Oh look, it's the sane people

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As the car came to a stop I quickly jumped out and headed towards the door, but they were blocked by a group of girls. Seriously. First day and already I have encountered someone's fan club. Joy.

"Who do you think you are?" One girl yelled. I smirked, flipped my hair over my shoulder and looked at her with the most charming smirk I could muster - I even saw some of the girls give in and some even fainted. That has to be some sort of record.

"I believe I am new to the school sweetie," I said with an innocent smile. She blinked, blushed and started to splutter. I gave another wink to her before walking off to find my class.

Dont get me wrong. I prefer guys to girls but messing with people is a small pastime of mine and I simply couldn't help myself. They just made it too easy.

As I walked, I received stares from girls and guys alike, and one guy even stopped me to chat. He had blond hair with bangs that covered a red eye where as the other was a bright blue. He wore his uniform like I did but his was slightly more out there.

"Hello little Kitten," he chirped trying to be sweet but it was an act much like my own. Interesting.

"Kitten?" I asked curiously. He smiled brightly but it wasn't working so he expanded on the name.

"Because you're so small and cute," he chimed with a smirk. I couldn't help but let out an amused laugh at his guts.

"Sorry to say but you aren't my type. I'm not a fan of blondes," I said with a smirk. He smirked back and I spotted some girls around me look disappointed. I can't say I blame them. The guy in front of me was quite the looker. Although I'm not that bad looking myself. Caramel coloured brown hair and cyan blue eyes with a slight hint of purple in then, along with curves in all the right places, as Quince had once said, and a bad girl demeanour from the way I dress made it hard to be unnoticed.

He looked insulted for a second, before be beamed and motioning for me to follow him. I would have too, but I wasn't as naïve as I looked and simply walked in the opposite direction towards my class.

As I walked in I spotted three familiar faces. One being Riato and the others being Kieto and Breeze. I smiled slowly and made my way over to them. Kieto spotted me first and smirked showing off his sharp canines.

"Well, well look what climbed out of hell tonight," he drawled, drawing Breeze's attention.

"Yo," I smirk, sitting down beside them. But once I was seated I heard a growl. Was there a dog in here or something? Kieto laughed and draped an arm over my shoulder only for it to be ripped off a second after it made contact and I saw Riato holding his arm.

"Hands off," he said with no emotion. I blinked and looked confused as Kieto ripped his arm away with a lot of force that I had to stop it before it hit Breeze.

"You know this creep?" Breeze whispered. I blinked and looked to Riato who looked pisses as something. Why was he so pissed off?

"He isnt creepy...I think," I mumbled. Breeze laughed lightly as I dodged a glomp from Rin and a slap on the head from Quince. Only to be shoved over to Riato by Quince and Breeze.

"So you know a Sakamaki?" Kieto asked me as Riato attempted to make me sit with him. It failed and I stayed where I was. I nodded and saw the blond from before enter the class and walk over to me.

"hello again Kitty-cat!" He cheered. I think I just threw up I my mouth. I cringed slightly and moved farther away from him. what? He is creepy and that's that. There is nothing wrong with him per say, he just seems too, fake.

"That's the creepy one," I told Breeze motioning to the blond weirdo. she looked shocked before telling Quince, Kieto and Rin who all laughed.

"I agree whole heatedly," said Kieto and Quince nodded in agreement.

"Yup definitely a creep," Rin stated and we all looked to Breeze, who staring intently at the blond creepy weirdo guy. Why are all the blonds I meet weird. The girl is crazy, Shu is lazy and this one is creepy. why me? And why does Breeze have a crush on one? I thought she liked red-heads.

"Kitty-cat?" Questioned Kieto quietly. I glared at him and smacked him on the forehead. He yelled out and accused me of abusing his beautiful face, before Quince dragged him to his seat as class started.

Maybe this wouldn't be as bad as I thought would be.

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