Being the new student isn't easy, especially when it's in Japan. You see my dad is a well known business man and my mom a clothing designers, mom wanted to expand her stores so we packed up and moved to Japan. I don't mind though, in fact I've always wanted to go to Japan so I'm quite happy about the move... well... for the most part. Dad made me go to a private school this time, fully equipped with hideous uniforms for girls. I can't believe they make the girls wear these ugly puffy yellow dresses. They wont get me in one, I burned the ones they sent me.
I used to go to public school, despite being rich. Mom and dad thought it would be better if I grew up like a normal person that way I wouldn't take advantage of everything.. I never got what I wanted when I wanted it, I was never a spoiled brat.
After stopping by the office and talking to the principal about my issues with the uniforms I was on my way to class with a note stating that I was excused for being late and a promise that I can wear the boys uniform at the start of next week.
I quickly found class 1-A, (A/N That's the one Haruhi is in right? I can't remember and I'm to lazy to look it up :P) and just shoved the door open and walked in. There was a collective gasp as they saw what I was wearing almost like it was a scandal, which to them it probably was. I was dressed in a read and black plad skirt with black ripped leggings, a shirt that had almost no back to it and was hanging off my right shoulder with the union jack flag on it, a pair of ankle boot heels, my brunette hair was pulled up into spiky pigtails, and my emerald green eyes were rimmed darkly with black eyeliner.
"Excuse me, what are you wearing? And why you are disturbing my class." The teacher said to me. I looked over at him and gave him the note. "Oh I see you're the new student we've been waiting for. But why aren't you wearing your uniform?"
"Because I don't wear ugly clothing." I said bluntly. I crossed my arms and looked at the teacher.
He just waved at me. "Introduce yourself then take a seat by the window."
"My name is Amelia Kirkland, I am from England. Questions?" I stated. A few hands shot up at my question.
"How are you so good at Japanese?" "Why are you dressed like that?" "Are you a vampire?" Were some of the questions.
"I'm good a Japanese because one of my uncles is from Japan, I know a few more languages. I'm dressed like this because I don't wear ugly clothes, I already said that. And no, I am not a vampire." With that I walked to my seat by the window, pulled out my book and started reading for the rest of class. Before I knew it the bell had gone for lunch and I was looking for a spot to sit and quietly read my book while eating. I walked around for a few minutes before finding a corner at sit in. I had been so absorbed in my book that I hadn't noticed the people in front of me until they grabbed my book.
"Hey! Give that back!" I hollered at the pair of boys.
"We will-" The first red head said
"When we find out what you're doing here." The second one finished.
"Fine, I'm sitting here reading while I eat my nachos." I said while holding my hand out for my book.
"So you're from England." The second red head stated while the other one read a few pages of my book.
"Yes, how did you know?"
"We're in the same class as you." They said together with a duh tone.
"Ok.." I said thinking back trying to remember seeing them in the room. "Now that you mention it I do remember seeing you two. What's your names anyway?"
"Hikaru Hitachiin." The first one said.
"Karou Hitachiin." The second one said.
"Nice to meet you, now Hikaru, can I have my book back?!" I questioned a little loudly.
