The golden thoughts: Welcome welcome readers! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, gays and lesbians, jerks and bitches…how ya doin? I'd doubt you'd know but this is a little based on "Two Weeks Notice" by Marc Lawrence. Does somebody know that awesome movie? :D

Disclaimer: If I own Kingdom Hearts it'd probably suck balls so, no. I don't own it.

Episode I – Nathalia Samantha Eris "Naminé" Ridley

THE SHE-POV

"…so in other words, Scott—Severus something dumped you?"

"Naminé…! It's Seifer for god's sake! And yes," someone sniffled from the other line. "He dumped me."

"I told you a thousand times, Katherine—"

"—Kairi!—"

"—that guy was just a playboy. This is the 53rd time girl. And seriously, where the hell did "Kairi" come from?"

"Oh yeah? Where did "Naminé" come from, huh, Nathalia?"

"Touché."

So here goes my best friend for life, Katherine Lois Labelle, also known as Kairi, a red-haired girl I met in high school, ranting her heart out for some gold-digging guy who she went out with for just a week. Kairi never learns. I told her to not stick with the bad boys. Why, they were only no-good people anyway! I don't get why people, well some of them, prefer the bad boys over the good guy ones. Sure, they're attractive and all, but never faithful and responsible…like, was it Shane? Lucifer? Pacifier? Ah, hell. Like I care. No matter how hard Katherine gets hurt, she surprisingly gets over them fast. And fast I mean in 3 days time. And this, is not an exception.

"—and then I saw him making out with that girl! Gross!"

"So now what?" I asked. She knew damn well I didn't listen, which only provided more of my amusement when she shrieked at the other line.

"You didn't listen to me again you bitch!"

I laughed. "Who'd want to listen to your rants anyway? I've heard them thousands of times, best friend. And trust me, they're boring."

"Ugh! You're so mean! And Seifer was really attractive too…with that sexy scar and that hair…ooh! And his muscles! And—"

"Whoa whoa! Stop with the details, sister! That's too much!"

Kairi laughed at the other line. That's one of her problems. Kairi was too much of the "girly girl" type. And I wasn't. I never really liked those frilly dresses, make-ups and the feet torturer; high heels. I wondered how me and Kairi got along. Guess the "opposites attract" huh?

Well anyway, enough of those crap. My name is Nathalia Ridley. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and I'm 5'3. I like to wear trousers and I indulge in daily doses of caffeine at Starbucks. My friends and family call me Naminé. Well then, since you're reading a story about yours truly, you can call me that too. Oh yeah, I forgot, I'm still at Starbucks, drinking Espresso while waiting for Kairi. This is our activity when she gets dumped again—meet up and order cakes. Cakes or cookies. Whichever is best.

Nothing is too exciting anymore. It's just the same way everyday—wake up, prep up, work, work, work, drink coffee, then go home. I can't go home without coffee. Trust me; you'd never want to see me without any caffeine in my system. Unless you're prepared to see a witch.

I live in a city called Radiant Garden. It's nice. Nuff said.

Oh yeah, 2 more things; I'm single and not interested. So back off.

I never really cared about relationships. Sure I dated someone—his name was Roxas, I think—before, buuuuuuuut that was way behind. So, no. I'm on hiatus for a relationship.

Kairi and her sister had been persistent too—setting me up on blind dates without my knowledge. But the date always ends up with the guy running off crying. Don't. Ask.

They still didn't give up.

"Naminé!"

Speak of the devilish angel.

Kairi ran to me in her ridiculously 5-inch high heels. Who the hell would run in those…things?

So today, she was wearing short shorts, and a pink mini-dress with eyeliner and lipstick. Bleh. Add that Dolce and Gabanna shades as well by the way.

"Namiii~!"

I forgot how tight Kairi's hugs were.

"More Banana Sundae please!" Kairi demanded at the too-delighted waiter.

"Right away!"

I was very much used to Kairi's "dessert vents". What, years of knowing her and being her best friend earn you some points. Even when she was on a diet, she'd break it by ordering shitload amounts of cakes, cookies, and ice cream until she was satisfied. The good thing is that she always pays, so it's freeeeeeeeeee for me! See how I benefit in this friendship? Okay.

"Ugh. I can't believe in men anymore! They're all the same." Kairi grunted from across me.

"You always say that Kai. For all we know you'll be off with another man claiming "He's the one! He's the one!" Geez."

"I-I…! I do not! You lie Nathalia!"

I laughed. Hanging out with her was never boring. As soon as her sundae arrived, she was back to shoving the spoon down her throat. Honestly, who can digest all that ice cream in just 1 hour?

"How 'bout you Naminé?" she suddenly asked, and I was very much aware of the sly smirk on her fair face. Crap.

"What do you mean?" I tried to act dumb. Blondes are dumb after all.

"Oh you know~how was that guy, Hayner? Didja hook up?"

"Not a chance. The guy barely talked to me!"

Either the guys I got on a date with are too shy or uninterested. Like this Hayley guy.

"God!" she threw her arms out in exasperation while I sipped my ginger tea calmly. "What is wrong with you Nathalia? You're smart, you're beautiful, and you're charming! I don't get why no one is so…so…ugh!"

And there goes her ranting again.

"Katherine, I told you. I'm not interested. You and Xion are the only ones who kept setting me up anyway!"

"But you weren't so serious back then." She pouted. "Remember Roxas? You two were so sweet and adorable back then!"

"Are we seriously going to talk about him again?"

I hated talking about any of my exes. Roxas was no exception. Roxas and I were going strong for 2 years, but he suddenly broke it off through Facebook. How stupid is that?

"Fineeee." She glared at me childishly. "Have it your way then!"

Hallelujah! Thank you!

After we separated ways (and me having some on-the-go latte), I hopped inside my car and took off, not wanting to be late for the next episode of The Simpsons…what? Why are you looking at me like that? It's hilarious! And I love that show! Don't you?

Oh well.

…

I tried to ignore the stupid ringing in my pocket. The ringtone belonged to her…and her I mean her. Larxene. My bitchy, bossy boss. I'm going to regret picking that up huh?

And stupid me, I did pick it up.

"Yeah?"

"Blondie," Talk about hypocrite. "You're in charge tomorrow. I'll be going away for a vacation."

"At this time?"

"Duh. And it's going to take 3 months."

Bitch.

"3 months? Whoa whoa boss, I can't manage everything you do!" I tried to reason, but she scoffed. "You know I'm clumsy! Why not just let Marluxia do it?"

"He's going with me, so, YOU're the last choice."

"Dmitri?"

"Hell no! He'll screw everything up!"

Last one. If this doesn't work I'll sell my soul to the she-devil…

Don't let her hear that. SHH!

"…Axel?"

Click.

She hanged up on me.

Make that double bitch.

As I put away my phone, I wasn't really looking at the road I was driving. And when you don't look at the road when you drive, it leads to accidents. Accidents mean trouble. And trouble means debt. And debt means you would have to pay for the damages. So when I suddenly crashed into the back of a (fuckingly expensive-looking) black Hummer…you know what.

Oh, and, add a pissed-off looking handsome guy with gravity-defying black hair who stepped out of said Hummer, just crap.

FML.

Damn my neighbours are noisy. So did you like it? :D Next chapter is the appearance of the pissed-off looking handsome guy with gravity-defying black hair. Ring any bells?

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