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Some people say dreams are just vivid imaginations that we grow out of when we're adults. That once you start working in the real world, dreams are easily crushed as we work only for money, not enjoyment. For example, everybody dreams about becoming an astronaut but the chances of being selected is .06%. Or the odds of becoming a professional soccer player is 1.9%. My dreams? Is like one of these quote unquote "impractical jobs". Singing. It fuels my desire to overcome all these small percentage numbers and be that one to outshine the rest. TO BECOME NUMBER ONE AND TO…!
"BRRRRRRRRRRINNNNNNGG!" a sharp sound floods my ear and every part of my body wakes up.
"If you're done dreaming princess, your breakfast is waiting on the table, oh and so is your first day." I fixate my eyes to see my brother smirking, arms crossed withan air horn on one hand.
"Thanks Mikuo for waking me at the best part," I grumble, as I slump to my bathroom.
"Hey, it's what I do." His smirk becomes wider. I glare at him, wishing I had enough energy to smack his face. I probably should have slept early yesterday, but once I begin an anime that captures my attention, I play a game to see how many episodes I can finish without falling asleep. As he leaves, I close the bathroom door.
Before heading downstairs, I take one good look of myself in the mirror. My face looks clean. My uniform is a white blouse and red bow covered by a navy blue jacket which I personally like without the jacket. Navy skirt, two inches above the knees with navy knee socks. My hair in its twin tails held by red bows to match my uniform. I probably should curl my hair considering it is the first day of my 2nd year. Screw it! I look fabulous already. I head downstairs and as usual I see my Mom on her cell phone again. She's pacing around the kitchen talking to her coworker.
"Like I said earlier, calling in the focus group today will make our company look more organized," she sees me come at the breakfast table and gives me a look that says I'm late. I give her a helpless smile which in turn annoys her more.
"Yea, I'm going to have to call you back in five." She cuts the phone and turns to me.
"Miku, it's the first day of school and you're already late." I stuff a piece of bread and chug a glass of milk into my mouth. It's a shame, our maid, Haku, made this beautiful breakfast and I completely wasted it. Well, I wasn't much of breakfast person anyway.
"Look, Mom, a lot of people come late on the first day besides I'm used to sleeping in late." She gives me a frown. Haku cleans my dish and wipes the crumbs I left on the table.
"I'll run to school, okay," I say while putting on my shoes. My mother checks her watch and shakes her head, "Unacceptable. Mikuo, drive your sister to school.
"Are you serious? Why must I waste my energy and time when she offered to run." My brother questions loudly.
"Because I said so." Mom orders. Mikuo groans as he grabs his car keys. My mom is pretty good on getting what she wants. Whether it's at work or at home. She's the type of woman who doesn't accept no at her request. She's the top marketing manager in the city, yet she's never around the house. It's just me, her, and Mikuo, plus Haku, living in this house. Life gets pretty lonely at times.
As soon as I get dropped at school, my brother hits the pedal and dashes off. I enter the school foyer getting ready to switch to my new 2nd-year shoes. Right there, I see a flash of pink catch the corner of my eye. That could only mean one person.
"Luka!" I dive in for a hug, but she puts a hand out in front to stop me.
"Miku." She flips her beautiful, silky hair carelessly. "I don't do hugs, at least not from you."
"Oh Luka, I wasn't going to hug you, I was going to strangle you." I smile sweetly. She eyes my arms, "With those arms, I don't think so."
"Don't underestimate me!" I say while cracking my knuckles.
"Hah!" She smiles like she already won. I squint my eyes at her the most menacingly way possible and she does the same. Until we both burst out laughing.
"You really caught me by surprise there," I say in between laughs.
"Hey you weren't so bad yourself," she puts a hand on my shoulder. My relationship with Luka has always been weird. We fight because we enjoy testing each other's comebacks, nethertheless we always have one another's back. After all, we've known each other since kindergarten. We're practically sisters. We walk together to our classes.
"This is where the road ends," Luka says as we stop at my class.
"I wish we were in the same class, that would have been awesome," I reply dreamily.
"Hey me too, I guess it can't be helped," Luka gives me shrug, "See you later in the cafeteria." With that, she walks down the hall to her class. I let out a deep sigh, but that's when it hits me. Or should I say two girls with yellow hair hit me. They came at lightning speed, rushing past me, probably trying to find their class. Knocking me at my feet, I hear one of them mutter a fast apology. Damn first years! Before I get a chance to humiliate myself in front of my new class I land into someone's hard chest. Arms securing my fall. Suddenly, the air around me smells like vanilla, making me kind of glad those first years pushed me. I look up to see who this mysterious hero is, who saved my dignity. Then I forget to breathe. Please tell me I'm dreaming. My eyes find its way to the cool, blue eyes of Shion Kaito. Just looking at him makes my heart go, doki doki, just like in an anime. I realize my awkwardness and let go of him immediately. I avert my eyes and say,
"Thank you Shion kun." I feel my cheeks burn up. I must look like a tomato.
"No, problem." He gives a side smile that compliments his handsome features. I melt.
The rest of the class period, we get assigned seating, where I get a sunny spot next to the window. Kaito sits one desk away from me in my row. The desk next to me is empty too! How unfortunate. I'm internally crying on the inside. After assigned seating, we do introductions of ourselves and blah blah blah. Everything rolls normally, until... Weird noises of whales mating, come from my stomach indicating I am hungry. I blush lightly as a few students around me notice my "mating call". Then a miracle happens! The bell rings for break time. I immediately dash to the cafeteria, taking the bento that Haku made for me. I find Luka sitting at a round table. I grin, excited that Luka will never believe that the Shion Kaito held me in his arms. I blush madly just thinking about it. I make my way towards her when suddenly I collide with chicken curry? A tray dish rattles on the floor as I hear a voice telling me I'm sorry.