Popular. Famous. Respected.

Those are the three words that people see me as. I'm a famous model, so I will be immensely popular. And, the outcome is I have to be respected.

It's kind of snotty for me to say that but it's true. Not only do I say those things, other people, the ones that adore me, say it too.

To get things straight, I'm not spoiled. I'm not one of those rich kids that always get whatever they want, and I'm actually attending public school. Now that's unheard of. If I was homeschooled, I wouldn't have met awesome friends that I have now. As in friends, I mean real friends that are always there for you whenever you need them. They will have to be Yuki, Yori, and Ruka.

Ruka, my most trusted childhood friend, has a massive personality and is the one I go to, mostly, if I need someone to talk too. She has been there for me since I was in third grade. Ruka is also the one that has a thing for boys. She would constantly go boy hunting with Yuki.

As for Yuki, she is a crazy, hyper, sweet, and a funny girl. Yuki would be cracking up jokes 27/7 and also the person to go to if its boy trouble. She is, sometimes, the scary one of the group. Yuki can kick some ass if she has too. To sum everything up, Yuki is a major party girl. I first met her in seventh grade along with her very good friend, Yori.

Speaking of Yori, she is a really shy and quiet girl, but that's only if Yori is in school. When she hangs out with us, Yori can talk until her mouth falls out. She acts totally herself when it's just us four. Yori is like our little sister. She might be small but she can pack a punch. Yori is a full black belt in martial arts and might look adorable and helpless in the outside, but is freaking violent in the inside.

I can't really think straight right now because I'm in the chaotic heat. I'm shooting a photo-shoot for a summer fashion line in the middle of nowhere. My palms are all sweaty and I need to put on a second layer of deodorant because it's sweating off faster than I can put more on. Shooting in a summer field in this summer heat will give me an uneven bikini tan when I'm done with this.

I have been out in this field for about 4 hours with only a lawn chair and an umbrella to shade I while, my mom gets to be in a trailer with an a/c.

My mom is the owner of this modeling agency called. I don't hate modeling, it's just I should get better treatment, but I don't complain. She has done more for me then I can for myself, and if I'm going to respect her then might as well help her out. I'm just lucky I don't have to be in her situation.

"Okay Rima," my photographer said while holding up his camera and taking a big sip out of his 32 oz. coke bottle," Give me some neck. This is going to be your last photo-shoot for today.

"Okay," finally I thought. I did what he told me to do.

After a couple of shots, I entered the trailer to find my mom on the phone. "Oh my…what? Really? Yes…" my mom said while on the phone.

I just rolled my eyes. I gave a big sniff of myself. Urg…I smell like nature and sunscreen. I hit the shower and washed off all the sweat and stench. While I was in the shower, I thought, a Sunday doing work when I could be out with my friends, but I shoved the thought away.

It was September. We started school last month. I'm a junior and also a valid Victorian. (I'm a Valid Victorian only in my junior class.) Nothing really great happened when school started except there are new freshmen's and it happens every year. They see me and say," Oh my gosh, it's Rima Touya!" I really see it as a welcome not something that annoys me at all. Sometimes I would sign autographs and meet someone new every year.

I got out of the shower and put on my clothes. When I walked out of the restroom, my mom was still on the phone. I wonder when we're leaving because us four girls, Yuki, Ruka, Yori, and I, made a plan to go to Yuki's house to hang out.

I waved my hand in front of my mom's face. "Uhhh… mom, remember I'm going to Yuki's house later." I said hoping she didn't forget.

My mom gave me a 'wait a moment I'm on the phone' look. I sighed and waited.

"Okay…okay. I'll tell her. Alright, bye-bye Jessica." My mom hung up the phone. "I'm sorry for the wait Rima; I was on the phone with Jessica."

"It's okay." Jessica was my mom's best friend since high school and she also has her own modeling agency.

," And no, I didn't forget about your hangout with Yuki." My mom finished. "But, before any of that matters, guess what?" she smiled with excitement.

I gave her a look. "What?"

"Jessica and I have decided that you and Shiki are going to do a photo-shoot together next week!" She jumped showing her pearly whites. "Isn't that great?"

I gave her a confusing look. , "Shiki?" Who is that guy? I have never heard of him before. "Who is that?"

Suddenly, my mom's smile slowly faded and turned into a frown. "Y-you know who Shiki is right? He is Jessica's son." She tried to get me to remember this 'Shiki' guy, but I have no clue what she is talking about.

"Jessica has a son?" What is my mom talking about? She doesn't have a son. I never heard of her son before.

"WHAT? You didn't know Jessica has a son? He attends the same school as you!" She literally yelled in disbelief.

So this Shiki guy goes to the same school and he's Jessica's son. He must be a loser if I haven't heard of him in the school or even on T.V.

"No clue mom." I shrugged.

She sighed. "Well it doesn't matter either way. You'll meet him on Saturday so don't plan anything on that day, okay?"

I laughed. "Well can we go so I won't be late for Yuki's?"

"Ah yes!" She clapped her hands together. Then she yelled from the back to the driver. "Jared!"

"Yes?" He yelled back," Is it time?"

My mom gave him thumbs up," You bet!"

We were off of the field and headed home so I won't be late to Yuki's house.

Shiki's POV

I turned my headphones on full blast. Siting in the agency doing absolutely nothing isn't what I would do in the Sunday but I had to do a shoot so might as well pass the time by listening to my iPod. I'm lounging on my blue velvet couch in my dressing room, texting Ichijo and Aido at the same time.

Then suddenly, my mom came busting in my dressing room. "Shiki, guess what?"

I gave her a look and unplugged my earphones from my ears. "Uhhh, what if I was changing?"

She rolled her eyes. "Why be embarrassed. I have seen you naked dozens of times."

"Gross…" I said scrunching my nose. She better have a good reason to be in here.

"Okay do you remember Karen?" she started with a smile.

I nodded. Of course I remember my mom's best friend. I mean, how couldn't i? She is always on the phone with her.

"Well you're going to do a photo-shoot with her daughter next week. Isn't that great news?" she cupped her hands together.

I gave her one of my 'huh?' looks.

"Oh Shiki you know Karen's daughter. You guys go to the same exact school together." My mom is talking crazy because Karen doesn't have a daughter. If she does then I never heard of her.

"Karen has a daughter?" I replied.

My mom gave me a nod. "You never knew that?"

"Nope." I said halfheartedly. Whoever this daughter of Karen's is, she mustn't be popular because I know everyone that goes to my school…or maybe not. "Well what's her name? Maybe I've met her once at school before."

"Rima Touya," She said straight out.

Rima Touya…hmmm,"Naw, never heard of her." I popped my earphones back on, and got back to texting Ichijo and Aido.

"Shiki!" I could hear my mom's voice from the full blast on my earphones. I took out the plugs from my ears.

"Yeah?" Hopefully she would leave.

"Let me finish before you can ignore me. Well if you don't know her then try too. If you don't then it doesn't matter." My mom handed me a schedule. "This is your schedule. Next week on Saturday, be free because you won't be going anywhere either way." She said seriously. "Karen will arrive at eight a.m. sharp, so that means you have to wake up early. The thing you always seem to fail at."

Urg…got to get up early on a Saturday now.

"Also, we will be doing the shoot here. Okay that'll be it." She walked of my dressing room.

I sighed. Great, Have to model on a Saturday with a chick that I have never met before.


Rima's POV

My mom dropped me off at Yuki's house. The only people I'm expecting to see come is Yori and Ruka, of course.

Yuki's house is a big 2 story building. She lives in the 'new' neighborhood area. Yuki's front lawn is really gorgeous too. Green grasses, nicely trimmed bushes, flowers of different colors bordering the sidewalk, and a little bird bath. I would describe her house as cute.

I walked up to Yuki's house. As I was about to ring the doorbell, someone called my name. It was Ruka!

"Rima," She waved walking up to me. Ruka must have walked here. Her house is just two neighborhoods away.

"Hey," I gave her a grateful hug," You are here…early."

Ruka is a slacker and procrastinator. When Ruka gets here on the last minute and thinks she is early, Ruka is actually late.

"Early? I'm always here on time girl, what are you talking about?" Ruka laughed.

I nervously laughed. "Whatever." I rang the doorbell. It didn't take long until Yuki answered the door. She had the biggest smile on her face. She's as perky as ever.

"Hey guys!" Yuki said happily then turned her attention to Ruka. "Ruka, you are here early today."

I laughed and entered the house.

"I've been told." Ruka soughed.

Yuki closed the glass door behind her.

"Where's Yori?" I asked slipping my shoes off and neatly placing them near the door.

Yuki pointed up the curved staircase. "She is up in my room."

We headed up to Yuki's room. When he arrived at her room, Yori was on a pink beanbag texting on her phone. "Hola loves." Yori said happily and turned her attention to Ruka," Oh Ruka, You are her early. That's unexpected."

Ruka's eyebrows twitched. "I'm always early! Gosh!"

Yuki and I giggled. "So, what do you guys want to do today?" Yuki asked getting comfortable in her lounging chair.

It was only 3 in the afternoon. There was a lot to do in the afternoon. For example, go to the mall, watch a movie, or a fancy restaurant, but I was too lazy. After all that modeling, I just wanted to relax.

Yuki's eyes suddenly sparkled. She has an idea. "Why not talk about BOYS!"

Of course Yuki would want to talk about those kinds of things. I mean, it's Yuki!

"Why boys?" Ruka groaned.

"Come on Ruka. I know you want to talk about it too!"

"Whatever."

I just sat in a purple beanbag looking threw my messages. I blinked twice. There was a message I haven't looked at yet. I opened the message. It was from this guy named James Moore.

"Hey guys, do you know a guy named James?" I know more than one James but I really don't care to remember.

Yori looked up from her phone. "His last name?"

"Moore, James Moore." I raised an eyebrow.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was on me. "JAMES MOORE?" They all screamed.

I flinched. Well, I guess they do know who that is.

Ruka's eyes glinted. "Oh. My. Gosh. He is so cute! James is the captain of the Tennis team."

", And I hear he has the whole school crushing on him…well only the girls." Yori said romantically.

"Why do you ask?" Yuki questioned.

I showed them my phone. "He sent me a message."

The three girls gasped. "Read it!"

I rolled my eyes. This is ridiculous, but on second thought, I want to know what is on the message too.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat," Rima when I see you my heart sinks. You're the most beautiful girl at Summit High that I have seen. Your ocean blue eyes and the long silk hair you have, I literally melt away. I have been watching you from afar for a while and it just happens to be love at first sight," I stopped. I couldn't read anymore. This was so bad, but I kept on reading," So, will you be peanut butter to my jelly?" That was it.

"OOOH THAT WAS SO KORNY!" Yuki cried.

Yori and Ruka busted out laughing. I nervously smiled. I guess he is not a very good poet.

"Well at least he's cute." Ruka shook her head. "He should stick to tennis."

"Agreed," Yori and Yuki raised their hand.

It sickens me how guys would only send text messages to ask out girls or to breakup with them. It happened dozens of times to me. I would just delete and ignore. Then something popped into my mind. "How did he get my number?" actually, how did strangers get a hold of my number? (All the asking out messages)

Everyone shrugged.

"It must be stalkers." Yori smiled.

Probably, celebrities have been getting stalked and hacked lately.

Ruka then said," So, are you going to go out with him or what?"

I gave her a 'are you kidding me' look. "Nope."

"Why not?" Ruka then had her pleading eyes. Yori suddenly joined too.

"Because, he is a jock." End of story.

Yuki looked confused. "Just because he is a 'jock', what's wrong with them?"

I could tell them about a million reasons why I font want to go out with a jock. "They are greedy, repulsive, conceited, phonies, arrogant, barbarians, and bossy to the people that are not on their level."

Everyone was quiet.

"Stereotype." Yuki said out of the blue. I rolled my eyes.

Ruka played with her hair. "Not all athletes are like that, you know."

I rolled my eyes. Not everyone, but most of them.

"Well whatever your decisions are, we will support you. But I was just thinking, is all this 'I hate jock thing' because of Erik?" Yori frowned.

"Most likely." I nodded. "But I bet every one of them act just alike."

Erik was my ex-boyfriend and also one of 'those' people. He was captain of the football team. Erik doesn't go to Summit, my high school, but to Martin High School about ten minutes away from our school. The first time I met him, he was a really sweet guy, but later I found out he had cheated on me with three other different girls (each at a different school). How did I know? I have people. When I found out, I knew one way to take revenge, embarrassment.

It was their homecoming night and I snuck to Erick's school to ask his principle if I could make the announcement of who the King and Queen will be. Of course, he let me because I'm 'Rima Touya, the famous model'.

I was at the football field and I made sure Erick didn't see me. He was with 'one' of his girlfriends, arm over shoulder and all. So when I finally got on stage, I could see his face. He looked like he was about to wet himself. Then and there, I made sure he knew he was busted.

I got the microphone and made the announcement," And, I'm proud to announce the homecoming king is…My boyfriend, Erik!" I stopped and smirked. "Oh wait, who's that girl your with?" I said everything really sarcastically. Suddenly, the crowd of 3,000 Oooo'ed. That was the best thing ever.

In the matter of minutes, everyone knew about it. 'How the famous model dumped her boyfriend'. I was on twitter, the news, everywhere! And he deserved every last reason to be embarrassed. That is the reason why I don't date jocks. If there are other athletes, then they all must have the same exact personality as Erick.

I don't need a boyfriend right now. I'm happy single.

"Well anyways, who wants to go see what's in my fridge?" Yuki broke the awkward aura.

"Meee!" We, then, ran down to Yuki's Kitchen.


FINALLY DONE! My first Shima Romance fiction! XD This story will be one of my best fan fictions, I think; I have ever worked hard on. (Not saying I didn't work just as hard as I did on my other stories. I actually have this story in a notebook .) This is actually chapter one and two combined. Chapter two was supposed to be when Rima arrived at Yuki's house. The two chapters took up 16 pages on my notebook. It wasn't a lot of pages (Front and back= 2 pages.).

What's coming up next: We take a look on Rima's everyday school life and here comes James Moore!

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