This is actually a TV Show from If I Lost On Purpose, Would You Stop Following Me?

So it's a story from within a story... (Only retold from Ethan's perspective.) O_o

Also I must admit to you that this story is ridiculous. So please enjoy.

"Oh no! I'm late for my first day of school," The young girl cried, huffing as she barreled up the hill.

High atop the grassy knoll awaited a majestic school that could easily be mistaken for a royal mansion. Looming nobly, it stood before her– richly adorned with many inner gables, turrets, a tall bell tower, and a shiny brass gate.

Earl Academy. The young girl realized, gasping for breath.

My name is Kotone, age 13. Today is my first day of Junior High. Well... that is... If I ever make it to class!

"I was so excited last night that I couldn't fall asleep..." She gasped to herself. "But then I had even less luck waking up."

I slept through my alarm!

Hurrying fast, she closed her eyes and contained her nearly exploding lungs. With each step, her brown twin-tails bounced beneath her white, over-sized sailor cap.

Almost there! I only need to cross ahead and then take the next alleyway. She considered carefully.

However... I could probably get there faster if I just jumped over that brick wall!

Coming face to face with her encompassing nemesis, she clenched her book bag's handle in her teeth. Digging her fingers between the wall's rough crevices, she awkwardly scaled it.

Climbing in a skirt... I really hope I don't ruin my uniform. If I do, I'll be really sad...

Yes, I know! Who in their right mind is eager to wear a school uniform? It's kind of pathetic...

But to be honest, Earl Academy's cute school uniform was the whole reason why I fought to pass its notoriously hard entrance exam. That's right. An idiot like me studied hard to get into such a prestigious school. It's a miracle! Much like the uniform...

A red pleated skirt, brass buttons, and sailor-collared blouse tied with a big pink bow. Ah, I can't wait to see all the other girls wearing it! It makes me want to get to school even faster.

"Uniform heaven– here I come!" She cried, flinging herself off the brick wall's tall ledge. Falling towards the ground, she realized too late that she should've looked first; for when she finally steadied her gaze, her heart leaped in terror. A tall, ebony haired boy with piercing gold eyes glanced up at her.

I'm going to fall on him! Kotone realized, he mouth gaping from the anticipated horror.

"L-look out!" She screamed, closing her eyes. It's too late! He's a goner–

Falling on her back, she landed softer than she had expected. "Eh?" She opened her eyes in shock. The boy had somehow caught her in his arms. Carefully, he set her down on her feet.

Wha... He's really strong... Kotone trembled in astonishment.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his concerned voice soothing her with its maturity.

Kotone felt her face go hot. Standing silently, strange thoughts bumbled around in her head.

He's tall, and his face is perfect. His shoulders and arms are a nice width, too.

Waa... Width?

"Yes, s-sorry, I mean thank you," She bowed at him, babbling nervously while scratching the back of her head, "I was just trying to take a shortcut– well not take– this is actually my first day of school here, so I guess I was trying to make a shortcut..."

"Ah, I see. I'm glad you're alright... Make sure you look before jumping," He told her, smiling mysteriously. "And be careful next time, ok?"

"Y...yes," She nodded bashfully. Turning his back on her, he walked away. All the while, Kotone's dazed eyes followed.

Who is he?... He didn't tell me his name.

So tall. Is he an upperclassman? Is he late to school, too?

He's...

"L-late?" She slapped herself across the face.

That's right– I'm already late to class!

"Eyaaaah!" She screamed, taking off like a jet engine.

"Kotone?" The teacher's voice called out through her reverie.

"Yeh-yes!" Kotone cried forcefully, standing up from her desk. Due to her eagerness, the whole classroom spiraled into a fit of giggles.

"It's ok... You only need to introduce yourself." The teacher coaxed her gently.

"Oh ok... Hello! My name is Kotone, age 13," She began. "My likes include birthday cake ice cream, my dislikes include powdered soap, and my hobbies include collecting my spent chewing gum in a cardboard-backed mosaic." She rambled, clenching her fists in determination.

The whole classroom was swept up into hysterics once again.

"Eww!" They cried.

"Hahahahaha!"

"She's so weird!"

Kotone held her head down in shame. Maybe I... am too weird...

"Thank you for sharing. That was very insightful, Kotone. You may sit down now," The teacher said.

Landing back down in her chair, Kotone listened bleakly as the teacher called out the next person. Everyone introduced themselves without further commotion.

Everyone's so casual. Kotone realized. She sighed restrainedly.

I wanna be like that too... I hope I make friends this year.

In my last school, I was always bullied for being so small and slow. I really want to make a fresh start this time.

Stirring the mediocre pond of voices, a tall, commanding girl with flowing blue pigtails stood up. "Good morning. My name is Kris," She said, "My preferences and hobbies are always changing, so I can't say anything specifically. Thank you."

She sat back down, folding her hands properly. The classroom murmured quietly at her introduction, or lack thereof.

"...I heard she ranked 2nd in the first year's entrance exam..." Someone said nearby.

"No way! I ranked at 235..." Their friend admitted.

"I ranked at 186,"

"Everyone says she's a total snob," A distant voice harshly whispered.

More gossip spread about through the room, and the whole class buzzed a bit longer.

"Um... Thank you for sharing. That was very indicative... of your... nature, Kris." The teacher sweated, adjusting his glasses.

Kotone looked over at the girl curiously.

Her name is Kris? She seems like a very interesting person!

All around Kotone, students began shimmying and fidgeting in their seats. At last the school's bell tower sang out; its deep, baritone voice echoing off the walls.

"Ah, break time!" Kotone exalted, jumping up from her desk.

Now's a good chance to make a friend– especially after the introductions just now–

But when she looked back at Kris, she was already gone.

"Huh..." Kotone uttered. That was fast...

"Wah! There's so many different types of bread," Kotone drooled, busily checking out the cafeteria's vending machine. With the curiosity of a little girl, she looked inside of it, squashing her face up against the glass. Dropping to her hands and knees, she gazed beneath its feet, and then getting back up, she hyperly bounced up to look over it's top.

"You're in my way," A cool voice informed her.

"Sa-sorry?" Kotone turned around, suddenly embarrassed.

Ah, it's Kris! Now's my chance to–

"Hm... The melon bread is all gone," Kris uttered to herself, busily staring into the machine, "Guess I'll take the carrot bread instead..."

Pulling her skirt's pockets inside out, she stopped. "Im...impossible," She gasped deeply. She stood motionless, flabbergasted by her lack of money.

She froze? Kotone observed.

Regaining her composure, Kris continued to search her person.

Curiously, Kotone looked down at the packaged melon bread she had just purchased only minutes before.

This was the last one...

"Here– you can have mine," Kotone smiled, handing Kris the package.

Kris stood back and watched her hesitantly. "T...thank you." She finally mumbled, her face turning red, yet her eyebrows frowning in self-awareness. She cautiously took the melon bread. "I'll pay you back, what's your name?"

"K...Kotone." The girl smiled, despite her disbelief. I guess it's hard to remember all your classmates on the first day. I have that problem, too.

"Ha!" Kris erupted, holding her chin, "You're the chewing gum girl. You're in my class."

"Chewing gum girl?" Kotone silently sobbed. Surely that's not how everyone will remember me from now on!

"I left my wallet in the classroom... I'll pay you back as soon as we return," Kris nodded solemnly, unwrapping the melon bread and munching quietly. She turned and walked off.

"W-wait–" Kotone called and ran after her. I wanted to spend some time with you!

But Kris had already disappeared.

"She's so fast... she must be a good runner," Kotone sighed in admiration. I wish I could be like that. But I was always the slowest in my class. Everyone would stand on the sidelines, joking and singing songs about a racing Torkoal.

I always felt so terrible and guilty about it!

Kotone shook her head. Nonono! I won't think such bad things on my first day of school–

I'm going to make a fresh start this year!

Purchasing another bread, she made her way back outside and passed the sports field, only to be blocked off by a massive crowd of hysterical girls.

"Kyaaaa!" Their voices shrilled and squeaked in excitement.

"Hm, is a movie star visiting today?" Kotone asked herself curiously, meekly making her way through the crowd.

It's really hard to get through here. Maybe I should turn back and–

She stopped in amazement.

On the distant field was a boy jumping up high– his ebony hair billowing in the wind. Sailing, his knee rammed upwards, smacking a soccer ball high into the air before he head-smashed it into the net.

The girls screamed wildly.

"Gold! Gold! Gold!" They called.

"It's that boy... from this morning!" Kotone jolted in alarm.

~To Be Continued~