This is my 1st fanfic, so I'm sorry if it's bad. :D
So, this is Cross Academy. It is bigger than I thought, and fancier-looking. But I must think about the issue at hand, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS THE HEADMASTERS OFFICE! I have been looking for ages, and why isn't there anyone about? Oh wait, correction, I found someone, some older guy in a hat with one eye covered up.
"Dude, where is the headmasters office?"
"That's not how you address someone" he said bluntly
"Ohh, soz" I cleared my throat, "Excuse me, Mr Dude, where might I find the headmasters office?"
He pointed to the closest building, "It's at the end of the hall in that building, and has a sign on it that says 'Headmaster', if you still can't find it, maybe you need an eye check" hmmmm, he didn't sound very pleased, I DID call him 'Mr'.
"Okey Dokey, Mr Dude, faaaaaanks" I said happily as I ran as quickly as i could into the building (well, as fast as a 17 year-old can run while holding two MEGA-LARGE suitcases)
I finally found the office (YAY) and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" someone sang
I entered the office and saw a guy about the same age as the dude in that hat that gave me directions. He was sitting at his desk so all I saw was his green shawl, glasses and blonde ponytail.
"Ahh, you must be Irami Hitsugaya. Welcome to Cross Academy!"
Wow, he's so nice! I don't know why I did it, but I ran over to him and hugged the crap out of him, a few seconds later I pulled away.
"Thanks, it nice to see enthusiasm"
There was a knock at the door, and a guy about my age came in, his hair was silver, he had lavender eyes, some piercings and a tattoo on his neck.
"Ahh, Zero. You're finally here, I would like to introduce you to Irami Hitsugaya, as of today, she is my new adopted daughter"
"What?" Zero snarled "Why did you adopt her, are you out of your mind? It's barely been a month since Yuuki left and you already have a replacement?"
"And you!" this time it was aimed at me "Don't you ever think that we could be friends" Zero slammed out of the office. After I got over the initial shock, I ran over to the door and yelled at the retreating figure,
I tore off my shoe and threw it at him, at last all those years of baseball have proven useful, because my aim was good and the shoe hit the back off his head.
He spun around and glared at me,
"HEY! Why the hell did you do that?"
I didn't reply, I slammed the door to the headmasters office
"So, Headmaster, who was he?"
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