Myuki Matsuda looked up at Van Halen High school. Class was already in session by the time she had arrived. Myuki sucked in a breath and walked into the office.
The Secretary looked up from her computer.
"My name is Myuki Matsuda." She said in a quiet voice.
The Secretary smiled.
"I was wondering when you would show up. Here, let me get your schedule."
Myuki waited patiently as the secretary dug through the stacks of paper on her desk.
"Ah! Here we are!" she handed the paper to Myuki.
"What's your first hour class dear?"
Myuki looked down at her schedule.
First- English II- Room 102- Burns, Allen
Second -Algebra I- Room -104 -Welsh, Carrie
Third- Art I- Room 116- Smith, Tish
Fourth- Anatomy and Philology-Room 106- Head, Love
Fifth-History-Room 218- Arnold, Paul
Seventh-Health-Room 221-Rucker, Juliet
"English." She replied
"Follow me please."
The secretary took Myuki to locker number twelve first.
"This is your locker dear. Unfortunately, your lockermate dropped out so you have it to yourself."
Myuki didn't see how this was a problem, but kept her opinion to herself. The adult stopped in front of room 102.
"Ah! Here it is!" She smiled at Myuki. "If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to come ask me."
The Secretary walked away. Myuki sucked in a deep breath and opened the door. Everyone quieted and looked at her.
"Oh! You must be Myuki." The teacher said although he pronounced her name Me-UCK-ee.
"Hm? Oh, I'm sorry! I'm not good with foreign names…My name is Allen Burns." He said with a smile. "I'll English be teaching you."
The class started laughing.
The young teacher blushed.
"I mean, I'll be teaching you English. Grab a seat."
Allen Burns turned back to the whiteboard.
Myuki looked around. There was one empty desk in the back of the room. The desk was next to a teenage boy with green hair.
"Hi. I'm Myuki." She said sitting down next to him.
He didn't even glance at her.
"Open your books to page 227…Oh, Alexandra can you past this back to Myuki."
Myuki sighed as she received her textbook. At least sitting next to him she wouldn't be distracted.
There was a knock at the door.
The teacher walked over. He sighed and opened it.
A girl with long curly pink and blonde hair walked in yawning.
She handed him a slip before taking a seat.
"That's the third time this week."
Pinky shrugged and opened her book.
Erin Hale paced her apartment. She had put an AD in the paper about looking for a roommate. Ten people had called. She had chatted with them and told them about herself. After that, no one wanted to live with her.
It's not like she could help the fact that she was a lesbian.
Erin stopped pacing and looked at the ceiling.
Maybe, she should just move back to her grandmother's home.
She shuddered. No. That was not an option. She would get another job if she had to.
A knock at the door, interrupted Erin's thoughts. Perplexed, she opened the door. A hooded figure stood there. "You here about the room?" Erin asked in surprise.
The hooded figure nodded.
Erin stepped aside to let the stranger through.
And so it begins! I have this story all finished, but I have to type it before I can post it. Check out my Deviantart account to see what the characters look like! (Winters-Butterfly) Note~ not all drawings are by me.