Hey guys! I know I haven't finished my first story but I really want to write this story down. Anyways, on with the story! By the way, I think this whole story might be in Amu's point of view.

"Amu-chan!" mum called. I rushed downstairs, finding my mum ironing a man's shirt. It's certainly not my dad's. He never wears that sort of clothing. "Can you deliver this to Seiyo High for me? This customer seems to need this shirt quite urgently." She held the shirt for me to deliver.

"Right now?" I asked, "It's half eight in the morning! That school's already started!" This is just not fair. I don't mind going to any other schools at any time but why this school at this time? Seiyo High's full of spoiled brats!

"Fine." mum said, she's so kind! "You can deliver it at break which is…10.15". My mouth dropped to the floor. My mum might be kind but when she is, she can literally make me do anything, not a good to know thing. I nodded, knowing that I'm defeated. She smiles her 'perfect victory' smile. I sighed, it's always no use arguing with her.

When it was 9.45, I went downstairs and ate a few chocolate sandwiches, considering that I haven't had breakfast. I took the shirt and examined the tag:

Name: Souma Kukai

Place of delivery: Seiyo High

Cost: 35 yen

Souma Kukai…even the name gave me shivers. What would I do when I meet the real Souma person, shiver like mad? That sounds like an option. I hanged the shirt to my dad's motorbike and I drove off to the school.

Seiyo High was like manic when I got there. There's a bunch of pupils, waving for some reason, then I realised. There's a boy preparing to jump off the main school building. He had dried tear streaks on his face, wearing the full uniform, with ties and all that. By the look of his sense of fashion, he is one pretty good student. I widened my eyes after I finished examining him and rushed into the building, taking the shirt with me.

When I got up to the roof, he was about to jump off. He got up from the sitting position he was in and stood up, letting out another huge sob, then he readied himself, readied himself for the jump off. Arms swung behind him, then he took a deep breath.

"No!" I shouted, hoping that I wasn't too late. I wasn't. That's good. I ran towards him and grabbed him ny the shirt, and pulled him to me. But he was too heavy, instead of being on the roof, he was dangling in the air, held by me, a small, weak little girl.

After a few minutes, help came, but only the teachers, police and he's parents. There weren't any press though, they were down there, busying themselves with recording stuff. The thing is though, no one is actually helping me drag him to the roof, not even the police. I guess they are in shock. Why would a student from the best private school be trying to end his live? I would like to see their wondering faces, but now is not the time.

"Will you actually help me?" I asked, or rather shouted at them, breaking them from their day dreams. With a few 'oo's, they came and hauled him up to the roof. When his parents turned to thank me, I was at the exit, on my on-going task to find the Souma person.

I found him, the person, by the canteen, looking bored. I approached him and asked for money.

"Oh." He said, finally realising that I'm the person delivering his shirt. I held out the shirt and my hand as well.

"Money."

"Can you actually talk?"

"No. Mama say me ill."

"Oh." He said while he handed me the money.

"Tip." I said, holding my hand out again. I really loved playing pranks on people. Yes, I know I'm bad but it's fun.

"Fine." He handed me a 50 yen note.

"Thank you." I bowed my head, "And goodbye."

Thank you for reading this! This chapter is actually a bit of a prologue. The next chapter will be much more interesting. Carry on reading! ^^ I'll be waiting for your reviews!