A/N: Hello minna-san! This is my first time writing here so please be nice and review. Sorry if there are some mistakes!
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Sweet Honesty
By: mukyaa
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Chapter 1: Meeting
"They're so hot…" A random guy was drooling over the sight. 7 girls were walking like socialites and have sparkling backgrounds. They have shades on their eyes, high-class clothes and a venti (the tallest size at starbucks) caramel frappucino and they have 5 shopping bags with high-class brands. "Maybe if I marry them, I'll be as rich as King Solomon!" Another random guy exclaimed. The girls were glaring daggers at the 7, obviously envious.
"Hotaru, I don't like the way those girls look at us." The brunette, Sakura Mikan, whispered to her bestfriend, the raven-haired inventor, Imai Hotaru. "I think we overdone it." She replied stoically. Mikan nodded and turn to glare at the green-haired girl with a perm named Shouda Sumire. "What?" Sumire demanded. She ask that for common-sense but she was sweating because of the dagger-glares being shoot at them. "How 'bout this; we run for our lives." A girl with light brown hair that was styled fringe and was wavy at the ends announced. She is called Obana Chiaki. The others don't need telling twice because they run for their lives followed by desperate fanboys with retarded questions.
Place:
Girls restroom
"Why didn't I think of this place?" Hotaru raise an eyebrow at Mikan. "Because you're an idiot." Hotaru said plainly. Mikan pout while the others laugh. "Let's go now." Chiaki was half-way to the door when a girl with pink, curly, hair stop her. "You mean be swarm by fanboys?" She look at the girl called Umenomiya Anna. "Anna dear, I thought about that. Were just gonna tell them were call 911 and FBI and CIA if they attack us." She explain with a sly grin. The others laugh again at the 2nd most intelligent and evil friend they have.
"If you boys ask retarded questions again, I'll call 911, FBI and CIA." A bluette named Ogasawara Nonoko said to her fanboys with a glare. The boys froze and vanished like the wind. "Chiaki is a genius." Mikan said between her giggles. She then spotted her favorite stoe for food; Howalon (note: Howalon and fluff puff's are the same. H is japanese and fp is english). She was running there when her friends called out; "Mikan look out!" Too late, she bump to a guy. "Gosh little girl, your wearing polkadotted-panties." A guy with mesy raven hair and crimson eyes teased. Mikan's eyes went wide; "PERVERT!!!!!" The guy smirk and pretended to check his ears if its bleeding. "Do you like to kill people with screams? And I'm not a pervert because you show it to me." He explained. Mikan was glaring daggers at her. Her friends hurried over to her. "Mikan, your glaring is not scary, its comical." Hotaru said. "Oh?" The guys and girls sweatdropped when an almost bald-guy notice their clothes and shopping bags; "Hey! Ya' guys look rich! Mind treating us to starbucks?" He said huskily. The girls drop their purchases and their caramel frapp and their mouths were hanging open. "Did we really over did the pretending and faking of purchases?" The girls thought at the same time.
End of chapter 1
A/N: Even though its short, its still hard to type and think about! I'am so happy I finally figure out how to use the fucking (sorry for my language, I'm just really mad) document manager! I really can't understand it! Please review people!!
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