~if you are reading this, I absolutely love you. Here is the second update. Again, I'm still really new to this and any tips you could provide would be very much appreciated. Without further ado, enjoy!~

"Late to school, joy" I said sarcastically. I looked up at the place that would be my prison for the next four years. "Could be worse," I muttered under my breath. I pulled my crumbled class schedule out of my pocket. First was literature, room A21. At least my first class was on the first floor, if I hurried maybe I could say I got lost. After all, I wasn't that late, I just hoped the teacher wasn't strict.

I rushed to the class, and knocked on the door. A slightly chubby, slightly old woman with messy brown hair and dulled roots opened the door. "Is this Ms. Fosters' room?" I asked politely. She gave me a quick once over, and pushed her green glasses up her face. She got a curious look on her face and I became worried. Perhaps she was mad, maybe she was thinking of a punishment for my tardiness, I did not want to spend my first day in the principal's office. I nervously shifted my weight onto my other foot. "Aha!" She said loudly making me jump, "You're Ichigo, haha I do have all of my students today! You poor darling did I scare you? I was just trying to think of your name, a good teacher knows her students. My my, you look a little disheveled, were you running? My poor little thing, you must have missed the bus." She spoke so quickly I times I wasn't sure what she was saying. I nodded my head affirming her last statement. "Don't worry darling we haven't even begun introducing ourselves yet. Poor dear, poor dear missing the bus. I do hope you ate breakfast."
"Oh, um, yes I did ma'am. My little sister made me toast." I stuttered, still taken aback by her flamboyant personally.
"Good, now come inside and get settled," she said pushing me into the classroom, "you can sit in that seat in the back by the window."

As I got settled my face still held a look of shock. A few people near me gave me a look of understanding. "Alllllll right class," she said drawing out the L, "Everyone is here now, so let's get to know each other. I'll go first, my name is Ms. Fosters, I've taught here for 22 years. Something important about me is I treat all my students like my babies, so please feel free to tell me anything you need, I don't want any harm coming to my children."

After that everyone said their names, and most people said something stupid, like their favorite food, or movie. However, one girl stood out. "Hi my name is Catherine, but please call me Rin. Something important about me, is I'm not really so fond of people, I probably won't remember any of your names, and I'd much rather get to know your pets than get to know you. Sorry if that upsets you, but I don't particularly care, I'm not here to make friends." This girl even looked unapproachable, the school uniform was covered by a dark gray hoodie, and she was wearing long black pants and combat boots. She sat back down in the desk next to mine, and tucked her white hair behind one ear.

The girl in the desk in front of me had turned around to watch me. When I turned back to the front she whipped her head back. She shifted in her seat uncomfortably, keeps her focus locked on the front of the room. 'What the hell's her problem?' I thought to myself.

~so this chapter was much longer than the last, please let me know if you would rather have them long or short, I don't want them to get boring.~