Woah. It feels weird to be back after so long.

Anyways, I've been writing this for myself so far, and thought, "Wow, this is fun. Maybe if I post it online it will inspire me to write more.

So here we are. Sorry if this looks weird for a few chapters, I've gotta get used to this format.

Enjoy!

Emmy saw the black iron gate from a distance, it's intimidating height already looming over her. It felt a lot longer since she'd been back; however, she knew it had only been a semester. She'd only come to the school for maybe a week when she had to go into the hospital. While walking the city over the weekend, she had been attacked in an alleyway. One of her eyes was injured during the fight, and she had to go in for a semester long recovery.

The long hiatus from school meant she had to learn from the doctors in the time she wasn't recovering. She hadn't really seen another kid during then.

As she walked through the open gate, she took a few deep breaths. The school-issued jacket she wore was a size too small, but since it wasn't really hers she couldn't complain. Emmy remembered how well it had fit the last semester, and sighed.

Hopefully it won't be too different… she thought, nearing the front office. She started feeling the weight of her guitar case on her back after the long walk from the train station. It was probably her heaviest belonging, the rest of her items being clothes and a bit of necessities. She wasn't one to overpack.

Emmy pushed open the building doors, seeing an old woman at the front desk. She had warm eyes, and a welcoming smile that helped Emmy relax just a little.

She took a deep breath, and responded, saying, "Hello ma'am. I'm a returning student, Emmy Wadetin. I'm the student who left because of sudden injury last semester."

The woman seemed to think to himself, and in a sudden moment of realization, reached into a drawer and grabbed out a folder. She read out loud, "Wadetin, Emmy. Second Year. Room 427. This folder has your key, schedule, homeroom, and lunch card."

Emmy reached out and grabbed the folder from her. She bowed, and just as she was about to leave, she heard the woman call out from behind her. "Welcome back to Asagao."

Room 425, 426, there! Room 427! Emmy counted out the rooms in her head, finally reaching hers. She grabbed the key from the folder, clicking into the lock. She turned it, opening the door slowly. She heard loud crashing from the other side, and before she could open the door to see what'd happened, the door was swung open to reveal a familiar face.

"Emmy! You're back!" A girl with a burnt umber pixie-cut swept her up into a hug, causing Emmy to drop her bag. "I missed you a whole lot!" The girl couldn't stop giggling.

Emmy chuckled, "Glad to see you missed me. I like the hair," she remarked, noticing how short her friend's hair was from her waist-long hair from last time she'd seen her.

The girl seemed to realize what she meant. "Oh yeah! My mom had a friend who makes wigs, and she decided to sign me up for a haircut without telling me," she grumbled, reaching up to feel her head.

Smiling, Emmy replied, "I think it looks fine, Saniya." Emmy walked into the room past her, setting down her guitar by an empty white desk. She looked around. "Sweet! No bunk beds!" Instead there were two beds on opposite sides of the room, each in a little indent in the wall. Two dressers were placed on the wall between the two beds, with a single closet in the middle. Two chairs were facing each other on one side of the room, and the desk she had put her stuff down at was right next to an identical one. Well, identical aside from the intense clutter.

Saniya had picked up a book from her desk and walked over to a bed with red and silver bedding. Her school issued outfit hung on a rung on the wall at the end of her bed. Saniya was instead wearing a pair of pajama shorts with red polka dots, and a plain black shirt. "Yeah. Turns out that our bunk bed got infested with termites about a month after you left. They moved up to an open room on the fourth year floor instead." She layed down and began to read.

Emmy began unpacking her stuff, placing a small clock and some notebooks on the desk. She took her other bag to the empty bed, and set up her orange and cream sheets. They were a gift from her uncle when she was a kid, and were the only set of sheets she had that fit on a twin sized bed. Emmy could have bought more, but she didn't see the point. The sheets were comfortable anyways.

At the bottom of her bag sat a square piggy bank, with a cat face engraved in the back. It was something her father had gotten the bank to manufacture, and he gave her the final prototype. Her father was trying to get kids into banking their money, and whether it worked or not didn't matter, because the line of kitty banks were a success.

Emmy and Saniya's fathers run a bank together, which is how they met. Saniya's father was, the CEO of the business, while Emmy's father was the Chief Financial Officer. Saniya's family was actually the reason Emmy could come to Asagao. Because of a debt to her father, Saniya's father decided to send her with Saniya using the 'sibling program' as they called it. It basically meant that if you sent more than one student to Asagao, they would share a lot of the expenses, like textbooks and uniforms. Most of the families didn't bother, since it was a rich kid school, but since both of the girl's fathers were pretty stingy, they decided to save any cent they could.

"Hey Emmy?" Saniya called out from her bed. Emmy put her head around the corner. "Can you run and buy me some food from the cafeteria? I haven't renewed my cafeteria card since it's only on the first of the month," Saniya asked, not even looking away from her book. When Emmy didn't respond, Saniya gave her a pleading look. "Please?"

Emmy sighed. "Fine. But you better pay me back," she groaned. Saniya nodded, turning back to her book. Emmy rolled her eyes, and grabbed her bag that held her wallet. She moved her lunch card to her wallet and walked out the door, closing it behind her.

As she walked down the long halls, she took a few breaths. Everything seemed so normal. She expected a lot of hassle or change or something, but nothing.

A few girls milled throughout the halls and stairwells, none that she knew though. She stepped out into the fall air, and walked swiftly in the direction she thought the cafeteria was.

This chapter is really short compared to the rest, but since I've written the next chapter already, I have to cut it off here.

The next chapter's really fun, but hard to keep from seeming rushed. I love this story though. It's so fun.