Aoi sat down at his new desk and proceeded to set up his laptop
and minidisk player. Aoi could never think properly, if he didn’t have one
of his favourite bands playing at full volume in his ears. Carefully sifting
though his huge collection of minidisks, that he had brought to school with
him, Aoi chose one that had the name Karma Sutre written on it. They were a
good band, had a nice beat and would be sure to bug the other students when
they heard it playing, and yes he would play it loud enough for them to hear
it.

             Slowly more and more people started to enter the high-tech
classroom to meet up with old “friend” from last year. Though by the looks
of it, none of them were really friends with anybody. They all seemed to be
sucking up to someone. And those who were being sucked up to, sucked up to
other people. At the very top of this food chain was a cold faced young man,
who looked like he could care less if his group of “friends” were there or
not. Aoi couldn’t help but think he had found the biggest prep of them all.
He later found out that his name was Kouki Kugyou. The boy had short dark
brown hair that fell into his eyes, Gee how can he wear his hair like that,
thought Aoi. He had a good posture as well as an air about him that said
“Hey I am better than you ha ha ha. This guy just had to be the leader of
all the others. Aoi didn’t care one way or the other if this boy was really
that stuck up. All the people here were the same, he just seemed like a good
ambassador for them all. Aoi made a memo on his compute to himself, to make
sure to annoy Kugyou-“sama”. Maybe this guy could help get him expelled.

              Aoi started to type into his laptop the stats he could find
for each of the students, stuff like, looks, distinguishing marks, where
they stood in the food chain, and other such visible things. The stats he
couldn’t get from looking at them he hacked from the school records and then
added them to his files. Not a bad way to spend the morning. But….. not a
good way either, he was still bored.

             A few minutes before the bell rang, a perky looking girl
entered the classroom. She looked like she was ready to take on the world.
She stopped at the door looking around the classroom in delight and with a
huge smile. Aoi looked back down at his computer when he thought she had her
eyes on him. Aoi could tell immediately that she was not of the same species
as the rest of the class. His only thoughts were hmmmm this could get
interesting…oh look a pencil, and it has been sharpened. Wow…

            The girl’s eyes landed on Aoi’s future target, Kouki himself,
and she immediately started to scream “TROWL-KUN!!!!” Aoi almost fell out of
his seat in laughter. This was too good to be true. Here was this girl, who
OBVIOUSLY didn’t belong here, calling the leader of the “Who can suck up to
me more” club, TROWL-KUN. And just where did she get that from he wondered.
OHHH there just had to be a good story behind that one. He was hoping for a
look of shock on Ice-Face-sama, but to Aoi’s great displeasure, Kouki just
ignored the girl as she pleaded, “It’s me Tanpopo Yamazaki!!”. Man that guy
just ruins a great scandal opportunity.

            Tanpopo tried her best to convince Kouki that he knew her, but
he wouldn’t budge. Aoi almost felt sorry for her, but didn’t because the
whole thing was just too funny. The class then stood up to leave for the
opening ceremonies. It took all of his will power not to follow the little
group that were huddled around Kouki and Tanpopo. Aoi had to finish his
betting on E-Bay, and couldn’t afford the time it took to follow the little
group, lest he lose the chance of buying the limited edition Princess
Diana’s Used Spoons. Who WOULDN’T want those…?

He followed the teacher and found himself in the huge auditorium and sat
himself down as far away from his class as possible. While the school was
still finding their seats, he found time to buy the spoons and enter the
data about Tanpopo. He learned that she was a poor student who lived on her
own in the city. She had made it into this school by exams. Unbelievable,
she actually WANTED to come here.  She must have a few cards short of a
deck, he thought to himself. Suddenly a little light on his computer went
off and a little window popped up with the words “You’ve Got Mail” on it.
OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh look e-mail. DAMN it is junk mail. I will hunt the bastards
down who sent this to me. One day I will make them pay…OOOHHHH look more
e-mail. Damn it’s from MOM, “Hi Honey, Don’t do anything stupid. Have a good
day J, love mom” Damn how does she know!!!!! It is like she is physic or can
read minds or something. OOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhheven even  more e-mail, “No I am
not and no I can’t. I just know you to well. Love mom J”. Aoi merely sighed
to himself and started to trace the senders of the Junk e-mail. It was not
as if he had listened to his mom before, why start now.

It took him a few minutes to realize that a man with an incredibly boring
monotone voice, was speaking in front of the entire school. The man then
called Kouki up to the podium, probably to say a few words to the school, as
if they or he even cared. Aoi wondered what had happened to the girl. She
wasn’t anywhere to be seen, so he simply assumed they had killed her. Why
not, seemed like they didn’t like her much, I would kill people I didn’t
like…if my mom hadn’t hidden my knife. DAMN HER!!!! To his surprise the
girl, who looked like she was about to cry or had just been crying, came
running into the auditorium carrying a dandelion. She didn’t look to be very
dead, but the dandelion did. Ha, he thought, a dandelion caring a dandelion
(for those who don’t know Tanpopo is Japanese for dandelion.). Gee I wonder
if I should get my haircut, or maybe turn it blue. Yeah that would be nice.
His thoughts quickly turned back to the girl as she started screaming at
Kouki. Something about making him her friend, this girl was a riot. Aoi
wondered if she had considered doing stand up comedy. He would sure buy a
ticket, or would he…

By the time the teachers had gotten Tanpopo to come down, Aoi had already
sold half the school’s supplies on the net and then thought better of it and
bought it back on the black market. Ahh, the Internet these days, what
couldn’t you do on it? The whole school couldn’t stop talking about the
scandalous events that just taken place. Aoi couldn’t help but laugh at
their stupidity. If they thought THAT was scandalous, just wait until he was
done learning all of their precious little secrets. Preps just weren’t the
brightest crayons in the box.

By the time Aoi got home his mom was already waiting for him to confiscate
any weapons he may have accumulated during the day. He hadn’t gotten any,
but was sure to act like he had. He didn’t mind bugging her at all. It was
just karma anyways. She was just as bad a kid in the 60’s and 70’s with her
parents. Just where do you think Aoi got his slight uhhh “mental imbalance”
from anyways. What goes around comes around.

After supper Aoi had a quick shower or two or three to get out all the gel
in his hair and then sat down at his trusty laptop and started to write a
well thought out diary of the days events. “Dear Diary…School was boring.”
He noticed his mother had gotten him a new alarm clock. It locked like it
could survive a severe blow from a knife, but he knew better. Aoi got out
two knives and laid them down on his nightstand. He then got into his warm
snugly bed and turned out the lights by throwing one of the knives at the
light switch. The other would be used in the morning again. Tomorrow would
be boring too. So he would just have to improvise. He couldn’t wait.