"Life is good," I said to my friend, Kaito, on our way to class.

He shrugged, "It would be good for me if I had a girl friend. You're lucky you have Miku."

I smirked, fully knowing that Kaito had always been jealous of me, "You'll find one someday. How about Meiko? She's…. decent."

Kaito looked at me wide eyed, "Are you kidding me? She spends more time testing her… toys than taking tests in class! She'd be a scary girlfriend!"

"At least she'd have experience," I snickered.

He shook his head disapprovingly, "You're sick."

We opened up the door to our classroom to see a bunch of chattering noobs scattered about the place. Before I could take a full step inside I felt myself get tackled, followed by the high pitched screeching of my name.

I stumbled back from the sudden hug attack from Miku. She looked up at me with her big glassy teal eyes.

"Len! There you are! I was worried you might have been sick or something!" She squealed.

I patted her soft hair, "Relax Meeks, I was running a bit late."

Kaito appeared next to Miku and whispered, "You know Miku, I would never make you worry if you were my girlfriend."

She stuck her tongue out at him, "No way! Lenny-kun is mine forever!" She proceeded to hug me more tightly.

A short haired brunette sauntered over, "Yo! You two need to go get a room!" She gave her joke a nice hearty laugh.

An older girl with long pink hair placed her hand on Meiko's shoulder and sighed, "Really Meiko, there's a time and place for your obscene 'jokes' and it's most certainly not here."

Meiko gave her a cheeky smile, "Come on Luka! Don't be a *beep* at the *beep*!"

I couldn't help but smile as I watched Meiko make the fatal mistake in trying to give Luka a noogie as Kaito continued to plead Miku to be his girlfriend.

"I hope things never change," I whispered to myself.

The teacher stepped in front of the class and clapped her hands together, "Class, settle down! I have an announcement to make!"

My posse quickly broke apart and we all quickly scurried to our seats.

She cleared her throat, "It may be a bit sudden, but we have a new student! Please be kind and don't say anything rude."

She gave us a firm look and called out towards the door, "Alright, come on in."

Kaito leaned over to me and whispered, "Hey Len, if the new kid is a girl cuter than Miku, can I have Miku?"

"Yeah right," I snorted, "Besides, wouldn't you want them since they'd be cuter?"

He opened his mouth to reply but remained silent when he gazed to the front of the classroom where the transfer student was standing. I then realized that the room was completely silent.

Quiet enough to hear a pencil tip snap.

I looked towards the front of the room and saw why.

Standing in a punk version of our school's uniform was a girl with short blonde hair with a black ribbon atop her head. Her bangs were riddled with various black and red hairclips in efforts to keep the majority of her overgrown bangs out of her bright blue eye. I say eye because her right eye was concealed with a white bandage type eye patch. The weirdest part of her appearance was the stitches. On every visible joint was a thick line of crude suture. Around the eye patch was also a circle of the thread. The most noticeable of the patch job was the lines of thread extending from the corners of her mouth, giving the appearance of a very creepy smile.

The girl was currently staring down at the floor picking at the ring of stitches on her left wrist.

"M-my n-name…" She stammered, "I-is K-ka-ga-mi-ne R-Rin."

She gave a short bow, "I-it's n-nice t-to m-meet y-you…."

I immediately sensed everyone's eyes swivel over to at the mention of the name Kagamine. They probably are thinking this chic is my cousin or something. As much as I would like to deny it with complete confidence… I couldn't. I couldn't help but feel like I knew her from somewhere.

Everyone switched their gaze back to her when they saw her look up; her icy blue eye staring directly at me.

"Len? Is that you?" She asked, no longer stuttering.

I stupidly asked, "Who me?"

I gave myself a mental face palm. That was so stupid!

Her stitched smile morphed into a wider, more demented grin, "It is you!"

She darted to me with surprising speed and squeezed me tightly.

"Who are you exactly?" I asked cautiously.

She pulled away and pointed to herself with a bit of a disappointed look in her eye, "It's me, Rin, your twin sister."

Waves of memories instantly flooded my mind. It had been nine years since I had last seen her.

This was Rin. My Rin. But… Why am I uneasy?