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Miki La duke is A junior here at the Shinto academy.
It was lunch time when a group of girls came by and "slipped" and spilled juice all over her new white T-shirt, her mother just made for her new uniform..."Oh, I am SO sorry" The girl said and walked away with her friends...Ugh..great way to start off the week. Miki thought...She got up, threw her lunch away and headed to the front office where she wil be made to wear a goofy sweater for the rest of the day...wow, it smell like cat vomit in here...weird.

Sula watched the whole thing from a distance. God. She hated the preps. They got everything they wanted; money, food, stalkers, hot jocks, and admirers. Why did they have to pick on other people just to get more stuff? Sula kicked the wall hard. She winced in pain, and a few girls laughed, tossing their bleached-blonde hair, showing off their white teeth. Sula scowled at them, and tied her own dishwater brown hair into a sloppy ponytail. Sula sighed and walked over to the Outcasts table to find someone to talk to.

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[[ YES! ]] On her way to the office she saw someone she never saw before.."You knew?" Miki asked She looked like she would be cool....But who knows...She decided to sit next to the new face.." I am Miki La duke" She held out her hand to great the new girl.

Sula looked at the girl for a second, then shook her hand. "I'm Sula Greene. You new here?" she asked. She took out her lunch casually and started munching on her sandwich.

"Nah..." She said and sat next to the girl "you?" She asked

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However strange it was, Dorian rather liked school. It got him out of the house, and allowed him to have at least somewhat intelligent conversations with peers. What was more, this school was far better than the last one his father had put him in. It seemed the man had given up largely on the idea of Dorian taking over the older man’s medical practice. But lunch time had always been hard. Dorian had never gotten on well with his peers, either because they didn’t care to converse with him, or because of nasty rumors that he had been the victim of a mental breakdown the year previous, which was why the boy had changed schools.
It wasn’t, of course, too long before he could be free of this sort of thing. Senior year only lasted a year, after all, and college would mean an escape from his home life as well as this school. The young man frowned, watching as conflict between the two young women unfolded before the entire school yard. He personally thought that the girl now wearing the standard sweater had done nothing to deserve a strategic juice box to the shirt. But then again, he supposed he wasn’t one to judge. It simply wasn’t his place.
Yet a brunette young woman who introduced herself as Sula was soon sitting at the same table as him, and the young woman who had been the recipient of the juice was introduced as Miki. They spoke, clearly having never noticed each other before. Dorian had noticed Sula before, but had spoken maybe two words to her.
“I have an extra uniform shirt in my locker.” He offered after a moment, looking towards Miki. “If you wanted to borrow it.” Dorian added.

Miki was surprised at the young boy who spoke to her..."Oh me? well...um..if you don't mind..." She has never seen this boy before....was he knew?...There were alot of new kids this year....I wonder why.. " I am Victoria...well, Miki for short" She said the the boy. He looked rather strange...like a really smart kid...or a freak...stop judging....you just got juice spilled over you and now your judging??? Miki felt terrible for her thoughts...

"Oh, it's really no trouble. I doubt it will fit properly; you're a good deal smaller than I." Dorian spoke, his lips curling into somewhat of a smile. In truth, displays of emotion towards strangers were rare. At least emotion directed towards a stranger. He had always been a little conservative in his persona he portrayed towards others, if only because he didn't want to have to deal with jests and immature jokes at his own expense. After all, sensitive didn't seem to cut it for men in society, or so his father had always told him.
He stood, leaving his textbooks and other paraphernalia on either sides of his seat. "I'll be right back then." Dorian explained, taking one or two steps backwards while still facing the two girls before turning and making his way into the school.
It was several minutes before he returned. He presented the shirt to Miki without trepidation, returning to his seat shortly after she had accepted it. It was boring and ordinary; a simple pressed white shirt, collar and long sleeves. He supposed there was no way to pump personality into a uniform, but he sort of wished there had been a way.
"I hope everything's alright with it..."

"Yes, um this is fine thank you very much" Miki smiled at the boy "I never caught your name...?" She said heading to the girls room "wait--Ill be right back" Miki went into the girls room took off her juice stained uniform shirt and put on the overly sized male shirt..well...this is huge...I will definitely get laughed out now...oh well... She came back to where the boy was "Sorry..." She blushed "Oh yeah your name..?" Miki blushed.

Ava sat at her table and watched as the cackling blondes sat down next to her. They were telling tales of the multiple people they had 'run into' on their way to the caffeteria. Poor frakes never got a break. She even notice when they spilled juice on a girls uniform preciously. Ava twirled her ebony locks on her tiny index finger. It was the beginning of her junior year and she still had a ways to go before she could finally leave this hell hole and enjoy the independence of college life. Ava was getting sick of the squeaky voiced teens next to her and shot up out of her seat.

She walked past a the table of geeks and whispered, "So pathetic." She walked to her locker and pulled out a small bottle of liquor and downed it quickly. It was the only thing that kept her sane in this smal building. Ava thought back to what she said to the misfits. They were pathetic in her eyes. Constantly taking beatings from the rich and the spoiled. Not like she was innocent as well but what even happened to 'Revenge of the Nerds'?

Dorian had opened his mouth to answer Miki, but she had quickly mentioned that she was going off to change. He nodded slightly, wondering to himself why he had even done this. It was so much easier to be ignored than it was to be social. Besides, it was much more awkward to be sitting alone after talking to someone that it was to be alone and silent. Silence, in Dorian's opinion, was always better than talking to people. It was easier.

Miki returned, wearing his shirt and asking for his name again. "Dorian." He offered, attention else where. He had been unable to catch exactly what the dark haired girl passing by had said, but it had been loud enough that he had known she said something. He supposed it wasn't directed towards him, even if it had been about him, or one of the girls. He turned backed to Miki. "I'm glad it's not to big..."

Miki heard what the girl said..."wow...today just gets better and better ..." Miki fought back tears..."well Dorian...Nice to meet you...do you care to join me on a walk?" Miki stood up, she was planning on ditching this shit whole. She headed for the doors.."well?" Dorian probably had no idea what she was doing..he seemed to be the quite strong shy type..no matter..she wanted company...

Yuni walked in she saw everyone looking at her. she pushes her glasses up and ask the teacher where does she sit The teacher said " at the back" she look at everyone then walked to the back

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Ava grabbed a few of her beloongings from her locker and began to head to her next class. Thoughts of skipping faded in and out she reached her Biology class. She sat in the middle where she was surrounded by jocks. One of them currently being her meat headed boyfriend. With a quick of the cheek and a round of whisltes from the guys she took her seat and actually paid attention to what the teacher was saying. There was no way she was going to the school of her parent's choice. And in order to get what she wanted she needed a scholarship and needed to excel acdemically. Biology was easy for her, but Math was her Achille's heal. Which was why she was currently attempting to finish her homework. Maybe she could get a tutor?

Yuni watch the girl closely as she walked in she felt as someone was waiting for her or something weird is going to happen. Yuni went to her seat at the end then she just glance at the teacher boredly

Whatever the other girl had said, Dorian doubted it was deserving of the tears in Miki's eyes. It was, after all, only words. It wasn't as though the opinions of others meant anything; you really couldn't listen to what others thought of you. But it was clear that Miki sought the social acceptance of her peers, and Dorian felt a bit bad for her.

"Well, how long do we have until this period ends?" He asked, slowly gathering his books together. Something told him that Miki's walk was not a two-way trip, and he began to wonder just what would happen if he were to skip a class. Nothing good, he imagined.

"Were not coming back" Miki said "Well, I suppose you can if you want but Im not..." Miki felt sorta bad dragging him into this...as they left the school grounds...she stopped and turned to Him "Look, I know this isent your problem, so if you want you can go back to class..." Miki said, Hoping he wouldn't but understood if he did, after all it was not his concern.

Not coming back? Why on earth would they not come back? It wasn't as though the nurse had allowed them to leave because of illness. Dorian wasn't even sure what had propelled him forward towards the edge of the school grounds; it was as though he wasn't in control of his actions. She stopped and told him he could return to class if he wished.

However, Dorian could tell she didn't want him to. For whatever reason, it seemed this girl wanted to spend time with him. And although he didn't want to spend time with her, he felt badly for her. He supposed she was the sort of person that wanted friends but didn't have them. Maybe offering her his shirt had been a mistake; she clearly took that to mean he wanted to cultivate a deep and loving friendship with her.

Dorian disliked having close relationships with most people. He found it too nerve wracking to have others close. He had been far too close to several people over the course of the last year, and no one outside would really understand. But she seemed rather lonely and he felt bad. He remembered when he had actually cared about social interactions. Besides, his father would only be furious for a short time.

"Where are we going anyway?" He asked.

Katie sat down in the lunchroom,not grabbing anything to eat..most of the cafeteria food was nasty anyways.She brushed back her black bangs,feeling her straight black hair.She was tall and slim but still not taller then most guys,her eyes were a tealish green and she was wearing a blue and white zebra shirt and a hoodie with Jack on it from the nightmare before christmas.Her shoes were just plain black shoes that looked like ballet sheos with a bow on top.She looked down at her drawing book,scraping in lines with her pencil for her drawing.

"Um I dont know, anywhere but here I guess."
The walked for awhile until reaching a deserted park...Miki sat down "I hate people! Why do they think They have the right to judge other and pick on others its bullshit, excuse my french" Miki said

"Ugh, Look I am sorry...I.." She was at a loss of words. " I hate pity, so if you came cause you feel bad for me then just go ..." Miki hated it when people thought of her as that "Poor little girl who has no friends"
She paced " I mean I dont need pity right now just thought it would be nice if someone cared, but alas I am always wrong, Sorry for dragging you out here." Miki looked away she was overwhelmed....

"..."

Dorian frowned as Miki spoke. She didn't seem able to sit or stand still, and her emotions seemed to be all over the place. He sighed; he supposed it hadn't been very fair to her. Miki had been nice to him so far; he had no reason to be as distant and jerkish as he had been.

"I'm sorry." He murmured "Listen, I didn't mean to upset you." Dorian continued, taking a step towards her. "I'm a bit of a jackass sometimes. Or, so my therapist tells me." Realizing what he had just said, he frowned slightly. "Sorry." He added.

"No..its OK..this is my fault...maybe If I wasn't such a loser..." She sighed "Maybe I would have friends.."
She sat down " I know its not fair to be moping around like this, I should juts deal with it..But...its hard..."
Miki looked at Dorian "Ugh..." She smiled and started laughing "God, I feel so typical!" She stood up still laughing " I know this is ...sudden and you probably think I a total physco, but what are you doing after school? er, well I guess that would be now...."

Miki walked a bit ..."So um..Sorry I really suck at meeting new people."

"Well of course it's hard for you to deal with." Dorian said quietly. He wasn't the sort of person, he thought to himself, that should be giving emotional advice. Certainly not after the past year, anyway. Suddenly she was laughing, and Dorian couldn't help but smile slightly, running his fingers nervously through his dark hair. She was psychotic?

"Believe me, I've met people far more psychotic than you." He said, his smile growing a bit wider. "I...uh...I suppose I'm not doing anything really." Dorian said, shrugging. "What are you doing...uh..Miki?" He asked, taking a moment to try and remember her name.

"Yeah, Or Victoria" She shrugged "Thats my real name...My friends..er Should I say family call me" Miki" Not sure I like it" She laughed again. "Well, if ya wanna hang out...or not..." She blushed still giggling a bit. "Oh, and I am not doing anything really..."