopped, and Bill got out. The wind blew through her short, sky blue hair, making it messy, but she didn't mind. She adjusted her scarf, and took her bag out of the car. Then, she made three steps towards the courtyard entrance gate, and stopped, giving the large building another look. Bill smirked, closing her blue eyes for five seconds, then she slowly opened the school gate. It didn't let out a sound, no squealing, or rubbing against the floor, like in their old school.

She made her way inside the courtyard. It was, indeed, rather large, and rather pretty. Although it was still kind of dark, she could not yet, admire its beauty in the sun-light. She gave a quick nod to her parents, and walked inside the school. She held the door for her sister.

The guard brought them to their lockers, and gave them the keys. Then, without even saying good-bye, he left the girls. Bill felt slightly irritated by that, but it was just a guard, and she didn't have to see him every day. She opened her locker, and took off her coat, gently placing it on the racket. Then she changed her choes, from boots, to white flip-flops. She didn't bother putting her scarf in the locker, and kept it on. Inside her locker, she had found the books for her classes, and a time-table attached to the locker door. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and inspected the time table. Then she took our her smartphone and took a picture of it, just incase she would forget.

"Hey sis', sounds like our first lesson is English, in classroom 15 on the ground-floor. Oh yay, I like english." She said in a cheery voice, which wasn't much alike her. Then, she made her way down the stairs, and to the ground floor, where she found classroom fifteen. She gently knocked on the door, and opened it. The teacher looked at her blankly for a moment, then smiled brighty, and almost exclaimed: "Oh! You must be the new 'import-students'! Right this way, girls. There are two free seats, you'll be able to sit together." She said, and pointed at a table with two empty seats. "But first, wouldn't you like to introduce yourself to the boys?"

Bill's face became pale as she realised that there were no girls in class. Perhaps they were sick, it WAS november, so they could've gotten a flu or something. Bill decided to go first, and came up to the teacher. She turned and looked at the boys in the class, cleared her throat, and said: "Hello, my name is Bill. Yes, I'm a girl, and yes, I'll hit you if you try anything funny. But its very nice to meet you, and I hope we get along." She said in a cold, monotone voice, then sat down at the seat next to the window.

As the teacher droned on, Karuko doodled on his textbook. He was vaguely paying attention, since he was determined to get good grades in class. But it was all sooooo boring. Hopefully the rumour was true. Apparently there were some import students coming in today. Karuko loved meeting new people, so he was excited upon hearing the news.
Fortunately for him, it wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Abruptly, Karuko sat up straight in his chair and dropped the pen he was holding, as the door opened and two girls walked in. He gasped and then wolf whistled jokingly. "This is going to be interesting!" he mumbled under his breath.
Then one of the siblings walked forward and said in a cold voice, "Hello, my name is Bill. Yes, I'm a girl, and yes, I'll hit you if you try anything funny. But its very nice to meet you, and I hope we get along." Karuko almost laughed out loud, as the blue-haired girl didn't seem to be that tough. In fact, in his opinion, she seemed very sweet and he hoped they'd get along. As for the other one, Karuko had already fallen in love with her.
Fortunately, the two empty spaces were behind him so he'd be able to chat to the new girls. Already things had started to get interesting!

As expected, Elliot was busy goofing around with a guy next to him.

"Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun! DUN DUN DUN DUN! Dunnn! DUN DUN!-" he exaggerated rather loudly, trying to explain the beat of a song he heard before, a toothy grin plastered on his face. "And then, dude, it went like BRRRRRR and then wub wub wub wub, kinda like dubstep." The French/English boy lifted his index digit on his left hand, pushing his glasses onto the bridge of his nose.

His sleeves dangling, as his sweatshirt was, well, a bit big, he pointed at the male next him, though it simply looked like a bulge in the sleeve, and to his movements, the small ahoge bobbed back and fourth on his head. "Wanna hear it, man?" The boy asked, shrugging his headphones away from his neck and slipping them onto the male's head.

Elliot pressed his head against the male's, and put a headphone on his ear, as they both bobbed their heads back and fourth to the music, and he screamed rather loudly so his "buddy" could hear. "DUDE, ISN'T IT AWESOME?"

He closed his eyes for a brief second, and when he opened them, he saw a girl walking in with blue hair. "Holy sh-" he trailed off, as his cheeks flushed pink and he scrambled upwards, the 1 1/2 inch heels on his boots clacking against the ground loudly as he tried to avoid falling, though this was in futile attempts.

"Dam-" he stopped again, falling right onto his back, his heels landing on the ground with a shrill screech. The boy rose his hand and rubbed the back of his head. "Ow...dude..that hurt," he mumbled.

Rising up, he got onto his feet and took his headphones back, setting them around his neck and rubbing at his black earrings to make sure they were still in. "Sorry, man. I don't want to risk falling on you and breaking them," he mumbled to the male. Looking up, the girl was explaining that she'd hit someone if they tried something funny, which in all cases, made him gulp and blush, his typical reaction to girls.

Scrambling into his seat, he sat down and leaned over his desk, and introduced himself also. I hope others will follow along. Like, I don't want to be like, the only boy to introduce himself! Then that'd be totally awkward!

"I-I'm uh, Elliot..Elliot Aloïs de La Fontaine..I'm French. Kind of like, french fries, you know? Except I'm not crispy, or anything.."

Michael moved around the classroom and was listening to his headphones-http://youtu.be/tLtyQtfwB-Q as he was moving his head to the beat as the music flowed immensly in his head.He sat down while some guy was trying to be funny."Haahahaha uhh not funny". Michael turned his head around as he looked outside the window to see the sunlight shinning on the grass as Michael slowly cracked his head as two girls entered the room and sat down.One girl named Bill was typically cute to him and he found her kind of his type but he slowly started to Sing to the lyrics and started hitting his desk as the teacher told him to take off his headphones."Why i was just silent,if i was really loud i would know so let me listen ok ". He moved his head back as he mouthed the girl bills words.
If you try anything funny.This was gonna be a show to remember.

Bill looked at the boy which introduced himself. She blinked several times, then smiled faintly at him. "French, I see. France is cool, I was there on a school trip once, but I don't like big cities much, I prefer nature." She replied kindly, then she looked at another boy, who was trying to discuss with the teacher about silently listening to music. She giggled, rebels were rather cute, but she still wasn't the fan of the idea that her sister and herself would be the only two girls in class. Actually, that kind of freaked her out, since back in her old school, there were lots of girls in their class.

Her gaze moved towards a boy which was sitting infront of them. She tilted her head slightly, trying to see what was drawn or written in his notebook. She blinked, but due to her, not-very-good vision, and embarassment to wear glasses, she couldn't really sort it out.

"I-is this the whole class..? Like.. Are there any other girls?" She asked, stuttering, since the question could've sounded awkward, or rude. She tried smiling, but the thought about being one of the only two girls in class was still creeping her out. The boys didn't seem SO bad, but, she always told herself: ' You never know a person untill you be-friend them, or make them your nemesis.'

She quickly shook her head and looked up at the cieling, her bangs covering her eyes completly, as she awaited an answer.

Michael Smiled as the teacher silenced herself." Alright,Alright im done now you can confiscate it or whatever". Michael looked over to Bill." Are there any other girls" Bill said."Well,let me think......... Nah,we haven't had one since like last year and i woudn't mind it at all i mean yeah were boys and when you look at it you're cute girls and we are some pretty immature guys who probrably won't pass this year haha ".

"Well i'll see you later Bill nice glasses too". Michael leaned back over in his chair and put back on his earphones while the music jammed in his ears." Oh and if the teacher says something tell her to kiss my ass and say hello from honululu for me".

Micheal was starting to like Bill a bit more but there was something he had to do.

( sorry short post writers block i have nothing to think of XD )

(Ooh. Found a good example of Elliot's voice. Edited him.)

Elliot felt his face burn when she answered back, and he sunk in his seat, looking down at the ground. His gaze shifted back to the girl and he nodded. "You and your sister are the only females here, unfortunately."

Rummaging through a dark pink bag dangling off his chair, he pulled out a pink lollipop, ripped off the wrapper, stuffed the wrapper into his bag, and put the lollipop in his mouth and just let it rest between his tongue and teeth.

Leaning back on the chair, he brought his knees to his chest and rested his arms on them, his sleeves dangling off of the sides of his knees, and the pink belts on each thigh dangling off the side of the chair.

"By the way," he said calmly. "I wasn't trying to be funny. I just tend to not realize what I'm saying, thank you very much, kind sir." The boy rose his sleeve-covered hand and almost made a "shoo" motion with it. "Take a chill pill, let me have my fun." Elliot chuckled, pulling out a drawing book and beginning to sketch a picture of his favorite character, Pinkie Pie, from My Little Pony, though he wouldn't dare show it to any one.

Stopping to push his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose, afterwards, he pulled his headphones around from his neck and inserted them onto his head, listening to the music that blasted into his ears, particularly a Tetris remix.

Glancing upwards to look at the time on the clock that was on the wall of the classroom, he mumbled, wanting class to end so he could dance in the hallway, or do something idiotic, like he would do, though he never thought of these things as "funny", or realized that he was doing a stupid act.

"Can you feel it, can you feel it," he mumbled under his breath as he copied some words that blared into his ears, continuing to draw Pinkie Pie, sort of giggling at the same time. "Bronies for the win," he growled to himself, grinning, as he bobbed his head to the beat of the music.

Bill waved at the boy, then leaned back in her chair. She sighed and moved a strand of her blue hair behind her ear, looking out the window, becoming quite distracted. She narrowed her eyes and quickly looked back, as another teacher came in, and the english teacher left the classroom for several minutes. When she was back, she seemed to smile faintly. "Well class, its your lucky day, the lesson is ending a bit earlier today, since most of the teachers have buisness to attend. You're free to go, make sure to show the new students around, and don't leave them all alone, or they may get lost!" She said sarcastically, giggling as she walked out of the room.

Billie frowned and face-desked. "How old is she? She seems likea child to me." She pondered out loud, and stretched, sitting up again. She took her bag and stood up, looking at the blonde boy which was listening to music. She came up to his desk. "Oh! Pinkie Pie! Thats so cute, you're good at drawing... Oh ... Sorry. I just used to watch My Little Pony. Rainbow Dash Rocks." Bill laughed.

"...."

Elliot flinched, frantically flailing his sleeve-covered arms. "Shh! Shh. There's guys here, still. Please don't be screaming that out loud," he whispered, his whole body going red. "But yeah, I like Rainbowdash, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie's my favorite though, because like, she's pink, you know? I really love pink."

He turned off his music and rested the headphones onto his neck. "Well thank god the lesson's cut short, oh, and thanks for calling me a good drawer." Shyly, he rubbed the back of his head with his sleeve and his cheeks tinged coral pink, as he used his other hand to push up his glasses. They often did this, though, so it was normal for him.

Elliot got up and pushed his stuff into his back, using his tongue to move his lollipop to the other side of his mouth, and once he was done packing, he rested his bag onto his desk, and he literally didn't know what to say, and it looked as if he was cringing or slouching from timid behavior.

Looking down at her in thought, he, in habit, began grinding his teeth against the pink lollipop in his mouth. "So, what do you think of the school so far?" He decided to ask, satisfied with his question.

Bill felt kind of guilty, and decided to make up for it. "Recently, there's been lots of manga about M.L.P., girly and boy-ly ones, so I'm not surprised." She said quickly, trying to cover the situation. Then she looked at him, as he became red, and giggled. "Thats cute, you look like a tomato."

She looked out the window again, as if she saw a ghost. Then she shook her head and looked back at the boy. "I'll be honest with you, I'm kind of dissapointed about me and my sister being the only two girls in class. I mean.. I don't know you guys yet... So... Its awkward. But I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you. Oh, you might want to excuse my attitude, I tend to be rude around friends sometimes.. You know, like mean in the playful way.. My sister bears with it, you should too." Bill replied.

She fixed her hair, which has been messy all morning. "Do you have a cafeteria here? I want some chocolate." She nodded slowly, looking at the clock. "If its open, and if you have one."

Michael got up and walked towards the bathroom as he went to the stall he noticed his phone was ringing." Ichchi what do you want i can't give you money anymore remember we only get money every 4 weeks,how much do you need and have you been spending it on that Korean pop crap,i told you that it isn't getting you anywhere,just wait till i get home and tell Mom and Dad.. Priceless and you are soo grounded". Michael Turned off his phone and walked out of the bathroom going towards his next class humming his song in his head." Minjo,kunjuu,bisaee".

He walked into his next classroom and sat down thinking about what Game he wanted to play,mmm Tic Tac Toe,Sasuke,Bingo,Truth or Dare yeahhh maybe that now just to find the right person to play it with.

Elliot shrugged, and his cheeks grew to be as red as his sweater about the tomato comment. "I'll deal with it, heh," he said, rubbing the back of his head as he laughed nervously.

"Cafeteria? Oh, yeah, we have one. I think they have chocolate ice cream there, and a snack machine with candy bars or something. If you want, I could take you there..?" The boy suggested as he stopped rubbing the back of his head and dropped his arm to his side, the belts bucking in reaction as his arm hit them.

He slung his back over his shoulder and smiled, becoming accustomed to talking with her. "I could give a little money for a couple of snacks."

(I have an idea. Perhaps the students could gather in the gym and have a big game of Truth or Dare, and let the students converse and get to know eachother? Ashtonwolf piping up about Truth or Dare gave me an idea. c:)

(Sounds like a great idea! Actually I was thinking about starting some sort of event in the gym. How about all the Second Year classes gather, and perhaps thats why they were let off the lesson earlier? :D )

"If that isn't too much trouble." She said silently "I mean, I can find my way there by myself if you don't want to, eventually I think I'll solve this maze and proceed to the next level!" Bill said jokingly. She blinked, confused about his blushing. "Anyhow, I have money myself, so there's no need too. Actually, I've got too much, so I can get you something. You should keep yours for lunch." She nodded slowly. Then she turned around as the English teacher came in.

"Alright, I've been told that after the first lesson, all the second year classes should gather in the gym. Its our anual 'get-to-know' project, so new students can make friends, and such." She nodded and came up to her desk. "Don't worry, the lesson is already over, so you have some time to go have breakfast or something, but keep in mind that you shouldn't miss the event." She nodded slowly and began collecting her things.

Bill blinked and looked at Elliot. "Whats this.. Get-to-know project about?" She asked, confused.

Elliot blinked. "Oh yeah!"

His shyness seemed to fade away and be replaced with excited ignorance. "Dude, like, there's supposed to be like, a big event going on in the gym! I think it's like, totally something about Truth or Dare, and maybe a dance? I don't know, but like, it sounds awesome!"

Fist pumping in the air, he grinned. "I can finally reveal my dancing awesomeness! BOOYA, DUN DUN DUN! That's if they have a DJ. Ohhh, I wonder who would be the DJ! Man this is going to be so flipping awesome, I like, totally cannot wait! I even brought some stuff."

The boy dropped his bag onto his desk and pulled out glowsticks that can be bent into necklaces, bracelets, etc. "So, like, if they turn off the lights, it can be totally glowy in there!"

When he was done with his lollipop, he threw the stick into the trash and chewed silently on a piece of gum. "I love dancing, dude. It's like, so fun. I love doing hardjump and hardshuffle, and melbourne shuffle, and other stuff," he grinned. "I'll take you to the cafeteria, I don't want to risk you getting lost. Whenever you're ready to go, just tell me."

He nodded and stood there, waiting and watching if she still needed to pack up and stuff.

Bill laughed, almost losing her balance. But when she almost fell, she began poker-facing. "Thats adorable. Do you always act like this?" She asked "And a rather quick change of attitude. At first you were all blushy Mr.Pinkie, and now you're a raver!" She giggled and packed her things, then put her bag on her shoulder and made her way towards the door. "Alright so, we shall set sail towards the cafeteria! ... Oh right, where was it?" She asked, taking three steps out of the room, looking around the corridor.

"Since its a cafeteria, it SHOULD be on the ground floor... I think.. Well, following the logic, atleast. Because.. Cafeterias are like.. Places for people to get fat, and they shouldn't be on higher floors overwise.. I don' t know, 'boom' could happen!" Bill said, giving it quite a bit of thought.

"Pffff ha ha!"

The boy burst into a small fit of giggles. "Really? Boom? Well that could happen, oh and yeah, I always act like this. Around the guys, at least, but I'm starting to get used to talking to you, so expect me to be a little off my rocker!"

Elliot grinned and ran towards her, landing next to her in a cat-like position. "Alrighty. This way!" He got up and began walking down the hall towards the stairs, and before he got to the first step, he tripped and fell down them.

"Ow!" He groaned, laughing afterwards. "I'm okay! But that hurt, man."

Bill smiled. "I'm glad you're used to me, atleast I don't freak you out." She nodded, patting his head gently. "Gosh, I'm so tiny. I gotta' stop being tiny. Thats not cool." She muttered and followed him.

She seemed rather distracted at first, but let out a small gasp as he tripped and fell down. "A..-Are you sure you're okay?" She quickly ran up to him. "You know that falling can provoke an earthquake or a ... slice of antarctica to fall down into the sea?" She said almost sarcastically, offering her hand to help him up. "Falling is very dangerous and can provoke natural disasters, and it is scientifically proven by... Me."

Bill nodded slowly, making a teacher face and pretending to have a blackboard behind her. "You see, if one million people fall at the same time, they make cause an earthquake. However, a small earthquake, because one million people can hardly even be concidered a large amount, since there are over two billion people in this world.... Oh screw this."

"Screw it all!"

He shrieked, a bit too loudly, and he got a couple of looks in the hall. "Screw facts," the boy grinned. "Actually, screw school. I don't really like classes anyways."

Elliot shrugged, grinning as he took her hand and got up. "I always thought there was infinity people in this world."

The French boy cursed in French under his breath, chuckling a little bit, though his bones throbbed and protested as he got up. "If I just stretch a bit, I'll be fine."

The boy leaned forward, stretching his arms, and then leaned backwards, doing a slow backflip as he stretched his legs, arms, etc. His bones became accustomed to the movement, and soon, stopped hurting.

"There we go," he said happily as he landed on his feet. "The cafeteria is up head, ma'am!" Elliot exaggerated, smiling as he raced forward and stumbled through the doors, though he caught himself, and kept the door open for Bill.

"Girls firstttt."

"can falling really do that?" Aoiro asked from below them.

He too had fallen, but his more as a result of Elliot's falling. Currently he was sitting on the steps below them in an odd postion. It was clear he hadn't moved after falling, and his eyes sparkled as he spoke possibly from tears that he may have cried as he fell. He stared up at them blinking then smiled, and pushed himself up

"Ohai there are you new?" He directed towards Bill. He liked her hair color it was like his but not as bright. He glanced over to the one who knocked him down. He already knew him he was in Karuko's class maybe this girl was too.

He smiled sweetly waiting for an answer.

Bill laughed as she watched him stretch. 'Wow... He's really flexible..' She muttered silently to herself, then just smiled faintly. She looked at the other people in the hall, slightly staring them down. They turned away, Bill sighed. Then she looked at the boy which had seem to fall too. "Oh hi there! I'm Bill, and yes, I'm quite new! And you are? Actually screw that, come with us to the cafeteria!"

She blinked as Elliot dashed forward and kept the door open for her. She giggled "Being a gentleman are you?", she asked in a rather sarcastic voice, then made a lady-walk into the cafeteria, and ran up to the vending machine, looking through the chocolate bars that were there. "Even though mint is my favourite type of candy, I feel like i want some chocolate." She said, tapping her finger on the display glass.

Elliot blinked, looking at the boy he crushed, and then watched the girl walk through the door. Once she was in, he raced towards the boy. "Did I hurt you? I didn't even feel you under me, dude. I'm sorry if I hurt you! AHH!"

He screamed suddenly. "No no no your eyes are sparkly! Are you going to cry? Please don't cry, man! You kind of look like a little kid, and I don't like seeing little kids cry, dude! Not that I'm saying you are! I just don't like seeing little people cry, er, people littler than me, er..uh..I don't know how to word it, man! Just don't cry little dude!"

Having a small freak out, he flailed his sleeved hands in futile attempts of apologizing, frantically trying to prevent the male from crying, he looked so..fragile. Delicate? Like a little kid.

"I don't like seeing little dudes crying.." he whined, almost puppy-like, as he turned his gaze for a brief second to watch Bill get chocolate, then shift back to the boy.

(( Whats happened im lost XXD

(they're heading to the caferteria for an event)

Aoiro stared speechless at Elliot. Blinking consistently. He seemed really upset, and Aoiro didn't know what to do. glancing around a few times he finnaly settled his gaze on Elliot again.

"No really I'm fine" he proved this statement by getting up brushing himself off and giving Elliot a huge smile.
"Are you going to the event?" he added trying to be casual still smiling

"I'm eager to meet the new students"

He glanced behind Elliot at the girl by the machine. Then back at Elliot.

(Actually its in the gym... xD But yeah.. Events are cool B|)

Bill walked back to the two with a pocky box. She looked at Aoiro, he was almost her size, except she was a bit taller. She blinked and extended the pocky box towards him. "Want some?" She asked, smiling brightly, then she looked at Elliot. "You can take some too if you want." She nodded.

"Anyway, whats up with this event? Sounds cool." She nodded slowly, nomming her pocky as she looked up at the cieling lights, which were about to go out. "Pcht. Haunted house games." She muttered silently to herself.

Michael looked at them back and forth as they answered each others question.He suddenly walked into the gym and grabbed a quick Gatorade and sat down in a silent thinking about home where his dog was probrably chillin in the sun and his parents,Work is important as they used to say but he quickly turned his headphones on and hummed to the beat. "Soomeul gotdo chatdi mothae nanuen piharyeogo". He opened out his journal and wrote on a peice of paper about his next class assignment.

"Hmmh,what to do, what to do". He looked over at Bill and the others and got up and walked torwards them." Hey guys do you know what this event thingy is or what its for,the guy who planned this must really be a casual/dumball for putting up all this stuff for us".

Michael looked forward as he drunk some of his drink.