My Life

Disclaimer: I don't own BLEACH! Again, I only own my imagination and my tiny mind.

Author's Note:

Here I am again! I know I haven't finished my first story, which I think sucked. Anyway, I tried my hardest in this story. I hope you could at least try reading it! Thank you for your appreciation. And if anything is wrong, please tell me so I can somehow improve. Thank you!

You may find the characters here so different from the real one. Well, this is a fiction anyway so I decided to change their personalities. Enjoy!

Shining Nova, if ever you decided to read this, I just wanted to thank you for pointing my obvious mistakes. It helped me a lot! Thanks.

This chapter is just introduction. )

Chapter 1

Me, me and me!

I opened my eyes seeing nothing but black surrounding me. I stirred and looked for my cellphone under my pillow. When I finally felt it, I grabbed it and unlocked the keypad. I looked at the time. It was still 3 in the morning. I placed my phone beside me and return to sleep again. In few seconds I instantly fell asleep before I knew it my phone started to alarm.

"Ugh. I just fell asleep a minute ago."

I stopped the alarm and looked at the time again. It was already six. 'Gosh, time goes by so fast when you're sleeping. Maybe five minutes more. I'm still so sleepy to get up.' Again I was about to sleep but then I heard my mom babbling about how I was late for school and stuff. I had no other choice but to get up and get ready or else I have to listen to her exaggerated speech.

I went inside the bathroom and start taking my clothes off. I opened the shower door and went in. slowly I turned the knob of the heater. I feel the splash of water in my face making me more awake. After a long summer I had, this was the first I took a bath this early. Well' from now on I'll be doing this again every day.

"So this will be my last year huh?"

Time really goes by so fast. I was not really in mood for school but the thought of me being senior just makes me eager to go to school and spend as much time as I can with my friends. I really didn't want my high school year to end. Even though I had to go back in the school I hated, well not really hate, it was more like I'm tired of it. I never wanted to think that I'll be apart from my friends. The bond I made with them maybe will be gone once the graduation ends.

"I wish this time, just this once; time will not go by so fast"

I'm not really a girl with screaming fans or such. I'm just a normal girl who looks up to those who have the beauty, the brains and of course the body. I can't deny the fact that I don't have the body that can dazzle anyone. Oh, and one of the things I lacked is the bust. I really envy those who had the 'blessing'. I was always asking myself where I was when the lord poured those blessing. But anyway, I liked who I become and I'm proud of being me.

I went out the bathroom silently after taking long hot shower. I immediately went straight to my room to wear my usual school uniform I used for three years. I really felt nostalgic whenever I wear these clothes. I looked at myself in full length mirror. I was satisfied with how I looked, Simple and tidy. I never really bothered to fix my hair. I only comb it and put some hair cuticle, and then I'm done. And I never wore make-up when going to school. I just don't feel comfortable wearing those. I really looked plain, but who cares? I know my shoulder length raven hair was never an issue. It always looked the same. My body was not man-drooling-sexy-body but rather it was petite and like I told you, I don't have the 'blessing'. Well, I do have one thing I can somehow be proud of. My ever unique eye color, who would ever think that it's possible to have a violet eyes? Some said it's cool and unusual. Well I do agree with them. It really is unusual. All in all I'm just plain looking little girl. Literary, I am little, as in I'm short. Sometimes I think of drinking two liters of milk everyday! Okay, so I'm exaggerating. But it just somewhat annoys me, especially when those stupid boys start to mock me about my lack in height.

"Okay! I'm ready. All I need is my stuffs and I'm done!"

I fixed my things inside my bag. Seeing it organized, I zipped it and went out my room. My mom went near me and gave me my allowance for today. I don't usually eat breakfast because I don't have my appetite in the morning. Well, it's a less work for my mom right? I so love her. I love my family. Even though I have two siblings who are really pain-in-the-ass and parents who always do exaggerated speech. I still love them. They were not perfect, but for me it's more than enough. They are very understanding and really fun to be with. It doesn't really matter to me if we're not filthy rich. All I wanted was already given to me. Even I don't get the things I like, like the Chappy doll I really liked, its fine with me. As long as I can eat! Okay. So I am a glutton but really, it doesn't show.

"Mom, I'm going now! I love you. See you later. I think I'll be home at five"

After I said goodbye, I kissed her and went off. I always walk to go to my school. It's also part of my exercise every morning. The school is not really near but also not too far. Sometimes I walk by myself but most of the time I'm with my best friend. Sometimes I really wondered how we became best friends at the first place, because we were just too different. But I really feel comfortable whenever I'm with her. Talking about the devil, here she comes!

"Bhes! Good morning! You're early as usual."

"Hi bhes! Well, back to school days again! That's why."

I call my best friend 'bhes'. Ever since first year I have been friends with her. Our interests never really matched but our personalities do. Maybe the only interests that matched between the two of us are interest in boys but our types, nah, never been the same. I told you, we have different taste. We had never argued since like, forever. A little misunderstanding but it's rarely to happen. We are always hanging around even though we have different class. Chatting about things and stuff that we did or wanting to do. Specially those pranks we pulled off.

"Here we are! Welcome senior life!"

I heard her said those words. I liked it, being senior. It was like we're the superior among all the batches for we are the oldest. But some part of me never wanted to reached this, fun but painful year. For it will be the last. After this we will be on our separate ways, struggling for life. I never knew what true pain means, maybe even true happiness. We haven't even entered the real life yet. I wanted to stay. Stay with the presence of the people I knew. But I need to move on for I know it's inevitable.

Now that I think about it. I haven't seen which class I belong. I dragged my best friend to where the list of class is shown. As I look into the names, I notice some names that are familiar to me. It saddens me to see that we're not in the same class. But think of the bright side. I'll meet new friends and have new bonds.

"Oh! There it is. So I'm in class IV-B. What class are you in?"

"Umm, I think its class IV-B too!"

I was glad that she was in my class. We always pray for every year that we'll become classmates again. It appears that the Lord had finally heard our plea. We smiled at each other and look at the list again to find other friend of ours. As we looked it up, I saw the name of our close friends. I'm really happy with that but there was one name that spoiled my delight.

"Finally! Now you're in the same class as him"

"No way"

"Way!"

She squealed with joy while me, well, here I am all shocked and upset by the situation. I can't deny that I was really enthusiastic about having him as a classmate in the past. But that was in the past for god's sake! I was praying that he'll be gone for the rest of my life and never come and show his face again. Though I know my heart says the opposite. But what the heck right? I was finally moving on, and then there he comes into my life again. I was frustrated but never the less deep inside, I know I was happy. But that happiness was suppress by the hurt and pain I felt for eight long years of yearning and waiting. The pain that sting whenever I see him turns into unshed tears that only me, myself can see. I had given up on him long long time ago, but that was not the case. Because whenever I see him, I'm still affected by his presence. Well, I'm just a hopeless romantic for you information.

"You know. We must make this year the greatest! Don't stand there being upset. Be happy that even in the last moment, you were given a chance to be with him in the same class. And take note, without his girlfriend!" she squealed in delight. I never liked it whenever she does that.

"You sounded like you want me to seduce him or something! You know how I hated men because one certain reason. Him" I whined at her.

"Yah, yah. Whatever. I know you like my idea and I know you still love him even after how you said you have finally moved on blah, blah, blah! You're really persistent in this kind of stuff." She said proudly.

"Okay, first, he was and he is the only one I have fallen completely for some unknown reason. That's why I'm persistent. You know that he is the only one I've love until this time." I was completely explaining to her about me being persistent.

"Ha! I knew it. I really know you so well. I told you, you still have some feelings for him. And it's still strong! In your face!" She patted me at the back and grinned like an idiot.

"Okay. You got me! You can always read me like an open book. Curse you." I'm completely defeated. I easily cracked whenever I talk to her about this topic.

"That's why I'm your damn best friend. I'm the only one who can stand you. " She beamed at me. I smiled at her comment, which I don't know exactly if it's an insult or a compliment, all I know is that I'm super lucky to have her.

"I know. Because we're just the same, we're both crazy! But unlike you I don't have a boyfriend. And I don't have guys who are crazy over me." I saw her sighted at my statement. She doesn't agree with me whenever I tell her she is one of the most beautiful girls in our school. She really doesn't care about what other guys felt about her. She was completely head over heels at his boyfriend right now.

"Stop flattering me. I told you, guys are not so all over me. Really!" she said it blankly. I don't get her sometimes. I don't know if she's dense or she just choose to ignore the things happening around her. I mean, come on, who wouldn't be turning their heads if someone like her would pass by you? And take note, I am not blind! I see the stares of the guys at her. It was like their eye balls would come out. That's kinda creepy though. Who would not look at her long blond curly hair that according to his boyfriend was so soft. Her beautiful blue eyes which no one dares not to look at. Her natural beauty which captures the heart of every boy she passed by, not only her charm and face but she also have the body. How I envy her having those big 'future' ahead of her. And her perfect curves. It was all proportional! I always asked her the secret of keeping a body like that. But I'm hopeless when it comes to my 'future'. I'm not finished yet! She's not only perfect physically but considering her saint like attitude, well, not saint-like. I would be definitely lying if I said that. I know she's mean sometimes and really likes prank, well that's our hobby. Playing pranks! What I'm saying is that she is a really good company. She's has every trait you would want for a friend. She was not perfect but at least true.

"So, room 203?"

We decided to go to our classroom now. As we walked in the long corridor, we see different people. Some we knew and some we haven't seen before. Maybe they were lower batch. It was kind of rare to have a new student in our year. When we reached our destination, we saw someone already in the room. Though we couldn't see his face, we are sure that it's him. He has this bright red hair that even a rat would never forget. He was sulked at his seat staring boringly at the board. We decided not to greet him properly. A surprise wouldn't hurt right? Quietly we went near him; he seemed not to notice our presence. Slowly I put my hands over his eyes. I felt him stiffen, and then I felt him held my hands.

"I know it's you, missy" he said without doubt in his voice and turned around to face us.

"Darn you! How did you know it was me?" I asked him surprised.

"Because of your hands, they're small. Duh!" There was mock in his voice. He smirked at me looking all proud. I whacked him on the head. I hate being called small.

"Don't rub it in my face, dimwit!" I glared at him and he just laughed at me. Annoying idiot, but still he was one of my good and closest friends. I never really had grudge on him whenever he calls me names. I just talk back. It's a routine actually. And it never comes a day that I don't whack him because he's being such an idiot. He was one of the good people who actually understand me. Though he had this strange looking hair, for it was color red. And had this tattoos all over his body. His still a good man, better than those who pretend to be looking good but in reality, they sucked.

People were now entering the room, some only by themselves and some in groups. We waited for our other friends to come. They really took a long time before they entered the room. It was few minutes before the bell. That was absolutely a bad start of the year if the teacher marks you late at first day of the class. The room that was empty earlier was now completely loaded. Every chair was now occupied and you can now hear voices surrounding you. We were now chatting with my friends whom ended up having the same class. The truth was I'm double tasking! It's not very hard to do. I chatted with my friend while I constantly glance at certain someone. I think my best friend had already noticed me as I glanced over that someone, she grinned at me, but I don't give damn about it! It's my eyes not hers. I just grinned back at her. Every student was now preoccupied when the homeroom teacher got in. she was wearing glasses and seemed to be strict. Everyone stayed silent as they were eyeing the person who just went in.

"She's scary!"

I heard my friend murmured. I gulped and watched her set her things on the table. I heard her tapped the table with her fingers. She was waiting for something, I can tell. Everyone just stared at her. She too stared at us. Silent overcame the room. No one appears to have the courage to make even small noise. After a while, breaking the silence the teacher infront slammed her hands on the table. Every one tensed and looked down.

"The hell wrong with you people? You haven't even bothered to say 'good morning sensei'. You're just staring at me as if I would eat you if you spoke. I was expecting at least greeting you dorks!" everyone's jaw dropped with her sudden outburst and her choices of words actually. They were now free from their anxiousness and started reacting.

"EH!?"

"What 'eh!'? so you really were expecting me to eat you" she said for the sake of teasing. I saw her smirked but then I felt somewhat at ease at this teacher. She was happy-go-lucky teacher and really humorous. This will be one heck of fun school year.

"Okay, first, I want you to introduce yourselves. After you, I will be the one to introduce myself. I'm tired of the usual teacher first before students! Seems like no one knows me yet, there will be thrill! And there's another thrill after me." she said blissfully. She walked unto me and made her signal to start introducing ourselves. I was in the first row and the very first chair. It can't be helped, there's no choice but to stand and start off the introduction. I was eager to know this teacher too.

We do this every first day of the classes. Telling your name in front of the class and sometimes if you're unlucky, the teacher would make you do some stuff, like displaying your talents in front of your classmates. For me, it's just waste of time. What if farting is your talent? God that would be weird! Okay, no more babbling. Now here am I, I inhaled deeply and stood in front of everyone. And flashed my smile as a sign of friendliness or should I say don't-worry-I-won't-eat-you-you-can-talk-to-me sign. I stared at them and opened my mouth to speak.

"Hi everyone, I am Kuchiki Rukia! 17 years old and now a senior! nice to meet ya all!"

So how'd you find my story? I decided not to put names on this chapter. The whole chapter was focus on Rukia and if you notice, it's her POV. So did you found out who were the persons there? Sorry If it's a bit boring for you guys. I hoped you liked it! Sorry for the wrong grammar and wrong choices of words, maybe. Thank you!

Oh, the future thingy or blessing. I know you got those? Right? Haha. Well, to make it more clear, I'm talking about the breast.

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