"This uniform is itchy!" Luna said.

"Yeah, what dump did they grab this from?"

The bell rang, indicating it was time for first period.

They both looked at each other, "I'm a little nervous." Luna said.

Cana walked over to her and started fixing her uniform, "It's ok kiddo, you'll do just fine. All you have to do is sit there and look pretty."

"I know I'll find a way to mess that up too."

"Don't say that, you have to be confident in yourself, you're a smart kid."

"Thanks Cana."

"No problem, now let's get going before we're late."

"Ok, I'll meet you in fourth period!" Luna ran out the door.

"Luna!" Cana called out to her.

She came back with her head down, "I know." She grabbed her schedule and headed out again.

Cama sighed, "I'm starting to turn into a mom." She grabbed her bag and headed out of the room.

"Room twenty five, room twenty five, ah! Here we go." Cana walked into the classroom and all eyes were on her.

"Ah! Class, let's give a warm welcome to Ms. Alberona!" The class gave a weak clap, "come up to the class and tell us a little about yourself."

She groaned, "Why do teachers do this?" She walked to the front of the class, "my name is Cana Alberona, I'm eighteen years old, and yeah, I don't know what else to say."

"Well do you have any hobbies?" The teacher asked.

"No."

"No sports?"

"Not at all."

"Oh..." the teacher said, looking quite concerned.

"Loser," a boy said, trying to make it seem like a cough.

"Wanna say that again pretty boy?" She grabbed the collar of the boys shirt.

"Let go of me psycho chick!" He tried letting go but Cana's grip was too tight.

"Girly has guts," said a punk sitting in the back of the class, enjoying the scene that was unfolding.

"Enough! No fighting in the classroom!"

Cana debated about hitting the boy but she remembered what Luna told her. She couldn't get into trouble yet. She let go of his shirt, "starting fights is against school policy Ms. Alberona, I have no choice but to give you detention."

She growled. It wasn't like she cared about getting detention, she was upset thst the boy didnt get into sny trouble as well. She walked past him, "you better make sure you don't run into me again, or I'll make your life a living hell." She sat down in one of the unoccupied seats.

The teacher came to her desk putting a pink slip on the desk, "I'll see you this Saturday Ms. Alberona." She headed back to the front of the class, putting on that fake cheery, dreadful smile Cana can't seem to stand now, "Now that that's settled, turn to page seventy four in the textbook." Cana started gazing around the classroom until her eyes landed on a certain someone.

"Hmm, He looks... familiar," Cana thought.

"OK everyone, today we will be making our own volcanoe!"

"Ooh!" All the students said amazed.

"But first, lets give a round of applause for our new student, Luna!"

Her face started going red from the attention she was getting, "this is so embarrassing!" She thought.

"Now pick your lab partners so we can get started."

Everyone was partnering up with their friends, leaving Luna wandering around the room.

"You can be my partner Luna!" A girl with blue pig tails and brown eyes waved to her.

"A-Aunt Wendy!?" She thought, "wow, she's so... tiny."

"Come on, I don't bite." Luna walked over to her lab station and sat down, "my names Wendy."

"H-Hello Wendy." She laughed awkwardly.

"You're pretty shy aren't you?" She giggled.

"Yeah, just a little."

"Hmm, You look kind of familiar? I know I've seen you before."

"Oh umm, I don't know? Maybe at the store or something."

"I dont think so. Gosh! I can't put my finger on it, but you definitely look familiar."

"That's a shame, really..." She said, relieved.

"Make sure you guys read your instruction sheets," the teacher instructed.

"OK so all we have to do is mix the vinegar mix with the baking soda," Wendy said, working on another mixture on her side.

"Ok, ok. Which one is the vinegar mix?!" There were three different bottles on the tablel. She observed each one. There was a blue one, green one, and a clear one. She didn't know which one to pick so, she went with her gut...

"This one looks pretty," She said, "Well here goes nothing..."

"Luna no! That's not-" the room exploded releasing a foul smelling gas, causing the fire sprinklers to go off, soaking everyone in the class.

The teacher walked to their table with an infuriated look on her face. You could practically see the steam coming out of her ears, "detention! Both of you!"

"But It was just-" Wendy started.

"No buts Ms. Marvel. I'll see the both of you this Saturday." A few seconds later the fire alarm went off, "just great... everyone outside!" She instructed the kids.

"My first day and I already messed up," Luna thought, "and because I messed up, I caused aunt Wendy to get in trouble."

The class was in a single file line heading outside. Luna was walking behind a soaking wet Wendy. She didn't have the guts to say sorry to her, she thought it would just make things worse, but she couldn't just not apologize to her. She had to say something.

"Wendy?"

She sighed, "Yes?"

"I'm really, really, really sorry about what happened. I was trying to figure out which bottle was the vinegar mix but I had no clue what vinegar was so I just picked the prettiest color out of all of them and then I mixed it and it exploded and-"

She started laughing, "It's ok Lu, I know it was an accident."

"Really? So, you're not mad I got you in detention?"

"No not really, it's not my first time getting detention."

"You've gotten detention before?"

"Yeah, my stupid brother thought it was a good idea to pull a prank on gramps, and of course I somehow got dragged into it."

"Gramps?"

"The Dean of the school, Makarov."

"Oh... wait what?! Your real gramps?"

"Of course not, we just call him that."

"Oh, I thought I had a grandpa I never knew about."

"Huh? Why would you say that?"

"Oh shoot! I didn't mean to say that out loud!" Luna thought.

"Oh, I meant-"

"Ok class the fire department says it's all clear we can go back inside now."

"Phew! Thank god for her," Luna whispered.

"Come on Lu! Let's get inside."

"Coming!"