Sweet Sweets!!!!!!

St. Marie Meets Japan's School of the Arts

I apologize for the grammer!

"OK! We're going to take a trip to St. Marie Academy. We're going to be there for several months, so pack your necessities. We leave tomorrow. Class dismissed." Mr. Hunjun told us. I packed my schoolbooks in my bag, and got up to leave.

"Hey, Sakura-senpai, can you help me?" One of my underclassmen came to me.

"I'm sorry, maybe later. We need to go pack. We leave for several months tomorrow." I told her.

"Hai!" She said, then ran to the dorms. I headed to my dorm room, and put my school bag by the foot of my bed. My roomate, Chelly, came in.

"Sakura, you excited for the trip?" She asked me.

"To be honest, yes. I'm a little nervous though." I replied, packing my belongings. We talked no more, and pretty soon, we were both packed. I wore my uniform, a plaid skirt and a black button up shirt. I changed, and put my uniform in one of my various bags.

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The next day arrived, and we were by the busses.

"Younger students, find an older student to partner with. When you have, load on a bus." Many students came to me, but one caught my eye. I walked to her, and asked if she had a partner.

"No, I don't." She looked at me, and gasped.

"President!"

"Don't worry about me. I'm Sakura, but call me Sakura, please. What's your name?" I grabbed her hand, and headed toward the bus closest to me.

"I'm Haruka. So, Sakura senpai, why did you choose me?" She asked.

"That's my secret." I said.

Several hours later, we were at Japan's branch of St. Marie Academy. We unloaded, and followed a strange man. He led the boys to a different place than us, and an older woman led us girls to the girls dorm. We all wore our uniforms, so when we went in, there were two completely different uniforms. Haruka clung to me, and I talked to the girls. Mr. Temonta, our headmaster, told me I was in charge of the girls.

"My name is Sakura Evergreen, student body president of Japan's school of the arts. Please be kind to us until Christmas, then we leave." I smiled, and all the girls in there clapped.

"Let's have a get to know each other, and we can all be friends!" We stayed up late, and luckily, the girls shared their rooms with us.

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The next day, we all went to the classes scheduled to us. I went to every class, considering I specialize in many arts. Pretty soon, I went to the cooking class. The teacher assigned me to group A, whatever that meant. We all got to make whatever, so I made something I created, what I call the 'Deja Voi Dream'. 'Deja Voi Dream' is a coconut-pinapple doughnut that had crushed hazenut paste. I made my main doughnut, and put four in the oven. I started making the icing by crushing pinapple, and draining the coconut milk into a bowl. While the two were sitting for a minute, I checked on the sugar that was boiling, and poured the two fruits in the boiling natural sugar. I started making the paste. I crushed hazelnuts where there was a powder, and a few chunks, and got out cream that I had skimmed from fresh cow milk. I mixed the two, adding some vanilla extract. I checked on my pastries, probably another 5 minutes. I heard that no one was working, and saw that everyone was staring at me.

"Don't pay attention to me, pay attention to your work." I said, irritated. I turned off the heat on my syrup, and let it cool. I took some out, and dribbled it on a frozen platter with snow in it. It made perfect circles, and put that in the freezer. I took my pastries out, and set them on the counter. I got out my cream filler, and filled it with my hazelnut cream. I put in in one pastry. Then I dribbled some syrup on it, being careful to drench the middle just enough where the cream in the middle and the syrup would mix a little, giving it a small hint of a tropical island. I did the same with the other three. I took my little pieces of solidified syrup and decorated the platter I was showing on. I took some rasberry syrup and added it to my decoration.

"Complete." Everyone gasped. The teacher came over and tried it.

"It tastes like your on a tropical island! It tastes like Deja Voi!" She smiled.

"It's called the Deja Voi Doughnut. It's one of my original recipies. I'm glad you enjoy it!" I smiled.

"Now I can see why you're the class president. You're exellent at everything!" A green- haired boy came to me.

"Who are you?" I asked politely.

"My name is Hanabusa, part of the A-group. Pleased to meet you, and welcome to St. Marie Academy!"

And done! So, I'm sorry about the grammer, I will come back and fix it! Thankies!!!