Amu Hinamori was never one for romances, or clichés at that. Everything in them seemed so.... predictable. For example, the cheerleader captain always ended up with the quarterback of the football team. To Amu, it was absolutely unavoidable. It was like he was labeled 'Cheerleader's Bitch'or vise versa. Then there was the two co-captains. One would end up with the captain of the basketball team, and the second one would end up with the basketball star if he wasn't the captain, and if he was, she would end up with the hottest guy after the basketball captain or the quarterback of the football team. The outcasts, whom were at least lucky enough to be mentioned in the situation, would end up with each other and sometimes, one would be lucky enough to end up with a good looking guy or girl. Then there was the group Amu was classified in. The nerds were always pushed out of the picture, only mentioned if they were brave enough to confess their love to the populars, which most weren't. They were the ones stuck behind the kid with the big head in the group picture. Amu Hinamori didn't care though, because she despised anything to do with romance or clichés.

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Amu Hinamori sighed as the out dated bell rung, signaling the end of the school day. She waited until the room emptied to leave. Just as she walked out the door, her teacher called her name.

"Miss Himamori! Great job on your calculus test today! Once again you have the top grade in your year." Her teacher smiled brightly at her, showing her the paper that had multiple comments written on it in green ink. An unusual color..... Amu noted. She smiled back at him.

"Thanks Mr. Nikaidou!" She stated brightly. The teacher nodded and Amu headed out the door. Just as she was about to exit she turned around. "Oh, and it's Hinamori, Mr. Nikaidou." The teacher laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head.

"Ah, yes. My apologies." With that, Amu started to her locker. She glanced at her watch and adjusted her thick rimmed glasses. She gasped as she read the time.

"I'm gonna be late for dinner!" Amu quickly exchanged her books and ran out of the almost empty school. As she dashed, she couldn't see ahead and ended up crashing into something. Or rather, someone. She fell on the concrete, her glasses falling off of her head and landing on the ground with a snap. Her eyes shot open and quickly looked to where they landed, not caring about who she ran into. Seeing them broke, she cursed. "Shit! That's my fourth pair this year!"

"Then watch where your going, geek." A snotty voice answered. Amu looked up into the face of Saaya Yamabuki, the cheerleader captain. Several others were talking to Saaya before Amu had ran into her, including the quarterback of the football team, Ikuto Tsukiyomi, whom Saaya was apparently 'dating'. Amu glared at her and snorted.

"Oh I'm so sorry, Ms. Cutthroat Bitch," Amu retorted bravely. She swore she saw Tsukiyomi's eyebrows raise slightly, but she ignored it.

"What?!? You lucky I don't kick your little ass!" Saaya hissed back. Amu laughed, getting up.

"I'd like to see you try," She picked up her stuff and brushed past them. "Bitches." She muttered. She heard Saaya attempt to come after her, but Kukai Souma, the soccer team's captain, held her back, telling her that Amu 'wasn't even worth her time'.

Amu tried to focus on the blurry road ahead of her. Without her glasses, she couldn't see a thing. Finally managing to find her house, she trudged her way up her stairs and collapsed on her bed. She groaned, moving onto her side.

"I guess I'll have to wear my contacts tomorrow," She murmerred into her pillow. She hated her contacts, and she never wore them. Hell, no one had even seen her without glasses. The populars probably didn't even see them, considering how her messy bangs were in her eyes. She sighed and closed her eyes, deciding that she was going to pull her hair up tomorrow.

And with that, she drifted off to sleep.