2 Insert the Three Diablos

Stepping off the bus, Ryoko took a deep breath. Finally, they were here. She had been attending Mavis High since the beginning of high school and was now in her second year. Walking up to the gate, she was stopped by the guard.

FIRST P.O.V.

"Can I see your badge?" He asked gruffly. Stuttering out an apology, I quickly sifted through my bag, desperately searching for the lanyard. Upon finding it, I pulled it out, causing a folder to fall out and my blank paper to scatter everywhere.

"Really?" I muttered under my breath, hastily showing the man my badge before bending down to pick up the mess. I fell backward, startled when I saw someone bend down next to me. "Oh-sorry, I didn't see you." I awkwardly coughed out. The girl smiled shyly, running a hand through her black pixie-cut hair.

"Sorry…didn't mean to startle you." Jumping up she took a step back. "I'll just…leave now. Sorry." She stuttered. Staring at the girl, I caught a glimpse of her lanyard. She was in her second year too, that was good. I shook my head, standing up and holding out my hand.

"Sorry, it's nice to meet you. I'm Ryoko…are you new?" The girl hesitated, before taking my hand then quickly retracting hers.

"Akane," She muttered quietly, putting her hands into the pockets of her hoodie. "Is it that obvious?" She asked nervously. I shook my head.

"No, this is just my second year here…I thought maybe I didn't recognize you or something, but you look really familiar." I grinned, hoping I didn't look as weird as I felt. "Thanks for trying to help- oh snap. The papers!" I exclaimed quickly bending down and retrieving all the pages I could grab on to. Akane bent next to me, helping me pick up the pages. "What classes do you have?" I asked, curious to see if we had any of the same classes. Akane quickly responded, listing off her classes as though she had prepared for someone to ask that question. Nodding, I desperately tried to recall my classes. "We have the same first period, third period, and fifth and sixth." Akane nodded.

"It's good to have a friend," she smiled, then froze. "I mean- if you want, we don't have to be, you know, if you don't want to." She stumbled over her words before giving up and looking at me. I grinned before nodding.

"Yosh! My first friend here!" I turned and looked up at her grey eyes and studied my new friend. She wasn't too tall, but she wasn't short either. Somewhere around 5'6. Nowhere near as tall as the guy on the bus. Looking closely, I noticed she had three piercings on her right ear, two cartilage hoop piercings, and one stud. On the left ear, she had one stud earring, and a stud nose piercing. In all honesty, it looked amazing. It reminded me of my want to have more piercings, but the two cartilage ones I had were plenty painful, thank you. Akane wore an oversized black hoodie, with black jeans, and black dart martins. I blinked, before looking again. Black, her entire outfit was black. It took everything I had not to embrace this person. I could already tell we were alike, and her black outfit had confirmed that. My wardrobe consists of big hoodies, black jeans, and black shoes. Catching her looking at me with confusion, I glanced away quickly. "Sorry, uh- let's go to class?" Akane nodded, a small smile on her lips.

"Let's go!" She exclaimed happily, her. I nodded, and we started walking towards the classroom together.

*Time Skip to during Lunch*

Akane and I were standing by the door of the cafeteria when three blonde haired girls sauntered up to us.

"Oh! If it isn't the girl, who ran into Quintin. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be flat on your face somewhere?" They laughed at their petty insult, waiting for me to reply. I opened my mouth to answer, when a girl strutted up, looking like she walked out of an action movie. She was adorned with ripped black jeans, black combat boots, a white t-shirt, and a green jacket. Her long blonde hair had streaks of turquoise, her blue-green eyes flashing, standing to her full 5'7 ish height. Clearing her throat, she stepped in front of them, looking extremely pissed off.

"Ehm, ehm. Ladies and gentlemen, this is what immaturity looks like." Inspecting her French painted nails, with teal where the white should be, she smiled. "I really don't want to break a nail, I just got them done. But since you're asking, I shall oblige. I'll give you three seconds to run, 3…2…1-" The three girls shot off like a bullet, not needing to see her wrath to believe it. Chuckling, the girl turned towards Akane and me.

"Hello there, my name is Cenexia, it's nice to meet you milady. Sorry about these rude mortals, don't pay them any attention." She held out her hand confidently, a smile on her face. Captivated by her strong appearance, I slowly put my hand in hers, before retracting it. She held out her hand to Akane, who promptly grabbed onto my arm.

"Nice to meet you…" Akane shyly whispered, before looking away. Cenexia just grinned again, seeming excited about something.

"So I heard they're having pizza for lunch today," I said, trying to start a conversation. "Do you guys like pizza?" Akane perked up, and Cenexia scoffed.

"Do I like breathing?" She smirked. "Let's go, milady!"