Like Never Before
Skip Beat Fanfic
Ch.1 Passions
So guys this story is 'bout a new star being born. So now you think that this is 'bout Ren/Someone else, but it's not. It's Ren/Kyouko.
What do you do when life gets boring? Let me tell you what I do. I get a new hobby. So when you hear the word 'hobby' you think 'bout stuff like art and others. I go deeper.
(Plane Sounds)
A guy- Girl, you have a license?
Me- Who cares? And yes I do.
At the blooming age of 18 my passions are doing anything exciting. Adventures, Night treks you name it. And now currently it's flying. So you go with the usual 'pilot' thing. And that's where you are WRONG. Boo hoo. I fly stunt jets and anything fast. Give me anything that flies and 10 mins and I'll figure it out and fly it for you. People say that I'm too carefree for my own good. And if you call 'I hate formal dinners and don't give a damn 'bout my best friend dating the hottest guy in the town or country or world' too carefree then yes I'm carefree. But then again I do hate relationships. More like hate being in one. Well not 'hate' but more like 'I don't give a damn'. So my friends, I have never had a boyfriend. Yes call me 'weird', 'boyish' or just plain damn stupid. Now back to the flying part. So out all the hobbies I have the major are flying, acting and singing. So now you guys will be like how the heck am I getting to fly the newest, fastest jet , not even out on the markets right? And that's where my story begins.
The Excelsior's. Now the Excelsior's are THE richest family in America. You know like in Gotham (Batman) Bruce Wayne's father Dr. Thomas Wayne is the richest? Something like that. So the heir of this particular family is pampered to every inch of his/her life. Now if he/she tells that she/he wants this particular Barbie Doll but not any of the other clone like Barbie dolls with better features she/he gets This Barbie Doll. O.K I know stupid example. Any way the thing is the family is respected. Jeez. S o back to why I get to fly.
My name is Serafura Excelsior – The future heir to the Excelsior fortune.
So hey you got to know my name and my passion. But you do not know the one flaw in being the Excelsior heir. 3 guesses. No, I do not get bullied by kids because I have everything they want and No, I am not a dumbass and No, I have true friends. You are out of chances to guess. The flaw is that you get engaged at the age where parents have the added advantage of making us shut up by just forcing a plastic thing into our poor toothless mouths and tempting us by showing us a bar of chocolate making us say AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! 'I want I want' and considering it as our consent towards the wedding. But with the disadvantage comes an advantage. To be married to the poor idiot you were promised to only comes into action if and only if you fall in love with this particular guy. So now that's a lot coming from me. So now maybe my dad fell in love with my mom and maybe my grand dad fell in love with my grand mom and maybe my great grand dad fell in love with my great grand mom and maybe everyone else fell in love with everyone else too. But NOT me. Hah Hah. No way dad, mom. I'm not falling in your trap.
So what do I do when my mom and dad utters those three words which have the power to turn every smiling Cinderella into a growling beast (You are engaged. GAK)?Of course I do what every girl does at that horrific moment (tried and tested and 100% foolproof)! Scream at the top of my voice (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) AND (I HATE YOU!) (YOU LIFE RUINER) Of course. Well not so graphic but hey you get the idea.
Mom- O.K
Me- Really? Thanks Mom!
One lesson I have learned from adults- Never EVER give them a chance to rethink. You know like this; -
Girl- Mom can I get my ears pierced?
Mom: - Yeah
Girl- Really? Really?
Mom- Eras pierced? Hey… wait a second…
Yeah just like that. So I decide to scoot when I have the upper hand. Then my dad passes a slip with his name and address.
Dad- Let's talk 'bout this later.
When I slipped into my room I glance at the name of my ugh fiancée.
Kuon Hizuri