Hiyo, people. First fanfic EVER so I'm excited, yeah! I feel sad that there's not much LuRo or RobinXAce or NaSa…. Or at least ones that I'm interested in for that last one…. So, this a high school setting, but not ALL of it will be there… yeah.

Oh, and people, this is a FANFIC. Keyword: FAN. I don't see the point of doing a disclaimer. It's not like Oda searches through all of the stories to make sure there's one, I mean come on! We're anonymous, too, so, yeah… I didn't sound like a total douche right there, did I?

(*) It's basically her outfit from that one movie with Shikki, but her hair is down and she doesn't have glasses on.

Review! PLEASE!

Her heart beat ten times as fast as before as she stepped through the doors of New World High. She was happy, but in a way, depressed. Happy for a new beginning but depressed for having to start it. Yes, Nico Robin was one of the very few people in her old town that could fight with herself so much she could die. She had collapsed under pressure due to an incident at school, so her mother decided to move away from all of that.

Her green boots clacked on the tile floor as she took in the hallways and people around her. The décor would take a while to get used to, but other than the people themselves, the actual grouping in general was the same. The jocks, geeks, super-freaks, wannabes, queen bees, nerds, goths, and emos. What group did she belong in? Probably with the super-freaks or the goths, despite what she was wearing that day. The said green boots, a white and green striped dress that went quarter-thigh and sleeves that draped over her hands.(*) Her midnight black hair was let loose, and her bangs stopped right above her ice blue eyes. Her dark purple and black backpack was hanging on over both her shoulders, and her luggage was in a gray carry on.

She played with the edge of her dress, feeling as if all eyes were on her, which she honestly knew they weren't, but couldn't help but feel paranoid. She made her way to the auditorium as the hallways slowly became more and more vacant. She took a seat in the very back left corner, not wanting to sit next to anyone, and just decided to let other people sit next to her.

She hugged her backpack tighter, out of nervousness and slight coldness as a boy with odd green hair sat next to her on her right, a boy with blonde hair and an even odder curled eyebrow to the other boy's right as well. The green haired boy seemed to have a natural frown on his face, and his eyes met hers, it seemed to deepen. He looked away and narrowed them at the stage in the front of the room.

"Ah, what a beautiful lady to have be sitting near me," said the blonde, his hair covering his left eye as he leaned forward so he could see Robin, and gave a friendly, almost flirtatious smile. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Was he talking to her? Beautiful? Her? She thought those words were in two different dimensions, like Spongebob and Phineas and Ferb. They weren't even on the same channel! She blushed, but felt a butterfly in her stomach after hearing the compliment.

"Shut up ya' Love Cook," The boy next to her muttered. He looked at her and said, "Don't feel flattered. He says that to everyone," he said narrowing his eyes at her.

Her happiness faded twice. Once, for the compliment that wasn't THAT meaningful, and twice, for the way he said that made it seem as if he didn't WANT her to be happy.

"Oi, ya' useless marimo, both you AND I know that she actually deserved it," the blonde said, angrily, leaning forward again to make sure she heard.

He scoffed, "The day I think that women deserve compliments is the day that a woman things that YOU deserve one,"

"YOU WANNA GO?!" he yelled, obviously pissed off.

"Oh, god, will you two morons shut up? I don't even know who you are, so you don't have the right to intrude on my peace and quiet! It's bad enough that I've been sitting here for half an hour, the auditorium is noisy, and the stupid speech hasn't even started!" a girl with orange hair hissed, turning to them pissed off as well.

"I'm Zoro, this idiot is Sanji. Now you know us, so we have the right to 'intrude' on you," the boy with green hair said bluntly and continued arguing with 'Sanji.'

The orange haired girl huffed, but as she was halfway back to facing forward, her eyes fell on Robin, who also seemed quite annoyed by the two boys behavior. She smiled, and said, "Hi. I'm Nami. You are?"

Robin stared at her. God, how many times would she be put under a spotlight in one day? She mumbled, "Robin" but it came out as "Umbim," not that it mattered. Either way, Nami couldn't hear her, but she pretended she did.

"Ok. That's a nice name!" she faked, but smiled for real, then turned back to face the front as the speech finally started. Zoro and Sanji's bickering finally stopped as the lights went off.

The speech was boring, and the principal, Edward Newgate, seemed scary, but honorable and respectable. All students lined up in according to their names, and their schedule and room numbers would be given to them. L's, M's, N's, O's, and P's.

"Name?" the lady at the desk said. Short blonde hair, blue eyes, with the top of her hair in a bow-ish sort of thing. Her nametag read, "Otohime."

"Nico Robin," she said clearly. She HAD to be clear with authority. It would be rude not to.

"Nico Robin….ah, here! Hey, looks like I'm your Science teacher! Well, I'll see you tomorrow in 3rd period little one!" she said cheerily. So Mrs. Otohime was her science teacher….at least she seemed nice.

She folded up her schedule and put it in her backpack, and focused her attention more on the room number. 2 people per room, 100 rooms per floor, 10 rooms of bedrooms, two cafeterias after every fourth floor, one gym, and one place to hang out in at the very top… Her room number was 502, so she should be going to the 8th floor, with the lobby as a quarter of the school itself along with the second floor.

As she made her way through the crowd, she smiled to herself knowing someone had noticed her. 3 people, actually. And one of them, she saw again. Nami. The other girl smiled cheerily at Robin waving at her. Robin subconsciously returned it, and then quickly strolled away, embarrassed for some reason.

She leaned back against the peach covered elevator walls, the cold air disappearing as the warmth of the many bodies inside increased the temperature slightly. The awkwardness lingered in the air, the only sounds heard was the breathing of people, and the cliché elevator music. Well, at least that's how it should've been.

Why elevators were so quite, she did not know. Perhaps people thought it was rude to talk obnoxiously when many people were cramped up in a small area. Sadly, not everyone thought that. Robin was quite disturbed that she, and one, loud, obnoxious immature boy were in an elevator. Alone. And he was slobbily eating meat, bits of the oily, food flying into the air and landing on her perfectly silky soft raven hair. He acted as if she wasn't there. And he continued eating like an idiot, his butt on the floor, grinning without a care in the world.

As her blue eyes stared disgustingly at him, they fell on his schedule, where his name was revealed, and was also the last thing she saw before a rather large chunk of meat slapped her across the face and covered her eyes.

Monkey.

D.

Luffy.