The very first day of classes at a new school is usually is separated into two kinds of experiences. The first is a good day where you make friends and find the lunch table that you territorially claim as your own for the rest of your time at the school. The second is usually not as idealistic as the first and usually involves a conga line of bad events but can be saved by making one good friend out of all the chaos.

Danielle had her newly acquired friend and teammate. Unfortunatly the conga line was starting to line up its members. The first thing to go wrong was the fact that both Danielle and Mao are both pretty heavy sleepers. They had forgotten to put alarm clocks in their room -in Mao's case it wasn't so much "forgotten" as destroyed it the first time it rang- and consequently slept in. The two finally woke up when they heard barking and screaming outside their bedroom and managed to get a look at the traditional clock hanging in the living room-esque area of their dorm.

Cue screaming and running around, while trying to brush teeth, get dressed, and fix hair all at the same time.

They managed to get dressed and fed the chain chomp outside their door (which had the remnants of a blue blazer in its mouth) a metal bowl they had conveiniantly found in their room. Breakfast had ended by this point and when they finally managed to exit the dormatories the gong for the first class rang. Still feeling rushed, the two ripped out their new schedules form their respective pockets and looked them over quickly.

"We have survival class first." Danielle muttered looking at the slightly crumpled piece of paper in her hand. "It says room 418, what floor are we on?"

"We just left the dorms so we should be on the fifth floor. Oh, we have Winona." Mao's eyes bugged out when she finished her sentence realizing what teacher they both shared. She immediately shoved her schedule into her pocket and grabbed Danielle's arm while sprinting down the halls towards another staircase.

"What the hell? !" Danielle yelled as she yanked her arm out of Mao's grasp and continuing running down the stairs at breakneck speed to follow her silver haired friend.

"I've heard Winona is a really tough teacher! We can't be late! An upperclassman once said that she stabbed the last kid who was late to her class!"

"Are you serious? !"

"He just told me that if I ever have her, never break eye contact and don't speak unless she says something to you first. Come on! We have to hurry, I don't wanna get stabbed!"

Silently agreeing to that last statement, the duo raced to the classroom only taking a second to catch their breath before entering. Surprisingly, there was no teacher in the room. Just about twenty five or so boys and girls of varying species sitting in perfectly aligned rows of desks. They were all dead silent, but their eyes moved to look at the two girls who just walked in. The effect was pretty creepy. And it sure didn't seem like a Survival-ish environment. It didn't look dangerous in this room at all in Danielle's opinion. Of course that's ignoring all the creepy stares.

"Where's the teacher?" Danielle asked, obviously confused.

The entire class raised a finger to their mouths and shushed her and one black haired boy whispered "Just sit in those seats over there and don't say anything." to them before pointing to two seats near the middle of the classroom.

Heading his advice, Danielle and Mao both sat down next to each other and copied the "look straight ahead and say nothing" attitude the rest of the class had, occasionally looking at each other out of the corners of their eyes.

Danielle began to wonder if the teacher was even going to show up after waiting for five minutes with nothing happening. None of the others students said a word though, so she decided it was probably best to follow the pack this time. The idea of getting stabbed by a teacher didn't quite appeal to her.

The scent of cigarette smoke wafted into the room followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. The door was then kicked open to reveal a rather tall woman who looked to be in her late thirties, early forties at the latest. Her hair was short, brown and streaked with gray, curling up at the sides to create a slightly devilish appearance; her bangs were straight and unimposing on the other hand. Her eyes were piercing yellow and the left was duller than the right and had a scar going straight down over it. She wore a blood red shirt with the sleeves rolled up that reached her waist while the back of it went down to her ankles creating a cape-like effect couple with slightly puffed gray shots and heavy black combat boots that went up to her knees. Several scars and patches of shiny pink skin were scattered across her body, a notable one on her left cheek that was at least four inches long. This combined with her sharp features and the noxious fumes coming out of the cigarette in her mouth made her look like quite the formidable looking woman.

Danielle thought it would be wise to say absolutely nothing. Mao apparently did too as she said nothing and kept her eyes locked on the teacher.

Winona stopped walking once she reached the center of the classroom and turned to glare at all of the students. Taking a drag from her cigarette, she blew some of the fumes out of her nose giving her vague resemblance of an angry bull.

"Alright, you little bastards." She said throwing her cigarette to the ground and mashing it with her boot. "There's fresh meat in here and since none of you are a real threat to me, I never bothered remembering what your faces look like so I don't know who's new and who isn't. Either way, I have to tell you the rules of my class."

She paused for a moment to light a new cigarette.

"This is survival. You all start out with a fifty out of a hundred because you're alive right now. To pass you just have to live until I'm done teaching you whelps. Anyone who has a problem with my teaching methods will be shanked. Whiners will be shanked in the thigh. Anyone who gives me a single damn problem will be assaulted. Am I clear or are you little dumbasses too stupid to understand what I'm saying ?"

A mass nod followed by a shake of the head was the universal response. This teacher was both absolutely insane and kinda cool at the same time. Mostly insane though.

"Alright then."

Without warning she extended her arm so quickly you barely saw it happen, sending several knives down the center of the classroom. A few kids ducked, some screamed and fell out of their chairs, and the others who were in the knives path cursed and slammed their heads on the desk to move out of the way. Danielle took the last option while Mao screamed and feel out of her chair.

"Are you sure this whole class isn't new because none of you can dodge worth a shit." The martinet spat.

The students who were unfortunate enough to be attacked made their way back into their seats as quickly as possible, all of them much more wary of impending attack. Danielle noticed that some of her curly black hair was lying on the floor. One o f those knives nearly scalped her! That's just freaking amazing, she thought. First thing in the morning and she'd already nearly gotten killed.

"Since I don't care whether you're new or not, I'm just going to pick up from where I left off at the last lesson." Winona said picking up a red leather bound book and flipping it open. "Problems?"

Silence.

"That's what I thought. Remember everything I say because you're killing this thing on Friday." She took another drag on her cigarette before continuing. "Manticores are poisonous as all hell so if you get stung you'll probably die. That means you fail my class and we don't want that do we?"

The rest of the class consisted of Winona reading from her book in extreme layman's terms about Manticores. This was coupled with more random knife throwing. She really wasn't kidding about attacking you if you annoyed her. One of the girls in front of Danielle - she had blonde hair with pink in it if Danielle remembered correctly- was talking to an equally blond boy next to her –he had purple streaks in his hair- and without looking up from her book Winona continued talking and gave the girl a cigarette burn right in the middle of her forehead. The girl didn't leave her seat, but rushed out of the room as fast as she could, the boy in tow the second the bell rang.

The rest of the class followed their lead and rushed out of there as quickly as they could with Winona barking at them to learn how to dodge thing better. Chairs were thrown.

Danielle and Mao, now a safe distance from their previous classroom quickly pulled out their schedules.

"Aww, we only have one more class together and that's not 'till after lunch." Mao said with a frown.

"Aw, that sucks so many kinds of ass. Oh well, guess I'll see you later." Danielle said before waving goodbye in a hyperactive manner.

Mao copied her motion before racing off into the direction of her next class. Apparently Danielle had Special Abilities next. It sounded somewhat interesting. She wondered what the main topics would be.

Instead of making it class right on time, Danielle realized that she had no idea had to get around the school without Mao (and Mao getting around the school already took longer than the average student) and got hopelessly lost. After ten minutes of wandering around, a nice upperclassman was able to help her through the building. She recognized her as the new student but laughed that she was already on someones team and wouldn't try to kidnap her. This made Danielle sigh in relief. She thought that she was going to have to punch a bitch for a second there.

Once she reached her new classroom (room 176) she awkwardly knocked on the closed door. She hated being late to class. That feeling when you know that everyone else was there on time and the fact that the whole class likes to stare at you when you walk into the room is really awkward and annoying. Plus you just know that the teacher is judging you. You can feel it in your bones; and in the back of your head while they glare at you. She shuddered at the newly formed thought of being late to Winona's class. That would probably end with someone scraping her off of the walls.

While she was off in her own thoughts with the intelligent look of someone who completely spaced out, she didn't notice the door open.

"Oooh! We has the student of the new here with us!"

The high pitched voice that more or less blasted out her eardrums made Danielle jump. The first thing she saw was boobs. The next thing she saw was the teacher who the boobs were attached to. It was a slightly chubby (and busty) woman with aqua eyes and maroon hair. It was really strange hair with a patch at the top extending into long bangs that flew in every which way in long strands while the rest was straight on her back resting a bit past her shoulders. The reason for the boobs in Danielle's face appeared to be the V-neck floor length dress that was more or less the same color as her eyes. While it was long sleeved and, well, long, but it didn't really do a good job of holding in the boobs. The thing that really caught Danielle off guard though was the fact that this lady's skin was a pale green color and she had long pointed ears that had to be at least a foot long each. They also had these pretty tear drop earrings in them, but that's beside the point. The point was that now Danielle was being steered into the classroom, which was full of exotic looking greenery, by a booby, green elf lady. If she was even an elf, there's all sort of nature spirits that lived in the DreamWorld's forests.

"The new Lucid student is here! Were you having the lost time?" the lady asked Danielle after she pushed her into the middle of the classroom.

"Uh…" It took Danielle a minute to figure out exactly what the lady was saying. She had a strange accent and her English was not too good. "Yeah…I got lost on the way here, but I'm here now!"

"The news has fortune!" The lady said before sweeping Danielle into a big hug. "I am the Miss-"

Before she was about to introduce herself the class began to vehemently protest about something, but it was to no avail as the woman continued speaking.

Whatever sound that came out of her mouth was absolutely cacophonic. It was too high to even hear in some places and the audible parts were either slightly recognizable as a language or the most awful, grating, eardrum melting sound that you could possibly imagine. Everyone in the room, sans the woman, had the hands over the ears with intensely pained expressions on their faces.

"-But call me of the Ms. Nini, yes?"

The whole class was groaning in pain now and when Danielle removed her hands from her ears, she noticed that there was some blood and grayish globules on it. Whatever that sound was apparently melted the brains out of her head. Now she had a migrane.

"Ms. Nini," A student said with their hand in the air "Remember that you can't speak your native language here. It makes our ears bleed."

"Oh! I have the apologies of many! I had forgotten this." She said rubbing the back of her head with a large sweatdrop culminating on her forehead. She turned back to Danielle who was wiping her grey matter on her pants. "You can have to sit down in the chair next to the boy with hair of black." She said pointing to a boy with rather long and slightly shaggy hair near the window. Sitting down next to the boy, said boy flashed a small smile at Danielle which was returned. Wow, an honest to goodness normal person! Screw the fact that she thought the boy was girl before Ms. Nini said otherwise. The silver studs in his ears plus that nice hair really didn't help his case. He looked pretty feminine too.

"Hi, I'm Ryan."

"Are you sure you a boy?" Danielle responded without thinking. Her eyes widened slightly after realizing what she just said. "Shit I said that out loud didn't I?"

Ryan laughed weakly. "It's okay I get that a lot…"

The two averted their gaze from each other after that. Nothing like mistaking someone's gender for a classic awkward moment.

"Okay then females and men!" Ms. Nini said clapping her hands together "Today we has testing for the psychics! Sometimes the students have the powers and I teach you of the using them, yes?"

After taking a second to decipher her broken English the class nodded in response, an apparently popular gesture, and Ms. Nini proceeded to take an odd assortment of crystalline objects out of her desk drawers.

The class was consisted of Ms. Nini walking up and down the aisles of the classroom and rubbing various crystals on the students to test their reactions. It was a bit dull until she decided that none of it was working and asked the students to try and read her mind. Naturally no one really made any progress until one boy tried to read her mind and immediately screamed while pressing his hands over his ears. Apparently Ms. Nini still thought in her native language and the poor boy had just received minor brain damage. It was actually a bit entertaining to watch considering the rest of the lesson was so dull. But Danielle had to take note to keep her thoughts in check around that boy. No need to let him know what she daydreamed about when class began to get boring. The rest of the class more or less consisted of that student being analyzed by Ms. Nini while the rest of the students watched and giggled at his obvious discomfort.

Soon enough the gong rang and Danielle found herself walking towards her next class.

"Room 412. Hey that's right by Survival! I actually know where that is!"

Without another word she raced up the stairs she came from to get to her next class. It was Honing Your Skills, apparently. Once she got to the room actually on time for once, she pushed the door open, eyes shut tight in anticipation of what kind of eccentric teacher she would get next. It was like the weirdness lottery or something.

Steeping into the classroom, eyes still screwed shut, instead of hearing an odd lecture or complete silence, Danielle heard the hum of pleasant conversation.

"Oh! You must be the new student!"

Openign her eyes apprenhensively, she saw a tan blond haired man with dark brown eyes and a friendly smile. He was a on the heavier side of chubby and clad in a blue turtleneck and blue pants. Interestingly, he had a pair of wings floating behind his back just like Mao except in a different shape. While Danielle couldn't identify what Mao's wings indicated, she could tell what this man's wings were. He was an angel.

Good God a normal teacher! This was quite possibly the most exciting thing she saw all day and it wasn't even noon.

Since she was so stunned, Danielle just gawked at the man who in response worriedly waved a hand in front of her to see if she was alright.

"Are you okay Miss?"

Danielle nodded with her mouth wide open creating a very intelligent effect.

"We my name is Mr. Nuit, but everyone calls me Teddy. May I ask you name?"

Still in shock, it took her a moment to realize what he had asked her.

"My name's Danielle." She replied hurriedly. Mission of making herself look like a brain dead monkey accomplished!

He smiled at this, God he was adorable! And hopefully he didn't think that she was mentally handicapped.

"Well take a seat Danielle, we were waiting for you." He said gesturing to the rows of student filled desks.

He's so cute and chubby! FREAKING AWWWWW! Danielle could just run over and hug him!

Instead of hugging the teacher, it would probably weird him the hell out, Danielle took a seat next to a scaly looking girl whose tongue flicked in and out of her mouth occasionally.

"We're starting a new unit today so it'll be good for Miss Danielle since she won't have to catch up on anything." Teddy said bringing the class' attention to himself "We'll be focusing on taking abilities you already have and using those to unlock secondary powers."

That actually sounds really interesting.

"Pair up in twos with the person next to you and discuss what powers you have and then see what else you can do with them. I'll be right here if you need any help."

At this Danielle turned to the girl next to her and waved. The girl flicked her tongue out (Danielle noted that it was forked) and stuck out a scaly hand.

"I'm Sandrine."

"Danielle." Danielle replied shaking the girl's hand enthusiastically.

After a moment everyone was paired up and testing out new things they could do with the abilities they had. Apparently this Sandrine person was a pit viper demi-human. Much to Danielle's surprise, she didn't emphasize her "s's" like she thought she would.

"So you're the lucid dreamer?"

Danielle nodded. "Yup. I still need to work on using my powers. If I use them too many times in a row they lose strength."

"That sucks. Since I'm part human my teeth aren't as sharp and my poison isn't as deadly as my mom's. It's barely even life threatening." Sandrine said, frowning.

Danielle was very tempted to ask what would happen if she bit her own tongue but decide it wouldn't be the best idea.

"So if you're a pit viper can't you sense heat from other people or something?" Danielle asked.

Sandrine paused for a moment and flicked her tongue out in thought.

"You know I never thought about that. And since you're a lucid dreamer can't you make something that keeps your powers from weakening?" she suggested.

"You're a genius!" Danielle whooped. She never thought of that before!

While Danielle was thinking about what kind of item she could make to boost her power. Sandrine was rapidly flicking her tongue in and out of her mouth while focusing on her hands intently.

Something to keep her powers strong. What could she use? She'd have to have it on her at all times so it couldn't be a huge piece of something. Something small, oh, and something she wouldn't lose! Maybe she could just use something she already had and transfer her powers into that. Could she even do that?

"Hey!" Sandrine exclaimed, making Danielle look back at her "I can see everything in infrared!"

"That's awesome! Jeez you did that fast. Stop making me look bad!" Danielle said in mock anger. Sandrine cracked a smile before waving a hand in the air to get Teddy's attention.

"Teddy I-"

"OI FATASS!"

WHAM!

The classroom door slammed open to reveal Winona standing in the doorway, leg still raised from her "kicking the door in" stance.

Sandrine slowly lowered her hand as if making any sudden movements would draw attention to herself and Teddy had visibly blanched. The cheerful chatter in the class had slowly died down at Winona's appearance until it was silent.

Only good could come from this.

"H-hello W-W-Winona." Teddy stuttered while attempting to smile. He made more of a terrified, pitiful, "I'm about to take a fear crap in my pants, why didn't I wear my brown ones" expression.

"Don't you "Hello Winona" me you fat sack of lard." She replied while blowing some smoke into his face.

"Wh-why do you always come in here and pick on me?"

"Because I finished training and I'm bored. If you toughened up and stopped being such a whiny bitch all the time maybe I wouldn't come here so often."

"I-If y-you don't stop making fun of me, I-I'll make you!" Teddy stammered, standing to his full height and looking directly into Winona's face. This didn't have the effect he wanted as Winona was three inches taller than him without her boots on (four inches with them) and Teddy was shaking like a leaf with tears pricking his eyes.

"Oh really? You can't fight for shit, I've seen you try. Your punches are weaker than a five-year-olds and you can't even dodge. Can you even see your feet anymore or is that tub of marshmallow fluff blocking them? Oh wait that's your stomach."

And here Danielle thought this was going to be a normal class. Winona is kind of a bitch, Danielle thought. Teddy was so cute, why would she pick on him?

"Does this happen a lot?" Danielle whispered to Sandrine.

"Yeah," she whispered back "for sssome reassson Winona likesss to pick on him."

Aha! She has the special snake voice when she whispers. Awesome.

"Once we tried to help poor Teddy, but ssshe pinned usss to the wall with knivesss. It wasssn't pretty. Ssso we can't do anything but sssit and watch."

Well that stinks. And the odds of Winona really attacking anyone that help Teddy were through the roof. Looks like the only thing they could do would be there and feel bad, Danielle thought. Oh God now he's starting to cry.

Indeed Teddy was trying to hold back tears as Winona lashed out of him. He was failing miserably, no pun intended.

"Are you crying again? My tears ducts dried out when I got my left eye slashed. It hurt like eight bitches on a bitchboat, I can't see the color red out of that eye anymore, and now I can move it independently. And guess what? The only one who cried was the ass that tried to kill me when I had my hands around his neck, and he probably cried less than you, pansy."

"I'm not crying!" Teddy shouted. Unfortunatly the tears he was attempting to hold back were spilling down his face.

"Right. If you're not crying, I'm the most beautiful woman in the universe and you actually have a pair."

Ouch! What a douche! Danielle was beginning to see how nice of a lady Winona was. And why all the students were silent in her class.

Teddy attempted to say something in protest but her was now starting to cry much harder and the words were coming out a jumbled mess.

"Now you can't even speak. Your emotional constitution sucks, why do I even bother with you?" Winona took one last drag on her cancer stick before tossing it to the ground and stamping it out with her heel. "I'm leaving before Lucretia finds me and tries to stop me from amusing myself and make me apologize. And who the hell told you brats to stop working? !"

At this everyone immediately busied themselves and tried to avoid eye contact with Winona who had her left eye scanning the room and the right one fixed on the crying Teddy. On anyone else it would have looked hilarious. On her it was terrifying.

"I'm leaving this hellhole, I have a class to teach. Stop crying fatass, you look like shit."

With that she turned on her heel and marched out of the room, already in the process of lighting another cigarette. Once the door closed (read: slammed shut), the students waited for a moment to ensure Winona still wasn't lurking nearby, they all rushed out of their seats to comfort the crying Teddy. Danielle followed the rest of the class' example and awkwardly patted Teddy's shoulder. She was really horrible at the comforting thing.

In this class Danielle felt like she knew how the time would be spent. The first thirty minutes would be the lesson. The next fifteen to twenty minutes would be Winona emotionally abusing Teddy. The next ten of fifteen minutes after that would be spent trying to comfort the poor guy. You really couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

xxxxxxx

The next class that Danielle had was DreamLand 101 where she and Mao were happily reunited. After taking a seat next to Mao (whoever was actually supposed to be sitting those seats was unimportant) they discussed why it seemed that half of the teachers weren't in their classrooms on time.

"Well I've never had this class before. I used to just take OverWorld 101." Mao said with a shrug "So I don't know who teaches this class. Ooooo! Maybe we'll get something fascinating, like a person! It would be cool if could get a person to teach us!"

Mao was about to say something else but she froze in her seat for a moment with an odd look on her face before turning around. Standing there holding one of her actual wings in hand was a short hunched old man in a peacoat. His eyes seemed to be squinted shut and it seemed that all the hair on his head decided to migrate to his eyebrows and upper lip. His mustache was so big you couldn't see his mouth anymore. And were his ears pointed or were Danielle's eyes playing tricks on her again?

"Oh ho! We have a cupid in this class now! How glorious!" he said scuttling over to the front of his desk, Mao's wing still in hand. Mao looked a bit traumatized and was absentmindedly rubbing the spot on her back where the wing normally floated by. Danielle guessed that it was the equivalent of having someone just take your arm off and use it as a pointer. Wait, you could pull Mao's wings off? !

"I was going to teach you about the meaning of life but now I think I'll do a lesson on cupids, I'm feeling in a cupid-y mood thanks to that girly over there."

Danielle gaped at him. This weird old man knows the meaning of life?

"Aha! I can tell by the looks on your faces that you are surprised that I know the meaning of life! Well I'll just cut that lesson short and tell you what it is!"

At this everyone leaned forward in their seats staring intently at the man. This had to be good.

"The meaning of life is," he said furrowing his brows "the Backstreet Boys!"

What?

"It's a charming band from Earth, they're absolutely horrible and definitely not the actual meaning of life, I can't believe you fell for that one! I had to do something new since I already faked that heart attack yesterday."

The rest of class stared in disbelief. The amount of strange teachers that Danielle found herself being the student was steadily increasing while the number of normal teachers was practically nonexistent.

"Sir, could I have my wing back? I can't feel the left side of my back." Mao said, still looked a bit glassy eyed.

The teacher, who wrote his name as Mr. Mundo on the blackboard, relinquished his grip on the wing in his hand which floated back to its previous position behind Mao's back. She seemed to recover a bit once it returned.

"Now since we have a cupid and a lucid dreamer in the class, let's focus on the cupid!"

All eyes were now on Danielle and Mao. This attention was very uncomfortable for the two and Danielle had to wonder how this man's train of though flowed. It probably wasn't that much better than hers, actually.

"I find it interesting that you aren't humping a student right now." Mr. Mundo said while looking at Mao, chin in hand. "What's your name?"

"I'm Mao!" the eponymous girl said, unfazed by the question the teacher asked.

"Ah! That's explains it. Nicholas has told me about you! You truly frighten him." The short old man said with a very understanding tone. Danielle of course had no idea what was going on. Why would Mao be humping a student? She didn't even bother thinking about why the teacher would ask something like that, she was already far more used to the strange teachers than she would like to admit at this point. The rest of the students seemed to be the same way.

"OKAY THEN!" Mr. Mundo shouted spinning around and pointing at Mao with agility that was generally not associated with someone of his age "We all know that Cupids are the antithesis of Angels in morals yes?"

The class murmered replies of yes. Danielle had never met a cupid sans Mao before, but she had heard stories about them. She just didn't really know what they looked like. This explained why she didn't recognize her species when she saw her for the first time.

"Now tell me why Angels and Cupids hate each other!" he pointed at a random student in the back "You there with the face!"

"Um…" Came the unnerved reply from the back of the room "Angels are more prudish and Cupids constantly have wild rampant sex with anything that moves?"

"Correct! Angels have much stronger moral values than Cupids! Cupids have even been referred to as the succubae in the sky, or incubi if they're male. Now Miss Mao would you care to explain what id wrong with your pheromones?"

Pheromones? At this point Danielle was very interested in what was going on. She didn't know much about Mao. Or cupids for that matter.

"I'm really weird, that's why!" Mao replied cheerfully. "I don't really make the attraction pheromones too well."

"Well what pheromones do you produce, I can smell them from here, and don't you lie to me!"

"Ehehehe…you see my pheromones don't really attract people. It's more like they repel people…they used to call me boner kill back home. I can make the other kind though, just not as strong…" Mao replied rubbing the back of her head awkwardly.

This was interesting, Danielle thought. Very weird, but interesting.

"Oh you're one of those." Mr. Mundo said nodding. "Well that's awfully rare. Isn't that a one in ten thousand affliction?"

Mao nodded with a wide grin.

"No wonder you were picked on! It's practically like you're an angel except less culturally taboo. But I'm sure you have someone to defend you up in the OverWorld!" Mr. Mundo said.

"Yup! But I'd really rather be down here in DreamWorld." Mao replied cheerfully.

Danielle was wondering why being a social outcast was being treated like it was nothing, but the thought was pushed aside once Mr. Mundo decided to show the class how to condense the gaseous pheromones Mao was constantly secreting into liquid. By the end of the class Mao and Danielle had vials filled with blue-liquid-cock block, and were more than ready to go to lunch.

The two happily made their way to the cafeteria, and Danielle had a stroke of genius before they entered. She quickly doused herself with the vial of Mao's liquid pheromones. She rubbed it in her hair, uniform, and armpits, making sure that she was completely covered in it. The pheromones seemed to evaporate off of her as she put it on, but Mao assured her that it was normal. Mao in the meantime was producing her own pheromones and guaranteed that Danielle would be safe for at the very least the whole lunch period. Together they were able to have a peaceful lunch period where they were completely ignored by everyone else.

Danielle and Mao, once finished with getting their daily sugar intake, parted ways, and Danielle went off to find her next class.

"Hmm…looks like I have Extortion now. Sounds interesting!"

Danielle made her way towards the classroom. Upon reaching the door (she managed to find her way there this time) she braced herself for any weirdness that might ensue and pushed the door open.

Upon entering the classroom, Danielle noticed a very slender woman with sandy colored hair done up in a bun atop her head with two long strands hanging down framing her face. She had a strapless magenta dress that touched the floor and flared up into a shape vaguely resembling a lotus flower with matching opera gloves. There was a small pair of pink demon wings floating behind her coupled with a long pink tail shaped like a heart at the end wrapped around her legs.

The thing that stood out the most was the fact that she was staring at herself longingly in a small heart shaped hand mirror she was holding. In all seriousness she looked like she was going to start kissing her reflection.

The other students were already in their seats and Danielle just took one of the empty ones at the back of the room. The woman continued staring at herself while murmuring something unintelligible. Is she okay?

A student after five minutes, decided to raise their hand and try to get her attention.

"Ms. Ivory?"

"Ah, I'm so beautiful. Aphrodite herself pales in comparison." Ms. Ivory crooned to herself, "If only I could clone myself."

"Ms. Ivory?"

She waved the hand that wasn't holding the mirror absentmindedly. "Oh you're flattering me! I'm certainly not more beautiful than a thousand burning suns. It's more like two thousand, but it's the thought that counts."

"Um, I didn't say tha-"

"Oh please just stop! You're making me blush!"

Danielle stared at this woman as she admired herself in the mirror, spewing compliments about her beauty. There was something seriously with her. Is she in love with herself?

Danielle leaned forward and tapped the shoulder of the student in front of her. "Please tell me that she's under the influence of a bad love spell or something."

The student in front of her shook their head. ""Fraid not. You'll get used to it, sometimes she teaches us. Today we just forgot to get rid of her mirrors. Aren't you that new Lucid Dreamer?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Danielle doodled on a piece of paper for the whole class as Ms. Ivory was too absorbed with herself to notice she had a class to teach.

Danielle, now that last class that taught about the meaning of self-cest was a bit disturbed and definitely a bit reluctant to go to her last class of the day. However since it was Lucid Dreaming Techniques, she figured that it would be too important to miss.

"I'm absolutely certain that this next teacher will be off their rocker," Danielle said to herself as she navigated through the school halls, "But I will make it! No amount of weirdness shall disturb me any longer! I can do this!"

Danielle gave a shout of victory which earned her a few stares and took off in the direction of her next class.

It took her close to ten minutes to find the class room as she had initially gone in the exact opposite direction of where her class was located, but she got there and that was all that mattered. Spurred on by her claim to not back done in the face of weirdness, Danielle shoved the door open and walked into the classroom with a face that was probably meant to be serious but came out looking silly.

Inside the classroom were six people who all turned to look at her once she came in.

"I seek the teacher for I am the new student!"

"HELLO!"

"SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!"

Danielle was prepared for overall weirdness. She was not prepared for some crazy guy with bangs that covered most of his visible face sans a bit of his nose and his mouth to show up right in her face. It was worse than meeting the principles for the first time! The shock knocked Danielle down on her butt.

"Welcome to the LUCID DREAMING TECHNIQUES class~ I am Mr. Eldritch. It brings joy to my heart to see a brand new student because I don't get many! A thousand welcomes!"

Danielle was still clutching her heart and taking deep breaths. This guy was just plain wierd! His voice was all musically deep and creepy as hell! Where did the principal's hire the staff for this place? !

"Are you okay my dear?" he asked stooping down and leering into Danielle's face. Danielle couldn't even see his eyes and his stare was just about to make her pee her pants.

"YOU ARE A SCARY BITCH!" Danielle shouted.

Mr. Eldritch paused for a second before standing up, walking into a corner, and then sitting down in it, head on his knees. Purple lines of sorrow appeared above his head.

"Another one!" he wailed, "Why is everyone so frightened of me?"

Danielle stared at him as she continued to catch her breath. Sure she felt bad about calling him scary since he was wailing, but this guy was named Eldritch for a damn good reason.

"We're sorry about that, it happens a lot. It's not just you." Danielle looked up to see a chubby fox demi-human girl with long black hair and markings around her eyes. "He scares everyone on their first day. Actually he still kinda scares me."

There was another wail from Mr. Eldritch at the last part.

"I'm Ira, I assume you're the new Lucid Dreamer?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah…" Danielle said as she eased herself off the ground. Maybe she wasn't prepared to take on all the weirdness in the school. Now it was more like all the weirdness in the school except Mr. Eldritch.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope you're a good fighter because I could use a good ally."

"What was that last bit?"

"Here, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone else? What was your name I didn't catch that." Ira said.

"I'm Danielle!"

The other students had stooped chatting with each other, except for a purple haired boy who was asleep, and turned to look at the newest student.

"Oh my God, hi!"

Danielle was flanked by that blonde girl she had seen in her Survival class. The blond boy she had left with was there too. Huh, she didn't know they were Lucid Dreamers.

"I'm so excited to see you! I bet we're gonna be the best of friends!"

Now that Danielle actually looked at her, there seemed to be something off about this girl. For starters her eyes were three different colors; they were divided into sections of purple, pink and green. And she had really big boobs and a really tiny waist. For some reason she was out of uniform instead in a tight blue shirt that revealed most of her stomach and a really short silver skirt matched with fishnet stockings and gold boots. Her skin was the color of pure white porcelain and her hair was the color of spun gold with beautiful pink pigment tied in with- whoa. Danielle shook her head. Something weird just happened to her train of thought.

"My name is Mary Serenity Stella Ebony Luna Sakura Capricorn Slytherin Love!" the girl pulled the blond boy over so he was also in front of Danielle. "And this is my identical twin brother Gary Zeus Dumbledore Harkness Castiel Ryu Odin David Love! Isn't he kawaii?"

Danielle noticed her brother was hitting the same level of weird looking as his sister. His hair was blond too, but his had purple running through it instead of pink. And his eyes were green in the top half of his iris and purple on the bottom half. And why was he out of uniform too? He oozed style with the artfully torn jeans, and the unbuttoned shirt that showed his perfectly sculpted- what the hell was going on with Danielle's train of thought? !

"Uh, nice to meet you…" Danielle was suspicious of those two, but every time she thought about them she couldn't help but think about how beautiful they were and detailed descriptions of their clothes. She decided to not think about them too much.

"Oh piss off you two; she doesn't wanna hear your names or your life's story."

A girl with a short bright pink bob and eyes of the same color shoved the blonde's out of the way and jabbed a thumb in her chest.

"Hey there. My names's Arianachimeanda, but call me Aria. Don't ask about the name, it's an Imp thing."

At that last part Danielle noticed small, nubby horns poking out of her hair next to the pink ribbons in it. Before Danielle had a chance to say anything she pointed her thumb in the direction of the sleeping purple-haired boy. Why was he in pajamas?

"That's Romeo, but we all call him Drowzee. Hell, it doesn't matter what you call him because he's always tired!" Aria turned her head to face Romeo, "Ain't that right Shirley?"

Romeo blearily opened one eye and nodded before his head lolled to the side again. Aria snickered to herself and pulled a can of shaving cream seemingly out of nowhere and crept over to the sleeping boy.

"Ah…" Ira raised a hand to say something to Aria, but the Imp already put shaving cream all over Romeo's face. "...Never mind. Oh! That's Cecil, I almost forgot to introduce you, how rude of me!"

Ira gestured to a, what looked like a…falcon demi- human. At least that's what Danielle assumed from the huge brown wings folded behind Cecil's back, and the black markings around Cecil's eyes. Cecil smiled softly and nodded in greeting. Danielle waved slowly as a confused look crossed her face.

Cecil's hair was light blue, short and choppy, but there was a piece that was braided and tied with a small orange bow. Cecil was really tall and skinny too and there was a ring on one of Cecil's fingers. Cecil's skin was kinda tan and really smooth looking too, but Danielle read somewhere that the green lines painted straight down from underneath bird demi-human's eyes to the cheeks meant they had become a man or a woman or something.

Was Cecil a boy or a girl? ! She couldn't tell! Danielle stared at Cecil with her head cocked to the side. Cecil was either a feminine boy or a tomboyish, flat-chested girl.

"Okay…" Danielle managed to tear her gaze away from Cecil, and look back towards her fellow Lucid Dreamers. "Well you guys all seem cool so that's good!"

"Well that's great! I'm glad you think so!" Ira said with a smile.

"Yeah! I was scared you'd end up like those freaks." Aria said gesturing rudely to the blonde's, "But you still have to prove your awesomeness so don't get a big head."

"You take that back!" Mary said as…her brother began to break down into tears.

"Nobody loves me!" Gary shouted, "I should just go die!

"No Gary! Please don't die Gary! There are so many main characters that are in passionate undying love with you!" Mary cried.

Aria pulled a throwing knife out of her skirt pocket and put it in Gary's hands. "Here! Take this I beg of you! Maybe this time you'll actually go through with it instead of wimping out like you always do!"

At this Cecil slapped Aria upside the head. She let out a cry of pain and glared at Cecil. "Hey! You're thinking it too you he-she!"

Cecil smacked her again and Aria ran towards Cecil only to be stopped by Cecil sticking a hand out onto Aria's forehead. She tried to run towards Cecil with her arms flailing around, spewing curse words but Cecil's arm prevented her from moving forward. Romeo was dead asleep with a shaving cream beard and Mr. Eldritch was still moping in the corner. Mary was having some sort of tragic moment with her brother and the only people who weren't being overly melodramatic were Ira and Danielle. Ira turned to face Danielle and smiled sheepishly.

"I'm sorry; sometimes things get out of hand…"

"Are you kidding? This is the best and most normal class I've had all day!"

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A/N: I apologize for the hideously long wait for this chapter. I actually lost the USB that this was on and it turns out I didn't save this onto my computer. It took me two month's to find it and then after that I have no excuse because I just plain forgot I had something up here. Special thanks to Ritsuioko23 for reminding me that "Hey! You've got something on FictionPress!"

This chapter was mainly introductory to some characters so I apologize for lack of action. It'll pick up soon.