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NOTE: I'm writing this fanfic at the same time as my other 'The Demon King Hates Me' so if I update slowly :P
Just kidding, I apologize if I do.
Nagihiko: Rimahiko, right?
Me: Oh yes~
Rima: Oh fuck no—
Nagihiko: ME DOES DISCLAIMER! *cough cough* I mean I'm doing the disclaimer.
Rima: 'kay
Nagihiko: MiyukiLovesYou does not
own Shugo Chara!


«RIMA'S POV»
This diary officially belongs to Rima Mashiro! Give it to me now or else I'll end your life. Bala-balance!

I walk into the 'Royal Garden' which is now over grown with weeds only to be greeted by a monster sitting in my chair.

"Monster, your butt is on the place were my butt goes," I explained coldly to the 'Monster'; or better known as Fujisaki Nagihiko.

"Say it nicer and I'll consider it." the Monster smirked up at me while he spoke.

"Oh I'm ever so sorry!" I exclaimed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, would you please get your fat and pathetic ass off my chair?"

"Rima, that isn't better if not worse!" Amu scolded. I stared at her, mortfied.

She was taking the Monsters side?

Nice Amu, nice.

"ARGH!" I stormed off to go to me first damned class and because God despises me that much, I fell down the three - three - steps leading off the place were the Guardian Table sat.

Everyone laughed, but The Monster laughed especially loudly.

Isn't my morning going perfectly?

ENGLISH CLASS (Y.U.C.K)

Damn The Monster! He made me late for class.

Don't ask why. It's a long story.

Dammit!

Why English? And our English teacher hates me. This'll just give him another reason to despise my guts. And I have this class with Nagihiko!

4 MINUTES LATER

GREAT

Just great.

Today we re arranged seats. Guess who I'll be sitting next to for every other English class I have?

I bet your hoping it's The Monster.

Well, it's not.

I'll spell it for you.

S-A-A-Y-A

SAAYA. Seriously? DAMMIT!

On the plus side Amu's behind me... but the Monster is next to her.

Damn that sneaky Monster... well, he'll never EVER win Amu from me!

Never.

6 MINUTES INTO CLASS

Oh I hate him. He kept throwing everything he could find at the back of my head.

ARGH

God please. Make him stop.

Ow. Bastard just threw a sharpened pencil at my head.

Fuck him.

"Fujisaki, stop throwing stuff at my head you god damned monster!" I hissed at him through gritted teeth.

"Hmmmmmmmmmm, nope," he popped the 'P' and stuck his tounge out at me.

"Put your tounge back in your mouth or else I'll staple it to the table," I warned him. He put his tounge back in his mouth and quickly looked back down at the book he was reading.

Footsteps were heading to where I was sitting. Please, please don't be Mr Bitchy Mic Bitch Bitch. Please in the name of god don't be.

I turned around slowly and guess who was staring down at me?

If your guessing it's Mr B.M.B.B then yes, you are correct and yes, I now hate you.

"Mashiro, out. Now," he demanded.

So there goes English class. Thank you so much Fujisaki.

NEXT CLASS: HEALTH

Oh god. It's time for health.

And if you think as in health it's all about maintaining the correct shape if your body and blah blah blah eating healthy blahdy blah blah fag, then your wrong.

It's ninth grade now, so this has gone from learning about how not to get fat to Sex Ed.

SEX ED.

Intense shit, right?

"CLASS, SIT DOWN!" Mrs Mentaly Challenged screamed at the wall. She has... mental issues. By that I mean he insists he is a girl so we have go call HIM Mrs.

Emphazise on the him.
Amu and I walked to a three person table, where we usually sit.

Nagihiko looked at us evilly and came and sat down next to us.

EVVVVIIIILLLLLL

I groaned. "Nagihiko, go sit over there!" I pointed to the class bin.

"Pardon?" He asked me, uninterested.

"Go sit in the bin like a good little bin-monster." Ass-hole won't get lost. He really needs a life. I know I'm super sexy but let's face it, stalking isn't a good habit.

Unless you enjoy being stalked. Then you're a really sick person.

I've been stalked before. It wasn't fun.

But then one day at school he came to school pretty banged up and he avoided my eye contact. Nagihiko was beaten up too.

Hang on... did I just write the Monster's actual name?

Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy paper, must destroy paper, Must destroy Fujisaki, must murder Fujisaki with a sharp object. Or blunt. Blunt is good too.

Look at me rant. I'll write in you later my precious treasure and if you ever disclose my secrets I will personally burn you.

Fujisaki just blew a spitball at me. MUST ATTACK BAAAAAAAAACK!

Time: 2:03pm Mood: Bored as fuck Class: Health.

Our time tables are messed up. We have two periods of health per week and on the same day. They're spaced out on the day instead of right next to each other.

"Okay, who knows the key to safe sex?" You know who asked. I shuffled down in my seat.

"Let's see... ah! Mashiro?" He raised a eyebrow at me.

"Be either gay or lesbian?" I asked hopefully. I already no I flunked science so what's the point trying?

Oh wait... we aren't in science aren't we?

Well that explains alot...

"... CONDOMS!" He/she screamed whacking me with some book he had in his hand. Funny how stuff always happens in my misfortune huh?

Ah fuck I'm writing with him above me. Crap.

HOLYMOTHERFUCKINGHE'SGONNA

Time: 3:46pm Mood: Fucking fine. Just fucking fine.

Sorry about before. Teach took my diary.

ARGH

I'M SO BORED!

My phone buzzed. I picked it up. A text from RhythmBoy aka Nagihiko

I didn't bother reading. I just threw the phone.

Instead of it landing on the floor or bed it smashed through the window.

Wow. That may cost a lot.

But on the bright side, my phones Nokia. Likeliness of it cracking is extremely low.

Hopefully it survived the fall. I wish you all the best of luck, Nokia.

Riri out!


Me: You like?
Rima: Nope.
Me: Knew it...
Nagihiko: I liked it... :/
Me: I love reviews! *hinthint*
Rima: No one was harmed in the making of this chapter. Except for that window and my Nokia... :/
Me: Buh-buh!