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                                                                Night One

         “Hey, don’t push!” Yuki Cross, a member in the disciplinary committee and also my best friend, tried pushing back the swarm of girls. “Alright, everyone. Step back!” She demanded in soft but firm voice. It was twilight in front of the Moon Dormitory,

          Cross Academy, a distinguished boarding school, is attended by two groups of students: The Day class and the Night class. The Day class and Night class share the same building for the instruction and classes and there’s always a bit of chaos in the evening when the Night class comes out of their dorm to attend class.

        “UNGH!” Yuki had her back the swarm of Day class girls shoving them as far back as possible. I stood on the large twenty five foot stone wall in front of Yuki and the Day Class girls, watching with an amused expression.

         The constant loud squeals, protest, and jeers from the Day class girls were beginning to get on my nerves which is saying something since I usually don’t get riled up quickly. “Vanie, a little help!” Yuki cried out with her big old brown eyes pleading up at me.

         I was the second resort when she couldn’t keep the girls under control long enough until the Night class came out for their classes. I let out a chuckle before jumping down swiftly from the wall and made my way to where Yuki was struggling to keep control.

        It would be less then a minute before the Night class would come out. I cleared my throat, “Alright, bitches!” I said with a loud voice holding much more authority then Yuki’s, “Get your asses in a single file line before I have Valentine’s Day canceled!”

       Like that I heard them ‘Awwing’ and protesting before the Day class girls formed single file line on both sides of the pathway. Yuki and I let out sighs of relief when we heard a distinctive, KLINK!

      The day class girls let out an unison of squeals, “The gate!” I heard one girl squeal while another said, “Look!”

      I rolled my eyes but grinned at Yuki as we kept in front of the single lines making sure the girls were in control.

      The Day class make such a fuss every evening because the Night class is an elite group of students and they are all extremely beautiful. The large wooden gate doors creaked open revealing the dozens of faces of the Night class students. Each one held so much beauty it should be against the law. They held so much elegance and class but there was something off about the Night class. The look in their eyes, no matter what emotion they were portraying, the dark gleam in their eyes would always send chills up your spine.

                         Or that’s what Yuki first told me on our first day of school last year.

     They wore white uniforms that were exactly like ours but they were white and ours were black. The shirts were white for both male and female. Jackets (Male and female), vests (Male), pants (Male), Skirts (female) are entirely black for Day class and white for Night class.

                                              The lines are light grey for both uniforms.

      Neckties (Male) and ribbons (female) are cardinal red. Pants (Male) cuffs were about cm wide. Skirts (Female) were to be at least cm longer then the bottom of the jacket. Socks were only black. Shoes were sepia-colored, school-specified ones.

      Buttons and school badges were pure silver while our snap buff buttons were silver roses.

      Back to reality, as the elite group of Night class students began walking to their classes’ one named Aido Hanbusa or nicknamed Idol walked in front with big bright baby blue eyes and sexily styled light blonde hair that stuck up in all directions but pointed back cheerfully said, “Good morning, girls!” A huge cute smile on his extremely handsome young face, “You’re all so lively and cute today!”

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