MimiKitty: Hello! Here is a new series I'm working on! I know I should be concentrating on finishing my other stories but when I get ideas I must share them. Don't worry I'm still working on my other story…I just have a bit of writer's block! But doesn't everybody? Hopefully you like this story ^-^!

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Chrono Cross…are you crazy? How can someone like me design a cool game like that? If I were to have worked on it then no one would have bought the game. My point proven! So please no lawsuits…besides what are you going to take my lunch money…please…that's barley even $5!

Cerulean Sky's

Chapter 1: Who's She?

"Serge wake up sleepy head!"

The sun broke through the window and shined hitting the face of a very tired teenager. His hair was in a wild state, some strands in front of his eyes. An annoyed hand came and slowly brushed them away and gently rested on his pillow.

"Serge! For the last time get up!"

Serge groaned and turned over to his side, "Five more minutes mom…"

"Fine but if you don't get up you'll be stuck in detention after school again," his mother called back to him.

"Damn school…why is it so early?" he squinted his eyes and sat up in his bed. "I'll be down in a minute!"

He rubbed the rest of the sleep out of his eyes and threw off his covers. He stood up and waked over to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror to see how tired he looked, "Why must I always stay up so late to watch TV?" he mumbled turning on the faucet. He washed his face and brushed his teeth in a hurry as he heard his mother yelling at him to come down stairs. He spit into the sink and yelled back, "I'm coming hold on!"

When he finished in the bathroom he changed out of his boxers and t-shirt into a black shirt and blue shorts. He quickly pulled on a pair of black boots and rushed down stairs to the kitchen.

"What's for breakfast," he called out to his mom.

"Nothing special," she said bringing out a bowl of corn flacks and some toast.

"ahhhhh mannnn" Serge said sulking his head.

" I told you to come down earlier but you decided to sleep in again. I would have made you something more filling if you didn't waste my time yelling for you to come down," she lectured Serge placing his food on the table and walking back into the kitchen.

"Yeah…I guess…" he said staring at his breakfast. He sighed and munched on his food until there was nothing left.

He turned in his chair to look at the clock and almost fell out of his chair when he noticed what time it was, "8:15! I'm going to be late if I don't get the hell out of here!" Serge ran to the kitchen and kissed his mother good bye, "C'ya after school" he hurried while rushing out of the kitchen.

"Have a nice day sweetie!" she called back to her nervous son.

Grabbing his book bag he rushed out the door running toward his school. 'School it's more like a hell then a school.' He thought to himself rushing closer and closer to the school.

"Please don't ring…please don't ring!" he murmured to himself running to his first class.

He finally spotted the door and grabbed the knob. Serge felt a hand on his shoulder he quickly turned around to see his teacher standing right behind him.

"I see you made it just in time Serge," she smiled at him.

"Um…yeah," he replied turning away from the door and bowing his head to her.

"Well at least I don't have to send you to detention for being late," she said walking to the door and entering the classroom.

'Yep that's defiantly a good thing for me,' he thought while taking his seat in back of his best friend.

"Hey Serge," said a beaming Glenn.

"Hey…" Serge said not really interested.

"Why so gloomy?" he said raising an eyebrow.

"It's nothing really. You know I hate coming to school. It's not really something that makes me jump for joy," Serge said pulling out the books he needed for his first class.

"Don't worry I think you'll be wide-awake for this class," Glenn said with a mischievous smirk.

"And what exactly is that supposed to mean…" Serge said in a clueless tone.

"You'll see very soon my friend," he said with a goofy smile on his face.

"I doubt anything will make me happy to be in school," Serge said placing his head on his hand. A sigh escaped his lips as the first bell rang, 'Another boring day of school.'

"Good morning class," the teacher began while walking to the classroom door.

All the students greeted the teacher and watched as she grabbed the knob.

"Before we start with the lesson I would like to introduce you all to a new student." She opened the door and motioned for the student to come in.

The figure walked in very calmly and stood in front of the classroom with a bright smile on her face.

'Maybe school won't be so boring,' Serge thought as he eyed the new student.

She defiantly caught the attention of the class especially the boys. Her blond hair was down and reached past her shoulders. Her cerulean eyes scanned the room and her figure was amazing. She wore a red tank top with a pair of denim shorts.

Glenn turned around in his seat and whispered to Serge, "Didn't I tell you this would be a good day."

"You said it," he said in a complete daze.

"You can put your eyes back in their sockets," Glenn snickered back at his friend.

"Yeah and make sure you don't drool all over your shirt buddy."

"I would like you to meet our new transfer student," the teacher smiled, "Could you please tell us a little bit about yourself so the class can get familiar with you."

"Of course," the girl replied in a gentle voice.

"My name's Schala Kid Zeal, but everyone can call me Kid."

Chapter 2 summary: Uh O it looks like Kid is in a bit of trouble on her first day! Will some one come to her rescue? Will Serge be able to stay focused on his work…everyone knows the answer to that question. The only way to find out is to tell me if you want more! Thanks for reading!

MimiKitty: Yes very short but the plot shall develop very soon! So tell me if I should continue this. If not I'll just stop where I am and work on something else. R&R!!