Tomoyo stood in front of her mother with all the intensity she could muster at making her feel that she was mad. Really mad. She didn't want to act like a brat but she didn't feel acting all goody-goody at all, what with the impending matter to be handled carefully. And if things go her way, then there would be no catastrophe that should be faced upon by the Seijuu High students this new semester, especially the newbie.
"You can't do this to me." Tomoyo grinded out through her teeth as she didn't want to let her voice raise and give her mother the satisfaction of knowing that the situation was frazzling her nerves.
"I'm your mother. It's my job…"
"Your job is to see to it that I am happy and content. And what you are doing right now is not making me happy and content. You are ruining my social life!" Tomoyo stomped her foot for emphasis, making her mom shake her head.
"Don't make this any difficult. They are our relatives. And lower your voice, they might hear you." With that said, Sonomi Daidouji waved her left hand for Kagura, their lived-in housekeeper to bring the desert in the dining room.
Tomoyo paced around the kitchen when her mother went out back to where everybody was. She couldn't concentrate well because of the loud beating of her heart. She couldn't believe that she was going to be starting the term with a lost puppy from loserville following her around.
Tomoyo opened her phone and made a four-way call with her best friends.
"This is a total 911." She whispered and sat on the countertop.
"Why? What happened?" Tomoyo heard Chiharu Mihara said through a mouthful of chips, probably. Typical Chiharu, eating through a disaster.
"What do Alpha's do when someone steps over the boundary set by the social hierarchy ever since the start of time?"
"Huh?" Rika Sasaki voice out as she rummaged through her dresses inside her walk in closet, totally not following through the conversation. "You make sure that they transfer schools?"
Naoko Yanagisawa chuckled while leafing through her newly bought encyclopedia and then shook her head at her friend's clueless-ness. Really, Naoko thought, after being friend's with the likes of the vicious Tomoyo Daidouji for so many years, she would have thought that Rika would have drawn a map to their leader's intestines.
"You're wearing out my patience here Rika." Tomoyo said in a sweet voice that showed her impending tantrum if things are not handled well.
"We destroy her." Naoko said immediately, bringing the book down, for she found the topic to be interesting.
Chiharu gave her signature nasal laugh and the chomping noise stopped. Rika squealed and the inevitable sound of her body falling into her bed indicated her full attention instead of her usual browsing of her closet for unworthy dresses.
Tomoyo smiled at this knowing that she finally got their full attention. It's been months since the last girl was brought down to her rightful place when she commented that Chiharu was gaining weight over eating sweet bananas.
No one lives to see the newly polished floors of Seijuu high in the next day after calling her best friend fat.
Tomoyo looked around her to see Kagura entering the kitchen again and then hopped off the counter, heading straight for her room. She listened at the enthusiastic suggestions of her bffs on how to demolish her cousin's social life once the new term starts in a few days.
After the phone conversation, Tomoyo stood in front of her floor to ceiling, four door-windows on an elevated platform, seeing the guesthouse at their huge lawn.
She frowned while looking at it. It was a small version of the mansion and served as a storage house of the paintings and other stuff that her mother thought were second rate.
She used to go there when she was in grade school and play, pretending that she was Cinderella living in the guesthouse, and the mansion was the palace where her prince charming lives.
But now, as she took one last glance before going to bed, she thought that the guesthouse was more like an annoying, icky rat hole, with rodents vacating the place.