Cuxie: I'm starting another story. My life story...in KK form.

Kazune: How pathetic.

Karin: She'll be living through me.

Cuxie: SHUT-UP!! Both of you! I'm doing this story whether you guys like it or not so you might as well just get the hell over it!

Kazune:...

Karin:...

Cuxie:...Ok, now...Roll chappy!

"My God! Why are girls SO slow?!" Kazune yell over his shoulder.

"I am NOT slow, jerk!" I retorted.

"Then C'mon already! We're gonna be late!" Kazune-kun ran full speed towards our school. You would've thought his pants were on fire or something. I was right behind him and Himeka was behind me. Man! He is so annoying. So what if I overslept? That automatically makes me slow or something? I think not. Still...even if he's the most sexist, insensitive jerk I've ever met, I still like him. A lot.

"HURRY IT UP KARIN!! DAMN!!" But he is such a jerk sometimes! Weird how I can like someone like that. Then again maybe not. Some girls do go for the bad boys. I just never pegged myself as one of them. I never pegged Kazune-kun as a "bad boy" either. Just a jerk really, and not even all the time. As unbelievable as it may sound, he can be really sweet sometimes. We're really good friends when we're not blowing up at each other...which isn't too often.

"Phew! We made it." I panted and saw the gate close behind Himeka, who just barely slipped in in time.

"Geez, Karin! If you actually made it to school on time more often then maybe you'd actually know something." he scoffed. I really hate it when people scoff at me. It's rude, and the word just sounds weird. Scoff. Sounds Irish or something.

"I DO know stuff and we ARE on time!" Oh. Did I mention Kazune-kun tutors me as well? So we kinda have to get along sometimes in order for me to learn the stuff sensei hasn't managed to program into my brain like the others.

Life really does suck sometimes.

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"Oh! Kujyou-kun! Please!"

"Just once!"

"We just wanna see!"

"Er...maybe...later...?" I heard Kazune-kun whisper uncertainly to the group of giggling girls behind him. Those little sluts! Honestly. I know the girls here have it bad for him(me too), but this was really low. I mean for God's sakes, they were BEGGING to see his chest!! What the hell?! Have they no shame?! I mean, I know he's got abs to die for, but still! Have some dignity!

"What's wrong with you?" Huh? Is he talking to me?

"Nani? Nothing. Why?" What could possibly be wrong at this moment in time? I mean other than the fact I'm being forced to witness you be sexually harrassed.

"Well for one thing, you're drawing mad faces all over your notes." I looked at my paper. Instead of the notes on factoring minoials that should have been there I found small animated mad-faced people. Some resembling me.

"Oh, uh...Eheh." God, I feel dumb. I must of sounded pretty dumb too, judging by the way Kazune-kun was shaking his head at me.

"And you wonder why you need tutoring." He turned away. Which was pretty rude. My drawings were awesome, but do I get any praise for that? Noooo.

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"Here...Kujyou-kun." A short brunette girl handed Kazune-kun a small envelope with a heart seal. Even someone with my low I.Q. status would know what that was. God. Why is the world against me today? I can never go one day without having to witness some random girl flirting with him! And not a week without one confessing.

Anyway, she gave him her little love note and was blushing so hard I almost felt sorry for her. I know exactly what Kazune-kun does with all those little notes. Just take care of them around the corner where the trashcan is, I do the same whenever I happen to get one because it's almost always from someone I don't know.

"Um, thanks?" Kazune-kun took it from her with the same uncertainty in his voice. That girl must of heared it too because she took off crying in the opposite direction. Poor thing...kinda.

"You coming?" I yelled to him coming out of my hiding place behind a hedge. Most people would consider spying on one of your closest friends untrustworthy. I, however, don't give a damn about most people.

"Geez. Why me? I always get this things from strangers and then they run off crying. Why do girls do that?" He asked me matching my steps. Himeka was supposed to be with us but she made a last minute decision to hang with Miyon.

"Because. It's clear that when you say "Um, thanks?" that really means "Uh, who are you?"."

"Well yeah but...how'd you know I said that?" Damn! Busted.

"Uh...isn't that what you say everytime that happens? Then you come to me wondering where you went wrong and whatnot." That's it. Keep your cool Karin.

"So I guess it's turned into a routine, huh?" he laughed nervously. A routine? A ROUTINE?! So you've gotten used to this, huh?! This is what you considered your average, perfect day?! Having girls maul you nonstop while your friends sit witness like it's a damn comedy show!!

"NO! This isn't a "routine"! You think I wake up in the morning and look forward to this?! Hell no! This may be your routine, but I sure as hell is hot have better things to do! So I'd like it if you leave me out of your relationships and rejections, thank you very much." I stomped along my merry way leaving that insensitive loser in my dust.

"God, Karin! No need to get so agitated." he stomped in front of me. "Jealous much?" he added with a snicker.

"Hmmmn." Jealous? Yeah...so what if I am?

Cuxie: Done! Whether you like it or not!

Karin: I'm so mean and out of character.

Kazune: I'm still awesome so go on with this.

Karin&Cuxie:(glare)

Kazune:(ignoring)R&R. Honestly, I don't think it's that bad.