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:: To Choose From Two Hearts ::
:: prologue ::
Chihiro calmly brushed her long chocolate colored hair. She wanted herself to look extra special. After all, today was her 15th birthday! And what could possibly be more exciting?
She looked into the mirror. A large pair of amber eyes stared back eagerly at her. In the reflection, she could see many bouquets of flowers behind her. A grin stretched across her face.
She remembered when she had gotten her first bouquet of flowers, and those had been goodbye flowers. Since then, she had received so many more. At her new school, she had become immensely popular. All the girls had wanted to be her friend, and all the boys had been, at one time or another, lovesick puppies begging for her affection.
Chihiro bit her lip thoughtfully. Why is so popular, anyways? She had always been a shy girl, the kind who was not noticed.
"It must've been because of the spirit world," she thought aloud. "After all, there, I had to talk and negotiate a lot, like with the no- face, Yubaba, Haku . . ."
Chihiro felt a strange yet familiar heat rise in her cheeks. Darn it, why are these first loves so hard to forget? It's been five years and I still can't forget him!
"It must be a sign that you two are meant to be together," a small angelic voice chirped inside her head.
"But he hasn't made any signs he wanted to see you again. He doesn't care about you at all!" a more devilish voice chuckled.
Chihiro snapped back to reality, shutting off the voices. It was true; she hadn't received any sign from Haku. She'd been waiting for him for five years, denying every boy there was, just for him. Darn darn darn darn darn; first loves are just too hard to forget.
Somberly, Chihiro inhaled the sweet scent from the bouquet. She would be happy today. And maybe, this year, she could just forget about Haku.
:: To Choose From Two Hearts ::
:: prologue ::
Chihiro calmly brushed her long chocolate colored hair. She wanted herself to look extra special. After all, today was her 15th birthday! And what could possibly be more exciting?
She looked into the mirror. A large pair of amber eyes stared back eagerly at her. In the reflection, she could see many bouquets of flowers behind her. A grin stretched across her face.
She remembered when she had gotten her first bouquet of flowers, and those had been goodbye flowers. Since then, she had received so many more. At her new school, she had become immensely popular. All the girls had wanted to be her friend, and all the boys had been, at one time or another, lovesick puppies begging for her affection.
Chihiro bit her lip thoughtfully. Why is so popular, anyways? She had always been a shy girl, the kind who was not noticed.
"It must've been because of the spirit world," she thought aloud. "After all, there, I had to talk and negotiate a lot, like with the no- face, Yubaba, Haku . . ."
Chihiro felt a strange yet familiar heat rise in her cheeks. Darn it, why are these first loves so hard to forget? It's been five years and I still can't forget him!
"It must be a sign that you two are meant to be together," a small angelic voice chirped inside her head.
"But he hasn't made any signs he wanted to see you again. He doesn't care about you at all!" a more devilish voice chuckled.
Chihiro snapped back to reality, shutting off the voices. It was true; she hadn't received any sign from Haku. She'd been waiting for him for five years, denying every boy there was, just for him. Darn darn darn darn darn; first loves are just too hard to forget.
Somberly, Chihiro inhaled the sweet scent from the bouquet. She would be happy today. And maybe, this year, she could just forget about Haku.