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 Emi stepped out of the warm apartment building she shared with some friends. A breeze ruffled her hair, and she pulled her jacket a little tighter around her. It was cold. Not a shiver-and-wear-a-jacket kinda cold, but a freeze-your-ass-off kinda thing. She was used to this. Back in Missouri, around January, the temps could drop to four degrees at noon, and lower. The only problem with it in Tokyo was the fact that she had to walk to school. Picking up the pace, she inhaled the bitter air. Her breath blew back out, forming a white mist around her face. "Ugh, damn skirt," she tugged at the article of clothing. "Why are you so short?" She

 A young girl, not quite 16, stared at the front gates of her new prep school. Originally from a small town, she wasn't used to something of this size. The cafeteria alone was large enough to fit her entire grade back home. Sighing, she pulled the extremely short, black and red skirt down. It barely covered her ass, but it was cute anyways. And with the black blazer, it accented her raven hair and jade green eyes. She was pretty, maybe even beautiful. Her eyes were a bright, clear green with silver webbing in them. Nobody, not even her family, had eyes like hers. Both her parents, now dead, had brown eyes. Her hair, about shoulder length,

 The harsh bell rang, signaling the start of 8th period in four minutes. The last hour of the day, and also the best. I had Jesse in this class, and then the bus ride home. It was a Wednesday, so we got out earlier. Only 25 minutes left in class, then freedom. I threw my bag under my chair and set my book on top. I looked up, and saw him sitting at his desk already. "Hey." I said, not wanting to be rude. "Hey sexy." He smirked at me, knowing I loved him. This pissed me off to no end, because I knew he knew this. I threw him a look, and he turned away. Of course, I do love him, but he has a girlfriend. She lived in Illinois, while we w