Tokyo, Japan

September 7th, 2003

Goju's POV

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"La la la la~!" I sang, as I hopped along the street, alongside with Max.

"This is going to be the best day ever!" I said, happily. I ran down the street, and turned left, around the corner.

'It's my first day of school.' I thought, and smiled. I pulled on Max's leash, and said, "Let's hurry!" I jumped onto Max's back, and rode him all the way to school.

I tied him near the entrance, and said

"Don't go anywhere while I'm at school, okay Max?"

He barked, in agreement. I ruffled his fur, and gave him a hug.

"I'll be back. Don't worry." He licked my cheek, and laid down. and I quickly ran through the entrance.

Gosh. This school sure is big! I'm pretty sure I'll make a few friends here!

I dashed through the doors ahead, and looked around. I took my backpack off, and dug through it. I found a paper with my schedule, and looked at the first block.

"Okay. My home room teacher is a woman named Ms. Takahashi. Room 2-E." I thought out loud. I saw a lady at the office, and walked up to her. I tugged her dress, and she looked at me. Her hair was dark purple, in a bun held by two chopsticks. She also had slightly tanned skin, blue eyes, and a friendly smile.

"Oh, hello little one. Do you need help?" She asked, sweetly.

"Yes. Can you show me where this room is? Room 2-E?" I gave her the schedule, and she read it. She smiled, and said "I know where this is. Come on." I took her hand, and she lead me through the halls, and up the next floor. She slid open a door. The students were talking, and a few were throwing paper airplanes. She let go of my hand, and sat at the desk.

"I'm Ms. Takahashi. Your home room teacher. Class!" Everyone stopped, and sat at their seats.

"We have a new student in our class." She looked at me. I stepped forward, and said "My name is Goju. I am 10 years old, and I would like to make new friends." I bowed, and stood straight. One of the kids raised their hand.

"What's up with the scars on your face?"

I froze, and felt sweat in my hands. "Yeah! And what is that thing on your left wrist?"

I looked at my device, (which covered my whole forearm) frowning, thinking that they thought it was weird.

They began bombarding me with questions. I stood there, shocked at what kids think of me. "ENOUGH!!"

Every kid stopped, and sat back down.

"You should be ashamed of yourselves! He is a normal child like every one of you!" I looked at Ms. Takahashi, with tear-filled eyes. She came up to me and said "Are you going to be okay, Goju?"

I wiped my eyes, and nodded, giving her a smile. She smiled back, and handed me a hankie.

"Thank you." I said, and blew my nose. I walked to the desks, and sat into an empty chair. I took out my backpack from under the chair, and took my blue notebook out.

"All right class. Let's begin."