First Day

[Lasia Able]

Yuki walked into the school a book in her hands. She flipped through the pages, subconsciously weaving through the crowd. No one seemed to really notice her which was fine with her. She was not really much of a people person anyways.

She reached her locker and entered in the combination her eyes till on he book.

[John]

John was still getting over the new information that Mr. Zack Asiv was dead. It was almost impossible in his mind. Asiv was a good fighter, it must of been a hellish battle to bring him down. John went to his locker and dialed the number, catching a white can with no label as it fell out. Placing it back he checked over his things and turned around closing it. Next to him a girl was reading a book at her locker, that was odd, I guess with Asiv gone the whole private area for the S.H.C.P's lockers rule was gone.

"Must be new."

He spoke to no one inparticuler, because speaking directly to her would probably interupt her reading, he was just curiouse, lately you didn't see new faces at 259, it was becoming one of those overly violant schools no one sent their kids to.

[Lasia Able]

Yuki closed her locker and looked at the crowd her eyes narrowing. She tucked the book under her arm and began to dash through thew crowd at a high speed ducking and weaving through the students with ease. She arrived at the end of the crowd and looked around relizing something. "I have no idea where I'm going.."

[John]

You know how this was becoming one of those overly violant schools? Well John was one of the reasons. He wasn't sure why she ran off like that, maybe it was some kind of game, but John liked to play. Though he didn't do the whole duck and weeve thing, he jumped up and across some shoulders before leaping to the other side of the crowed once he was frustrated with trying to get past people.

"Geeze, your not easy to follow."

He said alittle out fo breath, he could feel his still broken ribs.

[Lasia Able]

Yuki blinked a few times looking at the boy whom had followed her. He's fast no..he's just strong enough to make his own path through those people. Her eyes looked at him calculating. He looks like a fighter and why was he following me. Yuki took a few steps back ready to dash off again if need be. She could move far faster than most people who tried to chase her. "Why were you following me?"

[John]

"What?.... I was bored. I'm also wondering if your new."

He wasn't really one to talk to new kids, but she seemed interesting. And if she was that fast, he wondered how good she was in a fight. A half smile appeared on his face as he thought about a nice spar. Though his ribs would most likely hinder most of his movements. Freaking Enforcer Captain.... Punched too hard.

[Lasia Able]

Yuki kept her calculating eyes on the boy keeping wary. She had already mapped a route of escape in case he wanted to fight her. She was not really confidant in her strength and power. Her only real redeeming factor was her speed after all. "I'm..new here you are correct." She backed up another pace.

[John]

John's eye brow twitched when she took that little step back. His red eyes watching carefully. Seemed she may be nervous, or heard about this school. That was good, but John was always wanting to fight, injured or not, and this girl looked about ready to get her rear end gone before anyone could blink. John shrugged, but his right arm didn't move that far from his body as his ribs where still messed up.

"Well since your new and all that, I have an idea."

John pointed out of a near by window to the water fountin in the middle of the courtyard.

"I'll race you to the water fountin. If I win we spar, if you win, I'll leave you alone."

John moved to get beside her so the start off would be fair. Once there he would stand normally just to see if she would accept.

"So what do you say?"

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah walked up to the school, her wrench rattling the chain-link fences as she walked past. She was humming a light tune under her breath, Silverstein, to be noted. Coming up to the threshold, she sighed, pocketing the steel tool in its usual place; her back pocket, and adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag. Ah well, new school new start. The raven haired girl tried to think optimistically as she entered the school. She cocked an eyebrow as she got a veiw of the students, none of which she knew. "Joy of joys.." she muttered under her breath. Heaving yet another sigh, she picked up a school map as well as her locker number and combo from the office and began heading towards the lockers, intent on following the map.
"Lesse..." she muttered, poking the numbers as she went by. 203...204...205...206! Here we are~!" She looked down at her combo and back at her lock, murmuring the numbers beneath her breath as she slowly turned the dial. When it didn't open three times after trying, she sighed, crumpling the paper and sticking it in her back pocket. Delilah cracked her knuckles and gave the lock a sharp jab with the side of her fist. The lock popped and the girl smiled. She opened the door and began stuffing her books inside, then began taping her schedule to the inside of her locker.

[Rem]

Rem's first time in an American highschool. How many nights had he spent wide awake, daydreaming about said event. He imagined those blue eyed, blond haired beauties, the all American hamburgers and the greatest thing yet, not needing to wear a uniform. It was bliss. Or at least that was what he'd dreamed. He walked down the hall, moving a bit edgily in spite of his usual confidence. This was not at all like he'd envisioned it. Well, the girls were indeed beautiful and 'multifaceted' but it was the fundamental things that bothered him. Countless students bustling, running back and forth to get to classes, some lingering just long enough to get in the occasional 'hi/bye' in. The young man had expected it to be less close-knit than the japanese schools, but he was awed, if not a bit intimidated by the fast paced lifestyle.
Shrugging it off, he decided to get down to business. Despite his dream, finding his sister was his number one priority. Staring fixedly a few meters ahead at the gleaming linoleum floor, he counted the paces till he got to his locker. Rem couldn't stand the American's and their want of looking directly into a person's eyes when speaking to them. He wasn't in the least intimidated, it was just a bit strange to him, so he did his best to avoid eye contact for the moment. "207...got it..."
He loathed speaking. His thick Japanese accent dominated, which hampered his communication skills, despite knowing and having a great command of the english language. He got whatever he needed from his locker and turned to walk away, bumping heavily into someone as he did. "I'm sorry..." He muttered as he crouched to pick up his things, which had scattered in the collision.

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah stood still for a moment after this new boy had bumped into her. Her muscles flexed a little out of reaction, but she forced herself to calm, It's your first day, no sense in getting into a fight yet. She thought. Delilah sighed, bending with him to pick up a few of his things. "No problem." she said airly straightening and holding the boys books out for him to take. Her eyebrows raised a little. That explains the little bit of accent she said to herself lightly, noting the boy's hair and obvious nationality. He was short, but looked around her age. "Careful. This school's crowded."

[Rem]

"Thank you...I shall...keep that in mind." Smiling, Rem gave the girl a look of appreciation. He'd taken good notice of her initial reaction to their contact. Her body had unconsciously gone into a state of readiness. She was a fighter too?
This was one of the only things that made this institution similar to his high school in Japan. They were both violent when needed to be.
Still, he could just be over-analysing the situation. Maybe the girl was just worried that he may have been a pervert, trying to sneak a grope in. After all she was a pretty face, and a pretty body, and a really nice ass... and long..legs...
He found himself blushing rather than smiling and had been unintentionally staring at her with this look on his face without even realizing it.

[Delilah A. Black]

"No problem." she repeated, flipping a lock of hair over her shoulder and hitching the strap of her bag again. Her left eyebrow raised a little when she noticed him staring and a smirk couldn't help but creep across her lips. She'd been told before she was pretty, but that was usually by her parents. It was odd to have a boy balantly stare at her. She closed her locker with a bang to startle him. "Done?" Delilah asked in a singsong tone, folding her arms across her chest.

[Rem]

Rem blinked at her when he heard the locker slam. "Errr...no...not yet..." He continued staring for another minute or so before blinking again. "Now...now I'm done." He rose to his feet with a smirk on his face, at full height he only reached her shoulders. Still, he needed to think of something to say fast so that she wouldn't think of him as a pervert. "You're probably told this quite often~" He may as well start his womanizing reputation in America and be over and done with it. "...but you are...extremely beautiful." REAL smooth dumbass, that was the corniest of the corniest! Well, I'll blame that on my limited english vocabulary for the moment...

[Delilah A. Black]

She let out a soft snort of laughter and restrained the heat coming to her cheeks. "Thanks for noticing, short stuff." she said lightly, moving one of her arms from her chest and poking his forehead lightly. Delilah adjusted her pack again. "Class'll be starting soon. Tempted as I am, its best to not be late on the first day." She turned her heel, walking back down the hall. "Later~."
As she walked down the hall, Delilah noticed the rather authoritive looking figure confronting a boy. She blinked and slowed her pace a little watching from the corners of her eyes rather than looking straight at them.