Hello lovelies! I haven't done many fanfics before. Testing it out for the moment. I have a couple stories going right now so updates may take me some time. Thanks for reading!
I don't own Maid Sama
This sucks I mentally groaned trying to suppress an eye roll as I fought to keep my shivering at a minimal. Shivering would definitely count against me and I couldn't afford to lose any points as I was already at a disadvantage. Sighing I looked around the room I had been shoved into. It was more of a glass cube with a door, I pressed my head against the glass trying to see anything outside but it was useless. I couldn't see anyone but I know everyone could see me. That's the point after all. The feel of the cold glass caused goosebumps to rise across my arms and chest and down my legs as I pressed my naked body against it. My nipples began to hardened in response and I had to suppress a slight moan. I cant mess this up.
Judgement day is the most important day in our culture. Representatives of our government are chosen to judge each person of passing age to determine their future. It's the highest honor a government employee can have, to be selected to judge and their decision will determine the course of each individuals life. Some get chosen to go to college and are sent to the Fujiwara district where they are tested academically and later work for the government. Others are chosen for the Miyabigaoka district where it's all about fame and riches and beauty, these individuals hardly have to work if at all as they spend their days lounging around attending various parties. The Miyabigaoka district is the hardest district to get into. The rest are wash outs, not being pretty or smart enough lands one in the Seika district, living in poverty fighting for the scraps the rich men and the government throw out.
After being judged we are considered legal adults and sent take up our rightful place in society depending on our score. I had not been gifted with beauty or brains like my sisters Sakura and Suzana. Turns out I am a gifted athlete. Once realizing my gift I worked my ass off to keep my body in perfect shape. That's been my only hope and everything I've done has led up to this moment. Turning around I pressed my back against the glass as I ran my hands up and down my thighs, slowly trailing my fingers lightly across my hips. There's no telling how long I've been in here the cold makes it seem like an eternity.
It could be days and I probably wouldn't know till they let me out. One rule of being judged is that no one can prepare for their judgement because they decide the method in which they judge each individual and for how long at random. I counted on my athletic ability and abs, thankfully they decided to judge me on my body as they did Sakura. Sakura, I thought sadly resting a hand against the cold glass. I wonder how she's doing with this, is she cold too? She's the reason I've worked so hard. Her beauty is so natural with her strawberry hair and those bright pink eyes and pale skin. They'd take one look at her and judge her by her looks alone even if she is the most naïve person to walk this planet. Chuckling I leaned my head back, that girl really is innocent.
Suddenly the door opened, "Misaki Ayuzawa" this little hunched over lady shouted loudly her eyes glued to the clipboard in her hands, "yes?" My voice cracked slightly as I responded please don't tell me that this old lady has been judging me this whole time anxious my stomach flipped and heat rose to my cheeks I'm sure they're tomato red right now. The little lady looked up at me as I stood there partially embarrassed to be so exposed in front of an elder and suddenly extremely anxious. She furiously scribbled something on her clipboard and held out a white fluffy robe. "You're done honey, you can take this and get dressed. Results will be delivered by nightfall." Grabbing the robe I slipped it on pulling it tightly around my body. "Thank you" I squeaked looking up but she was already gone.
The knots in my stomach tightened as I stepped out of the cube, God help me.
"Misaki please calm down" our mother Minako asked for the millionth time as I paced around the living room where we were all gathered. She sat on some old ratty pillow we pulled out of someone's trash when I was six years old her brown eyes filled with worry and they followed me around the room. Sakura sat silently on the floor twirling locks of her long hair around her finger while Suzana had her nose in some book she picked up on her way home. How can they be so calm! I mentally shrieked wanting to rip my hair out in frustration. With each tick of the clock that hung on the wall my pace quickened as I went in a circle around the cardboard coffee table we built mom for her birthday.. "Misaki," Sakura finally spoke her voice firm. "You need to sit" taking a long deep breath I did as she said. There was no point fighting Sakura, all she had to do was batt those eyes at me and I would cave into her every request.
"I'm sorry" I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose. I just don't get how they can sit here silently waiting for someone to deliver our results. It's already well known that Suzana would have tested into college and I wouldn't be surprised one bit if Sakura gets sent to the Miyabigaoka district. That very thought scares me. She's so kind and innocent she'll definitely be taken advantage of. I can't let that happen I have to make it into Miyabigaoka with her. She'll have no form of protection without me. I have to protect her. "You're all beautiful talented young women, I'm sure the judges saw that." Mom encourages placing a hand on my should as if to comfort me. She truly believes that and I can't risk for her to be wrong.
I all but jumped as someone rapidly knocked on our door. Racing to the hall I swung it open my breathing labored as I stood in anticipation starring down at the small man standing in our doorstep. He wore a robe embroidered with the governments crest "Is this the home of Misaki, Suzana, and Sakura Ayuzawa?" I could only nod in response. That seemed to be enough for him and he raised three blank envelopes up to me that he had been holding in his hand. Hands trembling I grabbed the envelopes and bid the man a thank you before shutting the door. Walking back into the room I handed Suzana and Sakura their envelopes. Neither of us moved to open them.
"Well go on" mom urged looking between the three of us "open them." Hands still shaking and sweaty I looked down at the envelope. Slowly tearing the edge off I pulled out a folded paper, my heart pounding hard I swallowed the knot in my stomach returning, this was it. Whatever result is scribbled on the other side of this paper is what my life is going to be till I die. Slowly I unfolded it, my eyes widened as I read what the judges wrote, on the bottom their final decision was printed in beautiful cursive letters. Miyabigaoka is to be my new home.