Info:

Name: Mika Susuki

Age: 17

Personality: Smart, stubborn and independent

Likes: Math, science, reading, singing, and dancing.

Dislikes: Arrogant people

Looks:

Hair: Red

Skin tone: Tan

Eye color: green

Clothes: School uniform, (Outside school: a black jacket, purple shirt, black shorts, pink tights with holes, and black boot, a purple glove (left) and a pink glove (right), and a chain.)

Chapter 1: Challenge

I was sitting down in my class as the other students started coming in through the door, gossiping.

"Always the same." I thought.

Nothing new or exciting had ever happened at this school, Shibuya High. I was an ordinary junior, and nothing special about me. While everyone gossiped I would always keep to myself and not say anything to anyone. I do have some friends…well if you really want to call them "friends", they only hang out with me to get good grades. It was annoying though I do appreciate the company.

Everyone was now seated. The teacher started writing the math equation on the board. I wrote it down on my paper.

x + y = 11

x - y = 5

Easy, X=4 and Y=7.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Mr. Kurasawa, our math teacher, went to answer it. He opened the door and there stood a boy who looked like a delinquent, like we don't have enough at this school.

"Ah, you must be our new student, Sho Minamimoto, correct?" Mr. Kurasawa asked.

"Correct." The boy said giving off an arrogant smirk.

"Class, please welcome Sho Minamimoto. Sho you may have a seat right over there by Ms. Susuki."

Of course make my life hell.

Minamimoto took his seat right next to me. The teacher then gave him his math book.

"Now everyone get into your groups and work on numbers 1-10, 20-30, and 40-60." Mr. Kurasawa ordered. "Oh, and Sho you will be in Ms. Susuki's group."

Great I already had to deal with the idiots I work with, and now a delinquent.

In my group we had three people, so now we have four. We put our desk together and started introducing ourselves.

"Hi! I'm Makoto Hana!" she said more excitedly than normal.

Makoto is a very small hyperactive girl who likes meeting new men and making them her…man servants…I guess I could put it that way.

"Yo, I'm Kiriama Ichiro."

Ichiro is a jock. He and Makoto used to date but they broke up even though they don't act like it.

"And I'm Susuki Mika." I stated dully.

"It's nice to meet ya, hectopascals." Minamimoto stated.

"What did you just call us?" Ichiro demanded getting frustrated.

"It's just a unit of pressure equal to a millibar." I stated matter-of-factly.

"Well, now I know who the smart one is." Minamimoto smirked.

I rolled my eyes. His smirk grew wider.

"Oh…ok." Ichiro said acting like he understood.

It's not a compliment you moronic idiot.

"C'mon guys let's just get to work. Makoto you do 1-10, Ichiro you got 20-30, I'll get 40-50, Minamimoto you get take on the rest." I ordered.

"SOH-CAH-TOA, I do love a woman in charge." Minamimoto said.

"Whatever." I glared at him. His smirk grew wider. "Get to work, lover boy."

We all started working and it's been only 10 minutes. Minamimoto was already done.

"Done." He stated.

"Done? That's impossible!" Makoto yelled.

"Yeah man." Ichiro agreed.

"Let me see!" I said.

Minamimoto handed me his paper. I looked it over carefully. To my surprise all the answers were right.

"How did you…do this?" I asked.

"I used my brain."

Smartass.

"Whatever."

I gave him his paper back and went back to my own work. When I was done I looked over to see the Minamimoto was sleeping. I don't know why but it pissed me off. I took my book, The Fallen by Thomas E. Sniegoski, and hit him on the head with it.

"Ow, what the hell was that for?" He asked looking slightly angry.

"That was for sleeping." I said.

"Whatever…so are you one of the smartest people in this school?"

Well that was out of the blue.

"I don't know."

"Yeah she's probably the smartest person here. No she is the smartest person here." Ichiro stated.

"Good because I'm looking for a challenge." Minamimoto said arrogantly.

"Good luck." Ichiro commented sarcastically.

"I think Minamimoto-san has a chance!" Makoto argued.

"You only say that because you want to have,"

Ichiro was cut off by Makoto slapping him over his head.

"Anyway, you up for the challenge, red?" Minamimoto taunted.

"Doesn't matter to me because I know I will win."

With that I accepted his challenge.

"Well, we'll see about that."

After he had said that the bell had rung.

This is gonna be an interesting year.