Chapter 1

Nothing makes sense since recent events. I've found something precious that I don't want to let go of. But as all stories end, they must also begin.

Life was boring, grey if you could call it. People going on about their everyday stupidity while I watched from the sidelines. Judging me under their breaths thinking I can't hear them. It's funny really, they all look at me like I'm some sort of freak, a monster to society. For a while I believed it, until the day I met a girl who taught me to smile.

It was an average day if you could call it that, being the first day of freshmen year and all. Living in a small town, there are a dozen empty desks in each classroom. Until some new people moved to our town. Eight to be exact, each of them looking rather odd, odder than me in fact.

One of them had short lilac hair reaching her shoulders, along with two hair clips in the shape of D-pads. Her outfit seemed to only be a hoodie with two large X's towards the bottom with a big N on the zipper, as well as the strings resembling plugs. Long purple and white socks were very noticeable on her as well, her face however, appeared childish. Her eyes were a shade of purple to match her hair, that seemed unnatural, but I was sleep deprived, so I passed it off as hallucination.

The next one had long black hair tide in pigtails, a very elegant dress which is way too complicated to explain the details, but I will add it exposed her ample bosom rather well, and shin high boots. She kept flipping back one of the pigtails while her eyes were closed as if gloating about something. She then opened her eyes to reveal that they were a dark shade of red, pretty cute if you ask me, but still passing off as a hallucination.

After that one, another girl caught my eye. This one had light chestnut hair which reached to about her shoulders. Her outfit consisted of what looked like a tank-top that was either white or really light blue. In the center of the top was a brown design of some sort. Connecting was a skirt sharing the same design. On her sides, she was wearing a coat, but slightly holding it down. Her most apparent article on her was a hat that just made you think of Russia when you look at it. Her face was like mine, not cracking a smile, just emotionless and bare as mine. Other than the black haired girl, she had little to know breast tissue, I could tell she'd hate the whores in school.

The fourth girl that entered was, a different type of girl. This one had blonde hair that was tied up in some spots. Here clothes consisted of a medieval style dress with what looked like a plastic layer over the cleavage as if trying to bring more attention to it. The color that was most present on the dress was green. She was also wearing white high-heeled boots to add to her "complexion". Her eyes were a dark shade of blue, this was the fourth one who had unnatural colors, I should consider seeing a psychologist about this.

As soon as I thought it was done, yet another girl walked through the main door. This one shared the lilac hair as the first girl, and the eye color as well. Her socks were also similar as well, going almost all the way up her legs. Her outfit was a white dress with purple lining on some areas. An ascot that was yellow with the same big N symbol below it. Her hair was also noticeably longer than the other purple themed girl, being almost at her waist. Compared to the other girl, this one seemed to be more mature.

Alongside here was a girl who resembled the second girl this time. Her hair was the same shade of black, as well as the same pigtails style. This one is just shorter in length, and tied up tighter. Her outfit was just one word, black. More than 80% of her dress was black with silver lining. Her shoes were no different either, I could already tell this girl has some insecurity issues. Her eyes much like the second girls' eyes, they were dark red. And just like the other girl, she's pretty cute as well.

The final girl, or should I say two were twins as far as I could tell. Both had a light chestnut hair like the third girl. This was starting to become a pattern, they were sisters to the other girls. These two also had hazel colored eyes. As well as grey dresses, with a ribbon one pink and one blue. Their hair lengths were also different, the pink ribbon girl's was longer than the blue ribbon one.

After seeing these eight girls, I thought that maybe, just maybe I wouldn't be so lonely anymore. One day in my High School career, I would become friends with them. Now that the boring explanation is out of the way, the story can really begin.