I thought I should try another fanfic on this anime/manga. This is a pairing I've been thinking of doing for awhile. Hope you all enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own School Rumble, blah blah blah . . . .

Lala Gonzalez, the competitive, athletic, Mexican girl from class 2-D, was watching television and snacking on chips. There was nothing to do that day. It was Sunday and her day off from work. She knew Ichijou was at home playing with her younger brother. Togo and Harry were out doing who knows what. So, that is how she ended up alone at home. It's not like she couldn't go out and do something. It's just that, all the sports she could go out and do were feeling a little boring now. Nothing interested her anymore. Then, the program she was watching went to a commercial break.

"Ladies, it's that time of the year again. It's time for the Miss Spirit Teen: Yagami District! Any girl between the ages of 14 and 17 are welcome to try out! This is a wonderful opportunity for any young lady," the announcer said. Lala took a pause from munching on her chip. Something about that grabbed her attention. She knew of these things, so she knew it took a lot of work to compete. Maybe she should . . . Lala shook her head of the thought.

"How ridiculous. How could I even think of doing something like that? I mean, what would be the point?" said Lala out loud. She reached for the remote to change the channel.

"And that's not all! First prize winner will receive a prize for ¥1,000,000!" Lala dropped the remote that was in her hand.

:: Next Day ::

Togo and Harry noticed something odd was going on. Well, actually, it was Lala that was acting odd. She seemed to be so focused on something lately, and it wasn't about beating Ichijou this time. Plus, earlier this morning, Lala found Satsuki of class 1-D and dragged her off somewhere. When Togo and Harry asked Lala about it later, she quickly said it was nothing and rushed off. Something was up.

Lala, however, was too busy to notice Harry's and Togo's suspicions, as she was thinking about her plans for the next couple of weeks while filling out the application for the pageant. After talking with Satsuki on the roof, she knew she had a lot of work to prepare for. And after their talk, she knew that it wouldn't be easy.

"Satsuki, please help me!" pleaded a desperate Lala. Satsuki blinked at her senpai.

"Sure, but with what?" asked the younger girl. Lala pulled out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Satsuki. Satsuki opened it up and revealed a flier for the Miss Spirit Teen competition. Now, she was confused. "The Miss Spirit Teen? Lala-senpai, what are you doing with this?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm signing up to compete," said Lala. Satsuki was shocked.

"Compete? This doesn't seem like you. You always seem to be into athletic competition."

"I know, but look at the prizes. First place gets ¥1,000,000 and second gets ¥500,000. I need to win. And this will be my greatest challenge yet!" said an enthusiastic Lala.

"Okay, but why do you need my help?" asked Satsuki. A small blush fell upon Lala's cheeks.

"Well, I can't ask Harry or Togo for help on this. And I can't ask Ichijou either. It's embarrassing. So that is why I want you to keep this a secret, and to help me prepare for this. Can you do this for me, please," pleaded Lala. Satsuki felt that she couldn't refuse.

"Okay, I'll help you. We are friends." Lala's face beamed with excitement.

"All right! We will meet after school to discuss my training for this!" said Lala.

And this is where she was now. Lala will now dedicate her time in training for the pageant. That would mean class breaks, lunchtime, after school, and her breaks at Was Burger. Lala knew there was going to be a lot work to prepare for this. She remembered watching pageants in Mexico (A/N: In Latin American countries, beauty pageants are very popular on T.V. In fact, there the most watched below soccer games. The more you know! :P). Ironically, Lala always thoughts she would never become like those fragile looking women. And now, she was going to sacrifice her time to act like them. Desperation makes you doing crazy things. Just then, Togo walked up to her with Harry right behind him.

"Lala, what is wrong? You do not seem like yourself. How about we go feed our bodies with a jog after school?" asked Togo. "That will certainly stimulate your mind."

"Huh? Oh, uh, no thank you. I have things to do after school," said Lala.

"What kind of things?" asked a curious Harry. The boys noticed Lala stiffen for a moment.

"Um, just little things, um, personal things. No worries." For some reason, Harry and Togo became a little worried.

"You sure? Well, alright Lala. Perhaps some other time. Then how about we eat lunch outside today in the fresh, crisp air?" suggested Togo. For a second, Harry could have sworn he saw Lala's hands flinch.

"That is alright. I have something else to do at lunch. Maybe another time?" she said. Harry and Togo looked at one another.

"O-kay. Well, are you at least working later today at the burger place, right?" asked Harry. "We'll see you there." Lala was about to tell them that it was unnecessary but thought against it. If she kept blowing them off, they might get suspicious.

"Sure. I'll see you there," she said with a nervous smile. Before anyone could say anything, the bell rang. Everyone went to their own seats. However, Harry couldn't shake off the feeling that Lala was up to something.

: : Next Day : :

Harry and Togo were even more in shock than the day before. To anyone else, it would appear that Lala was at her desk, reading a wrestling magazine. However, a moment ago, the magazine slipped from her hands and for a split second, they were able to see a fashion magazine that was hiding in the first book. She then quickly composed herself as if nothing had happen.

Harry and Togo knew Lala better than anyone. There was no way that the strong, Mexican, female wrestler would be reading such a magazine without a reason to. As for a reason, nothing came to mind. Before either of them could approach her about it, the bell rang. Lala quickly put the magazines in her desk, leaving her two male friends with curiosity in mind.

At lunchtime, Lala swiftly put her book and notes away and headed towards the door. However, her other foreign exchange friends blocked her path. She bit back her grunt.

"Hey, Lala. Did you forget to bring your lunch today?" asked Harry as he saw that the only things in her hands were the magazines.

"Eh, no. It is not that. I was going to meet someone right now," said Lala. Without another word, she practically flew out of the room. Harry and Togo were left staring at her retreating form.

"Hmmm, it seems that our companion is hiding many things us," said Togo. Harry nodded but kept silent. He wouldn't admit it but having Lala not confide in them hurt a little. But, as long as she wasn't hurting herself, or anyone, it should be fine.

On the roof, Lala and Satsuki had complete privacy. They were both sitting down with magazines all around them. They only had a month to prepare, so they immediately began to start their planning.

"Okay, so these types of pageants always have the same basic scoring," started Satsuki. "To be vague, it's beauty, talent, and personality. You have the beauty portion pretty much down; we just need to fix you up a bit to fit the pageant's taste." Satsuki reached behind her and pulled out a paper lunch bag and began to remove the contents inside. "I told you that I would bring lunch for you everyday. I brought carrot sticks, celery, apple slices, plain yogurt, and a bag of almonds. Okay, dig in!" said Satsuki with a smile. Lala looked down at the meal before her with confusion.

"Is that all?" asked Lala. Satsuki nodded.

"You need to change your diet. That means, no more burgers and fries from Was Burger," said Satsuki. Lala was taken back by this. She began to have second thoughts about this pageant. However, she knew that Satsuki was looking out for her and kept her mouth shut.

"Very well." Lala picked up the celery sticks and took a bite. Satsuki smiled and picked up one of the magazines that were around them.

"You also need go work on etiquette. This is the most important thing that will be judged on. You have to act like a lady. More specifically, become a lady!" Lala did not like where this was going. "So, that means that training to become a lady starts today! First lesson: always have a smile on your face. This shows others that you're a good person. Come on, try it!" Satsuki eagerly looked at sempai. Lala, however, was not sure about it. She remembered the time when Imodori had said he wanted her to smile at her job. The memory just made her frown deeper.

"I do not know if I can do that. I only smile when I am very happy. It would be difficult to smile like . . . Tsukamoto," said Lala, shuddering at the last part. Satsuki began to ponder at this.

"I got it! Why don't you first try smiling around people you're comfortable with? That should make it easier," suggested Satsuki. Lala thought about it for a moment while eating her yogurt. It wasn't such a bad idea. She was only friendly with a few people though.

"I can try. But even that may be hard," she said. After talking for several more minutes about the preparation for the pageants, the bell rang. They both gathered up their stuff and headed towards the door.

"Wait," said Satsuki. They both stopped while Satsuki reached for something in her bag. When she pulled it out, Lala could see that it was lip gloss. "Put some of this on." After having it being handed to her, Lala took off the cap. A fruity scent descended from the colored stick. She gently applied it to her lips and gave it back to her kohai. "See. Now you have to smile with lips so pretty," encouraged the younger girl. Lala stared down at her and nodded.

As they parted ways, Lala began to think about the advice Satsuki gave her: smiling around the people she was most comfortable with. It was a short list of people. But if she could over come it, then she could smile always and become closer as a lady. Determination began to fill her mind. She could do this. She had to win that money. As she neared her classroom, she saw Harry also coming in from the opposite direction.

"Hmmm, he and I do get along," she said to herself. Harry noticed her and waited for Lala to get closer. He noticed something different about her.

"Hey, Lala. Where did you go? Did you at least eat something?" he asked her. As Lala stood in front of him, she decided to begin her training. She took a deep breath and curved her lips upward to form a gentle smile.

"Yes, I did. Thank you, Harry," she said. Harry's eyes widen and jaw dropped. This was not like Lala. Before he could say anything, they saw Kaito-sensei coming towards their room. They went inside the class and sat at their seats.

During the lesson, Harry kept glancing at Lala. He wondered what was going on with her. She was distancing herself from him and Togo, reading fashion magazines, and then she smiled and acted polite. What was going on with her? But most of all, since she smiled at him, why wouldn't his heart stop beating so hard?

So what did you all think? Should I keep going? And how do you all feel about a LalaxHarry fanfic? Hope you guys review!