My Love

Prologue

"April! Come on! I don't want to wait for you!"

Clover. A sweet innocent girl, always quiet (in most cases) with her blank expression. She acts more different around me though. I don't know what is it that she sees in me.

I had my school uniform on, though it wasn't the girl uniform. I had the boy uniform on instead. Those nasty short and long skirts just wanting to get picked up by that drafty wind on the days of when it rains and snows. How can most girls deal with it. The men just walking right behind them and then, out of nowhere, a large wind blows up their skirts, showing pink and white panties, giving those perverted men one hell of a nose bleed.

Jeez, thanks a lot wind. The boy's uniform was more comfortable for me. it had long pants, and that was all I needed.

I was walking through a long corridor with many students, I have overheard one. "Did you hear about the new transfer student?"

"Yeah! I heard she was from Japan!" Japan? Why would someone from Japan want to transfer at a school like this?

"Someone said she has a crush on someone in our school..." Another student, a shy one, came up into the conversation.

"Really? Do you know who it is?" One of the girls replied back.

"They said it was someone from class 2-E..." Class 2-E... I'm in that class... Why would she have a crush with anyone in that class? Everyone in there sucks. Not the nice type of class to be in, I've known from experience. "Wait. It's she going to be in that class when she gets here?" "Yeah, this is a good time in which she can get to know her crush a lot more...!"

Oh great. She's going to join the bad group. Joy. "Hey April!" I cocked my head up. One of the girls called to me. "Aren't you in that class yourself?" "Yeah? Problem?" The shy girl cut into the conversation, like she always does. "Do you know anyone in which would be the most attractive in there...?" "No." My answer was plain and simple. No one in the classroom was attractive in any type of way possible.

The shy girl gave a disappointed face "Oh... I see..." "I know for a fact that everyone in that class are worth nothing to a charitable heart. Maybe the guy was lying to you to give out a rumor in which the girl would be hurt by, so don't go running around with a statement in which has something to do with someone. If you want to learn the truth then ask her for yourself, okay?" "Oh... Okay, I will..."

I left the girls with their little chat. I don't want to be in another group EVER again.I walked into my classroom, class 2-E. As always, I sit in my seat, legs on desk, and have a phone pulled out, checking any messages I missed. Someone of the boys from other classes would come over in my classroom just to meet me. I don't really want to have a chat with them. I rather off talk to a wall than with them.

This is a routine that I follow each and everyday. I've gotten tired of it on the first day. Why can't people just mind their own business? I just don't get it.

The bell rang. Everyone got into their seats, and the boys from the other classes left. Finally. They were getting on my nerve anyhow.

Once everyone got seated, the teacher walked in. "Good morning students, I hope you had a wonderful weekend." There were a few murmurs. I heard someone two seats behind me cuss, something about bad timing. The teacher continued her speech "Anyways, we have a new transfer student. Come on in!"

In less than a millisecond, a girl with black fur and beautiful, golden starlight eyes, came into the classroom. Everyone stared at the beautiful girl. Her facial expression was blank. Wait. Is she staring at me?