Minn-chan: Hello! It's been 1010101010101 years! Anyways, it's been such a long time since I updated. So first things first, I'm thinking of deleting the 'Playing Music with You' story of mine. 'Thinking' okay? Because, as some of my readers said, it was too fast. Not In a bad way, okay? It's just that I kind of lost my goal in the story. I lost the very point of it. I was planning to do a remake but I wanted to share this story first. I just can't help myself. So please, I hope that you guys understand. To all of my readers in Playing Music with You, I wanted to say thank you, because all of you made me happy and all of you supported me throughout the way. I hope that you guys would understand me, It's just that I wanted you guys to read stories which are worth reading, I've been having thoughts that somehow Playing Music with You is not that worth it. During all those days when I haven't updated, I tried making it better but it always end badly. I'm so, so, sorry. I hope you guys understand. This story is somehow the remake of Playing Music with You, but, there are a lot of changes happening in this one. I'm very sorry for the disappointments I've caused.
My introduction is somehow becoming a long, long, long, long, testament, so, please do enjoy my story! Oh and I'm also a Wattpad writer so for those Filipino readers out there, I hope you do make time to read. Thankyou!
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby,
So let's get up, let's get on it,
Don't you leave me bro-
-beep-
"Shut up."
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby,
So let's get up, let's get on it,
Don't you leave me brokenhe-
"Argh. Who's calling me so early in the morning?" I groaned as I pressed the answer button.
"Hello?" I groaned. Argh. My morning voice sucks.
"Amu?" Ikuto? What in the world?
"Ikuto?"
"Where are you?" I raised my eyebrow.
"At home. Why? It's still 5 in the morning. Class starts at 8." I yawned.
"Our practice is at 6." .God. I looked at the clock. 5:06.
"Oh Sh-
"No cussing, Strawberry."
"Oh, Shut up."
He chuckled.
"Stop laughing."
"Amu, I'm chuckling." I swear he's getting on my nerves.
"Shut it."
"I love you too."
"Sh-sh-shut up!" Damn this stuttering.
(chuckles) "You absolutely made my day. See you in 53 minutes. Goodbye, My strawberry."
"Wa-
-beep-beep-beep-bee-
"Argh. Stupid Ikuto." I groaned as closed my phone. I looked at the clock once again. 5:08.
"Tch. How can I forget?" I quickly jumped out of my bed, grabbed my towel and ran towards the bathroom.
This is how I literally start my morning. Wake up late. Run around the room. And being my clumsy self, get hurt a lot. And end up getting late.
Welcome to Hinamori Amu's life.
Welcome to my life.
Believe me, it's hectic. But it's fun. I get to be with my best friends.
Although, I have to say, my mornings aren't the best.
"Ow!" I groaned as I slipped on the bathroom floor, landing on my bum. "Ouch."
I'm currently a Junior at Seiyo Kokkou together with Ikuto and their others well, except for Yaya and Kairi since they're sophomores. Since today is a Wednesday we have a practice before our classes start. We usually have those during M-W-F days.
I quickly dried myself and wore my robe and went through my walk-in closet.
I quickly got my plain white sleeveless shirt, my blue long sleeved hoodie, my black leggings and tied up my grey converse then went towards my bedroom.
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me ba-
"Hel-
"AMU! Where in the world are you?" I winced at Utau's scream as I began brushing my slightly curly, waist-length pink locks.
"I'm still at home. I'm on my w-
"Hurry up! It's already 5:47!"
"Fine, Fine. Goodbye, Utau." I said as I pushed the end call button.
"Wai-
I quickly clipped my side bangs with a black x-clip and grabbed my shoulder bag, went downstairs, locked the doors and marched to my garage.
As I was unlocking up my silver Lamborghini, my stomach growled.
"Tch. I'll stuff you up later. Just don't talk again. Okay?" I said as I tapped my stomach and went towards the driver's seat, starting up my Lamborghini.
After a good 5 minutes, since my home is just a few meters away, I finally arrived at Easter Corp.
Did I tell you guys that I work here? Well, I just did.
I literally ran to the nearest elevator and pushed the button 3. After the doors opened, I ran again, towards the third door from the right, opened it and,
"Amu. You're late."
"Sorry, Utau." I sighed as I combed my locks. Catching my breath from the run, I leaned my back against the door. I looked around and saw that everyone is here.
Utau, Ikuto, Rima, Nagihiko, Yukari-san, Nikaidou-san.
Wait. ALMOST everyone. Where's Ku-
"SORRY, I'M LATE!" I was suddenly pushed. Hard. Making me fall on my bum. Again.
"Ow." I groaned as I was rubbing my back. The impact was painful. Argh.
"Ah. Hinamori! Sorry!" Kukai said as he held out his hand for me. I took it and stood up. Still rubbing my back.
"Ow!" he winced as I punched him in the arm. "That hurt!"
"This." I said as I tapped my back. "Hurts more."
"Hehe. Sorry, Amu."
"Well, It's getting late so, let's start shall we?" exclaimed Yukari-san.
Yukari Sanjou or should I say, Yukari Nikaidou is our manager and the wife of our co-manager, Yuu Nikaidou. We've been under their care for almost a year now. We started our career back when we're still sophomores.
Oh, about the career thingy. We, the six of us are a part of the music industry now, with Kukai as our drummer, Nagihiko as our pianist, Rima and Utau as our bassists, and me and Ikuto as the guitarists, and all of us as vocalists are called as the 'Pitch Avenue'.
Before Pitch Avenue was formed, the six of us are already the best of friends. All of us are childhood friends but there was just the time when all of us have to separate to move to other places. But since, fate is in our favor, we found ourselves reunited once again in Kyoto. Finding our old classmates Yaya and Kairi at Seiyo Kokkou almost completed our circle. But, it isn't really complete if there's someone missing.
The six of us are already models here at Easter before Pitch Avenue was formed. Since this was formed, Utau quitted her solo career as a singer and continued her music here but in the form of a group. The six of us are still continuing our professions but not only just as models and artists. Kukai is also a soccer player and trainer. Nagihiko's a music composer and Ikuto's the soon-to-be CEO. While Rima, Utau and I are teachers at acting, dancing and singing workshops. Although, I must say that every profession we have is a profession of all. All of us become soccer trainers, music composers and teachers. We sometimes help Ikuto with his works. So, it's like we're doing each and every job that each of us has.
I must say, our friendship made whatever we have now, stronger.
"Go and get ready, you guys."
We all nodded at Yukari-san. I tuned my electric guitar once again and looked at them. We are now in a slightly elevated platform, it's like a mini stage for us six. There's Kukai grinning while holding his drumsticks, Nagihiko assembling the piano, Rima and Utau testing their base guitars and there's Ikuto smirking at me. My eyebrows furrowed at that.
"Like what you see, Amu?" said Ikuto as he smirked at me.
"Wha-wha-what are you talking about you pervert?!" Tch. Damn this stuttering.
"Pervert?" Ikuto chuckled. "I'm not doing anything, Amu.What are you talking about, perverted kid?"
"Wha-Wha-What?! Sh-Sh-Shut up!"
"You always make my day complete, My strawberry."
"Sh-Shut it!" I stammered as I walked away from him and his chuckling. I let go of my guitar and put it on the side and sat on a nearby couch. I patted my face. I swear it's already hot and red. Argh. Stupid Ikuto for making me blush.
Wait.
Did I say that Ikuto made me blush? No! That's not what I meant, What I really mean is he made me really irritated that's the reason why I'm red. Because I'm furious about him okay?
"Oooh. Amu's blushing!" whispered Rima as she and Utau sat on both sides of me.
"What? N-No! I'm not! It's just a bit hot in here you know?"
"Amu." Utau giggled as she patted me on the shoulder. "It's 27 degrees outside. And our air conditioner here is set at 23 degrees. And you still call this hot?"
"Y-Y-Y-Yes! I'm a cold-blooded person! A-A-And this temperature is not that cold for me!" I answered back.
"Utau and I understand you, Amu. I know how hard it is to hide the fact that you're blushing because of Ikuto." Rima retorted.
"I-I-I'm not blushing! I told you guys that it's the temperature's fault. It's s-so hot!"
"Fine, fine. I'll tell Ikuto to minimize his hotness meter. He's making you melt already. Too much hotness can melt you, Amu. C'mon, Rima." giggled Utau as she rose from her seat, walking towards the platform.
"Yeah, right." I said. Wait a minute.
Fine, fine. I'll tell Ikuto to minimize his hotness meter. He's making you melt already.
"Heck no!"
Minn-chan: End of Chapter One! Ahihi. Hoped you guys liked it! Please do leave any comment or suggestion. Critiques are suggested! I wanted to make my story better so…Ahihi. xD. Thanks a bunch!
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