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A faded childhood memory flashed brightly in Zoe's dream. She couldn't make out most of the events in it, yet she was able to see a little boy, not more than the age of six. His name was Kouichi, and at the background of the scene, she could hear the laughters and screamings of children. This must be the place where I used to attend Kindergarden, she thought dizzily. The little boy placed a moon-shaped necklace gently onto the palm of a little blonde girl.
"Zoe," he began, holding onto her hands. "Promise me that seven years later when I return back to Japan, you will be my girlfriend."
The little blonde girl blinked innocently, oblivious to what he was saying. "But I am your girlfriend, I'm a gilr, and I'm your friend."
Kouichi smiled, "The next time you see me, I'll be as tall as my mommy. And I will wait patiently for seven years. Till that day comes, you'll know what I mean."
Zoe reluctantly opened her eyes to see the sunlights that penetrated through the big glass window, which covered her entire ceiling. She had always been very fond of it; during the morning, she could see the blue sky and warm sunlight welcoming her to her brand new day; during night, she could see the beautiful stars without standing up but just lying on her own bed.
"What a weird dream," she told herself, "I almost forgot about Kouichi's promise seven years ago!"
Yes, Kouichi was Zoe's best friend since the first day they met in kindergarden. They shared a lot in common and quickly became friends. However, the mere thought about love was upseting her, and she was certain. She stared at the necklace that was given to her by Kouichi, and then cocked her eyebrow.
"I never wanted this to happen." Zoe thought, sitting on her bed, lifting the necklace high above her head. "I can only love you as a friend."
Kouji was eating breakfast with his father. Although he loved blueberry pancakes, today they tasted like sponge dipped in lemon dishwashing soap in his mouth. He knew he was being delusional, maybe because of the fact that he was eating them with his dad, the person whom he could never forgive, and the person whom he despised ever since the day his mother died.
Mr. Minamoto took a sip at his coffee and randomly started a topic, "So, are you excited about first day of school?"
Kouji didn't reply, instead he grabbed his books and walked out of the door. "Walter?"
"Yes young master?" the housekeeper asked,
"Pick me up at four today." Kouji demanded coldly.
"Of course, young master." Walter replied relevently.
Mrs. Minamoto (Kouji's stepmother) placed an encouraging hand gently on his. "Don't worry, he's only fourteen right now, he'll get over it when he's ready to."
"Why can't he be more like Kouichi?" He sighed, "Why does he have to be so stubborn?"
"And speaking of Kouichi," she said, "He's coming back from New York tomorrow! I'm sure that he's anxious to see his friend Zoe again!"
"Kouichi and Zoe are just made for each other," he chuckled at the thought of it. "I mean, Kouichi worships the ground she steps on. Maybe, just maybe, they will get marry someday! Oh silly me! I guess I really do wish that it will happen someday!"
"Let's get onto our last Math problem," Mr.Nishiyasu, the math teacher said, "Find the standard form of the equation of a line that goes through (2.5,2) and (-4, 1.25)."
Zoe slumped down on her chair, feeling a major headache. "Why can't my very first class of the year be Geography or something? I stink at math!"
At the very moment, a harsh slam on the door frightened everyone in the class. In front of the door stood a boy, with blue eyes cold as a pack of ice, and his dark raven hair was covered by an unusual looking badana.
"You must be Kouji Minamoto," Mr. Nishiyasu said sarcastically. "You know better than to be late on the first day of school."
Kouji said nothing but walked in. Zoe looked at him, feeling awkward.
"Please take a seat and get out a sheet of paper." Mr. Nishiyasu tapped his chalk on the wooden desk impatiently.
Kouji walked up to him, staring at him with an expression that warned for danger. Out of nowhere and at the most unexpected moment, he shoved the textbooks on Mr. Nishiyasu's desk with a light swing with his arm.
"Pick those up this instant!" Mr. Nishiyasu hollered, his face reddened with fierce.
Zoe gasped, not believing what she was seeing. She'd been into a lot of schools before, but she'd never seen such a daring rebel in her life. Kouji certainly gave her the shock of her life, at least this morning.
"I'm only here to kill some times," Kouji replied sharply with no hesitation or pondering. "I am not here to let you order me around. The only thing that you are payed for is to entertain me with your boring lessons."
"GO TO THE PRINCIPAL NOW!" He belowed once more, angrier than before.
Kouji wasn't a bit scared; he kept his cool by maintaining his stoned-face expression. His eyes deepened then took out his earphone to break the tension. The loud, discordant music from the earphone could be heard loud and clear. He sauntered off into the farthest table from the board and sat down after knocking over a girl's table with his foot.
"What a jerk!" Zoe thought uneasily.
"I guess I'm not going to the office after all." Kouji replied monotonously.
He was right; just then, the bell ran and everyone got out of the classroom as quick as possible, not wanting to be involved in the situation.
That day after school, Zoe walked home with her friend Misha. They were both very pissed about the new kid for being "fresh".
"I mean, who does he think he is?" Zoe complained with contempt, "What a jerk!"
"I heard he's from a very wealthy family." Misha replied.
"I don't care if he's the son of the president or something!" Zoe insisted, "He has no rights to disrespect teachers like that!"
"Shhh!" Misha hushed Zoe. "He's walking towards us now!"
Kouji came by with a pack of boys who looked up to him as a role model. Kouji was of course standing in the middle; the music from his earphones was loud as ever. His boyish good looks somehow stood out from the crowd and caught Misha's eyes through her thick glasses. Just when Misha was daydreaming of something, she accidently got shoved onto the ground. When she pushed herself up, she realized that her vision was a blur.
"My glasses!" Misha exclaimed, "Where is it?"
Kouji looked at Misha and saw a pair of glasses on the ground. He picked it up and looked at it.
"Give it back to her!" Zoe yelled angrily.
"Give it back to me, you, you," Misha uttered weakly, "You jerk! You are a gift from hell!"
With an overwhelming fury within Kouji, he dropped the glasses on the ground and crushed it with his shoes. Zoe tightened her grips; she had never seen such a devil before. Looking at the weak Misha who cried her broken heart out, she knew she wanted to take revenge. She pulled herself to face Kouji, and stared at him intensely.
"You're gonna pay for this!" She murmured.without a second thought, she brought her fist up and punched hardly onto Kouji's face. "You jerk!"
Kouji's face went blank at what this girl was doing. He had never been hit before in his whole life, especially by a mere little woman whom he can easily take on. But he suddenly felt that he wasn't able to harm her, something about her made him puzzled. An episode of a childhood event flashed before his eyes, it was the day that he almost got hit by a car until this person came and saved him. When he looked at Zoe, he was shocked.
"That girl was the person who was in my dream," he thought, " The person who came and saved my life seven years ago. But that's impossible! She hasn't aged a bit!"
Well that's all for the first chapter. I need you guys to review it and tell me what you think of it. Well, see you later!