This is dedicated to my friend Chelsey~~ XD

Because I loveth her. And I made her wait a while for this lol

So PM me if you want more info on my other Fanfiction's. :) They aren't on this website because I can't post them here T-T But PM me if you want to try reading KPOP fanfics!

Here we go~~

Chapter 1

I was on my way to school, cellphone in my right hand, texting away.

'Chelsey! Have fun in school today! I love you.' My mom texted me. I grimaced. She stayed behind in the US so she could cheat on my dad without him knowing. Not that he was any better. Girls left our house constantly. And we had only been here for 3 days.

"They're just co-workers." He would say. Over and over. I just rolled my eyes.

I was forced to come with him. Forced out of my familiar territory, my friends, my family, and sent to Japan.

Not that I didn't like it. I mean, come on, it's Japan.

But I missed everyone. A lot. I'd only been here for 3 days and already I was homesick. I craved greasy french fries. I craved my grandma's really sweet and fattening pies. I craved Sour Patch Kid's.

So I dug around in my bag, pulled a box out, and shoved a few in my mouth. Mmm. Sour.

It was my first day at this school. All the way on the other side of the world. I'll probably get lost. I popped another Sour Patch Kid into my mouth. I felt weird.

Denied I was nervous, blamed it on jet lag. I looked up. Oh, crap.

This street was unfamiliar. I had mapped out what streets to take to get to school 2 days ago, and yesterday I took a walk to the school to make sure I recognized the streets. My sense of direction is like a broken GPS.

Yeah. Definitely broken.

I looked around at the street signs, which are all in Japanese. My Japanese is fairly... well crap at this point in time, so I have NO idea where I am. I turn around. There's an old man with really white hair walking in front of me.

I run forward and tap his arm.

"Excuse me? Grandpa, um..." Why did I just call him grandpa? He turns around.

That sure doesn't look like an old man to me.

"Hmm?" His eyes were almost black, his ears were pierced multiple times, and his hair, I realized, was not just white, but black underneath.

"Oh, sorry. You looked like an old man from behind." I scratched my head, blushing. This guy was FREAKING CUTE. "I'm lost. Could you help me find... um..." I dug around inside my bag for my homemade map.

"Hmm? You're wearing my school's uniform." He said slowly. His voice is deep. Sexy. I like it.

"Really? Could you show me the way please? I'm kinda lost." I ask.

"Sure." He turns around and starts walking. I follow behind.

"What's your name?" I ask, walking beside him.

"Sohma Hatsuharu." He says.

"Oh cool." I say, popping another Sour Patch Kid. He looks at me, raising an eyebrow. "What? Want one?" I hold the box out to him. He shakes his head, but takes some.

"Aren't you going to tell me your name?" He asks.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure." I stick my hand out for a shake. "Chelsey Valentine."

He just stares at my hand, like he has no idea what to do. So I grab his hand and shake it.

"What, never met a foreigner before?"

"No."

I laugh.

When we finally get to the school, he takes me through the gates and to the office, then waves goodbye, stuffs his hands in his pockets, and walks away. I open the door slowly, grinning to myself. He was nice. I actually had fun walking to school with him. A woman walks over to me, asks me my name, then hands me my schedule and shows me to my homeroom teacher. He bows, grinning. His hair is a shaggy brown. He's barely taller than me, and his glasses make him look geeky.

"You'll have a good time in my class, I hope." He says, showing me to the classroom. "I'm the science teacher here. You'll have me for Chemistry. Have you had Chemistry before?"

"Ah... No." I lied. I had Chemistry. I would rather take the class over though then be assigned to another class.

"Oh. Good." He grinned and stopped in front of the door, opening it for me. He pushed me through.

"Settle down. Settle. Sit. Now, this is our new student." He pulls my arm and tells me to stand at the front of the class. "Want to introduce yourself?"

"Ah... Um... I guess?" I scratch the back of my head absently. "Um... My name is Chelsey Valentine. I'm from New York... I like... manga..." I blush. "Am I done now?"

"Sure." He smiles. "Have a seat... back there. That empty seat near the window."

I walk down the aisle and slowly slide into the desk and look around the room. A couple of the girls smile encouragingly and wave. I grin back. This doesn't seem so bad. Some of the guys are smiling too.

I turn to the desk next to me and see something white. Hair. I grin and turn back around.

This day just keeps getting better.

"Stand. Bow." I hear the homeroom teacher say. So I stand. Hatusharu doesn't. So I poke him, hard. He jerks awake, stands up, bows, and slumps back into his seat. I watch him from the corner of my eye. He's looking at me with that slow stare of his. I feel kind of embarrassed with him staring at me like that. Like he sees right through me.

Without turning to him, I lift my hand and wave.

I see him nod absently and lay his head back down on his arms, falling asleep instantly.