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Chapter 1 – You did WHAT?
What happens when Hotaru signs Mikan up for a beauty pageant?
Hotaru P.O.V
It was a very normal Sunday morning, that was, until a certain brunette's scream pierced through the chilly morning air.
"What. Did. You. Just. Say?" she screamed. Well, I personally didn't get what all this fuss was about. It was just a beauty pageant right? And plus, it would be good for her so not be in that nerdy dress-up anymore. It was annoying.
"I just told you, I signed up for a beauty pageant on your behalf." I told me with my usual poker face. "If you don't go..." I smirked evilly, whilst reaching towards my backpack for my latest invention, or should I say upgrade of my invention, "I will not hesitate to shoot you."
"What?" Mikan seemed confused however, I was sure that she knew what I was talking about.
"Fine, seeing as you're so dumb, I will personally show you firsthand what I mean." I reached behind me and pulled out my gun. But, no, it was no ordinary gun, it was the Baka Gun v. 1945. Selling now in stores for only 3,000 rabbits. What a bargain.
"Oh. I see what you mean now, Hotaru. So can you please put the gun away?" Mikan said while chuckling nervously.
"No. Only if you agree to attend." I replied coolly, thinking only of the 5,000 rabbit prize if she won which of course, she would with my help. Ah, blackmailing, wasn't it fun?
"Fine. I will attend, BUT, only if I can go as my nerd personality and look." That idiot. She was thinking of ways to outsmart me?
"Whatever. It doesn't matter to me. But are you sure you want to?" I smirked, reaching swiftly into my back pocket to pull out a picture of her sucking on her thumb while holding onto a teddy in her sleep. "I mean, i'm sure that your fan boys on eBay would pay a lot for this picture."
At that she stopped. Ha. I got this in the bag. Then, she flicked her hair and replied huffily, "Hn. I don't care. You always sell my pictures on eBay anyways." Damn, she was right. Oh well. I had other methods to win this contest.
"Whatever. Do as you like." I said to her, with that, I walked out of her room and down the hallway to her mum's room. I knocked on the door and went inside.
She looked up from her desk. "Ah! Hotaru. What brings you here?"
"I signed Mikan up for a beauty pageant." I told her.
"Ahh! Really? That's good!" Yuka stood up from her desk and came over to hug me. Damn. She was lucky that I liked her, and that I felt bad shooting an adult with my gun. "She's finally going to see the real world!"
"Yes, that is true, however, she is going as her nerd self." I told her, "and that is going to be a problem."
"Ah. She still isn't over what happened three years ago." Yuka sighed.
"True. But considering the type of person Mikan is, it would be kinda hard to forget about it anyways."
-Flashback-
Mikan P.O.V
It was raining. And I didn't bring an umbrella. Sigh. Well, I better get home before mum starts to worry too much. As I walked out of the school, two figures caught my attention. I looked over, but there was nobody there. Oh well. Like mum always said, I was letting my imagination get the better of me. I shook my head. I headed home. I was almost there, when I noticed that the two figures I spotted earlier were right behind me. What were they doing? Where they following me? Well, if they were, it wouldn't be a problem at all. I had been trained in self-defence for almost five years now. It's not like I wanted to fight them, I would only fight them as a last resort. Shit. They were right behind me now. I pretended not to notice. When they were only one metre behind me, one of them called out, "Hey, Mikan-sama. Would you like us to escort you home?"
I shuddered. But I kept my cool and turned around. I smiled sweetly at them and realized that, to my, well, you couldn't call it disgust or horror, it was the leaders of my. Eww. I hate to say this. But, they were the leaders of my fan-club. Yes, my fan-club. "No thanks guys. I'm quite capable of walking home by myself."
"Oh no! But we insist." They replied, smiling like retards.
"I'm sorry. But I already told you. I can walk myself home perfectly fine." And with that, I turned around and stomped away. What they did next surprised me, one of them walked over grabbed one of my wrists and twisted it. I grimaced in pain. Fine. That did it. I would have to resort to violence. I lashed out with my left foot, and kicked one of them, 'where it hurt most'. He groaned and crumpled to the floor. I yanked my wrist free as he was falling and turned to face the other guy. The poor guy, he looked as if he had just seen a ghost... Well. If I didn't need to, I wasn't going to take this guy down as well. "Hey. Take him back and don't ever follow me again." The guy whimpered and then nodded. He walked to his fallen comrade and helped him up. Then, together they limped away.
-End of Flashback-
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Mikan P.O.V
Geez! What was Hotaru thinking? Signing me up for a Beauty Pageant? I mean, seriously. Well, doesn't matter that much. Coz it's not like i'm even going to pass the first test. Their gunna take one look at me and shoo me out of the room. Ha! As a nerd, I will never win!
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Hotaru P.O.V
"Yuka-san, listen to me." I pried her off my shoulder and locked my eyes with hers. "We need to think of a plan, a plan so that Mikan will still win even if she is dressed up as a nerd."
Yuka rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Hmm… Well…" Well. She wasn't helping much.
"It's alright Yuka, i'll think of one by myself." I told her while walking out the door.
"Really? Uhwaa! Hotaru your so cool! Thanks you!" she screamed to me as I was walking out.
"Okay… what is with that lady and being obsessed with everything I do?" I muttered under my breath.
I walked back to my room, the room that I always stayed in while I was at Mikan's house. It was a nice room, I guess. All the necessities were there. T.V, iPod, a speaker, Korean music, laptop, bed, mini-fridge. Yeah, yeah. All of that stuff.
••••
Natsume P.O.V
"You must be kidding right?" I asked my father as he was talking to me about some random shit that he made me go to again.
"No, I am one-hundred percent serious about this matter. You are already seventeen and you haven't even gotten a girlfriend! I merely took the matter into my own hands. I told you before didn't I? If you didn't get a girlfriend by the end of the month then I would get one FOR you. I told you, and look at this! It's the 2nd! So, therefore, I can do whatever I want to get you a girlfriend! Ha. You lost this time!" my dad told me. Okay… whatever.
"Tch. Do whatever you want. I don't care."
"Oh. It's a beauty pageant by the way. Your chauffer will be picking you up tomorrow at 9:00. Sharp."
Beauty pageant made me somehow more interested, however, I had a cold reputation to uphold so I merely told him, "Yeah, yeah. I already told you, whatever."
