Another Life
Something, or rather, someone, came running at her from a distance, but she took no notice. Her golden honey eyes were too busy watching in wonder as, one by one, butterflies emerged from their cocoons, and took off in the midst of the blooming sakura trees, her favorite place to be. But what was that? Someone was calling her name. Amu? Amu? Wake up Amu!
Amu's P.O.V.
My eyes fluttered open, only to come face to face with my mother. "Ah, so you're finally awake…" , she trailed off. At first, I couldn't remember anything. Then, it all came flowing back to me. It was summer holidays. Last night, my best friend Yamato-chan had died in a car accident, on her was to the mall. I had told her to meet me there. It was entirely my fault. I burst into tears right in front of my mom. Okay, I know what you're thinking, 'What's so wrong about crying in front of your mom?' . I'll tell you what's wrong. I've been putting on an act. I've fooled everyone except me and Yamato-chan into thinking that I was a timid little girl, when in reality, I'm a tough and obstinate tomboy. That is something that, from now on, I will only admit to my diary. Yes, I have a diary. Pretty girly, right? Wrong! It's all black with a basketball on the front. Anyway, back to the story. Because the pain was too much for me to handle., my parents were going to visit Tokyoso that they could search for good schools. Meanwhile, I was to stay with my good friend Tsukyomi Utau. Of course, that meant having to put up with the thing (And by that I mean Ikuto) . Why do we hate each other? I forgot. But then again, I remember whatever it was, it got me so mad that I tried to bite him. This resulted in him fracturing my knee. And that was 2 years ago. I'm still on crutches! Unbelievable, I know. There was one more thing that Yamato-chan and I shared: the love of music. When she died, I inherited her guitar. I'm going to bring it with me by hand to Utau's place.
Time Skip
I'm in the car right now, on my way to his house.' I hope that we can get over whatever started that fight and become friends. Wait, what! I hate him!' And that's what I repeated under my breath the whole time. 'I wonder what's in store for me there.' , I thought.