Mia's POV:

I had come home from tuition. My mom came up to me.

"Oh, you know Brandon said we check out this student care called 'HHS'." She said. I decided to go because I had nothing better to do except cry in my room. When we reached there, we were greeted with the friendly face of Teacher Olivia. She was so friendly on my viewing day but on my actual first day, the teachers were MEAN!!! And that, folks, is how I ended up in House Of Hot Shortz.

Joy's POV:

I was bored. I was in my dad's car. I was outside which I thought was the worst place ever. It was a very boring day in my very boring life. We walked in. The first thing I saw was a crazy dude. Crazy Dude was yelling. Crazy Dude was arguing over some card game. I now know it is called Cardfight Vanguard. Moving on...

"Hello!" Some overly cheerful lady pops out of nowhere.

"Hello, I'm here for the viewing." My dad put on his fake business smile. He uses that a lot.

"I'm Teacher Oliva!" She said, bringing us around that messy, loud, looks-pretty-boring place.

"Eh! Introduce yourself." My dad poked my arm.

"Joy." I murmured, sulking.

"Sorry?" She smiled back at me. (Let us take a moment to scream. Find out why later.)

"Joy." I repeated. Apparently she was deaf. She still couldn't hear me. My dad introduced me instead. I really wish he did that from the start. Yeah...So bla bla bla. Signed the contract and what crap. I died of boredom and...yeah I'm sharing this as a warning. Even if you're desperate, don't join. I made the cover. Yay. Ok, this is redundant. Baii.

Hi, Joy here. We publish at different times. My friend is Buttermix