Hi, This is my third story, and I'm pleased to anounce, that it's a
KM YAY!!! Of course if you do not like this couple, I suggest you press
the back button. But you can read on if you wish.
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A loud blaring noise suddenly filled the small room. The lump at the edge of the bed, startled, fell off with a loud "OOMPH!"
Sea-green eyes glared at the alarm clock before shutting it off. With a yawn, the girl known as Misao padded over to her bathroom to get ready for the day. She washed up and quickly threw on some clothes; a pair of jeans, a red and black BMU (Bad Monkey University) shirt with 'MONKEY 12' on the back, and a light blue sweatshirt with 'I'd rather be snowboarding' scrawled across the front.
A grin spread across her face as she glanced at her calender. She pulled on her shoes quickly and hurried downstairs to grab some toast. She got to miss practically all of her classes today to go to the museum, where a new art exibit was arriving.
She munched on her breakfast and ran to meet up with her friends, who were already deep in conversation,".......I heard it was a statue of a samurai." Her friend, Miki said, almost breathlessly. She was by far the most boy crazy out of their little group. She ia about medium heighth, blond hair with pink streaks. She had blue eyes and a plain face which she covered in make-up.
Misao interest peaked, she loved everything about samurais. "That would be a nice addition," Liz said. She was the more down-to-earth one. And certainly the most mature. She was the only one who wasn't single. Liz had short light brown hair, and was the tallest. She had brown eyes and a fair face.
"I can't wait to go!" Misao grinned at her friends startled looks.
"Misao! God! You scared the living daylights outta me!" Miki gasped," you're like a ninja or something."
Misao's grin grew wider," Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here all week" She gave a mock bow. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Misao bounded up the stairs of the bus excitedly, and started to search for a spot to sit at. Spotting a familiar face she called out to him, "Sano."
He glanced up and she began to wave. Finally making it to his seat, she plopped down next to him. "Where's Megumi?" She asked glancing around. He shrugged.
The rest of the ride to the museum was silent save for impatient finger drumming. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________
Gomen, I realize that this chapter is the pits, but I promise it'll get better. Please let me know what you think by either reviewing or emailing me.
A loud blaring noise suddenly filled the small room. The lump at the edge of the bed, startled, fell off with a loud "OOMPH!"
Sea-green eyes glared at the alarm clock before shutting it off. With a yawn, the girl known as Misao padded over to her bathroom to get ready for the day. She washed up and quickly threw on some clothes; a pair of jeans, a red and black BMU (Bad Monkey University) shirt with 'MONKEY 12' on the back, and a light blue sweatshirt with 'I'd rather be snowboarding' scrawled across the front.
A grin spread across her face as she glanced at her calender. She pulled on her shoes quickly and hurried downstairs to grab some toast. She got to miss practically all of her classes today to go to the museum, where a new art exibit was arriving.
She munched on her breakfast and ran to meet up with her friends, who were already deep in conversation,".......I heard it was a statue of a samurai." Her friend, Miki said, almost breathlessly. She was by far the most boy crazy out of their little group. She ia about medium heighth, blond hair with pink streaks. She had blue eyes and a plain face which she covered in make-up.
Misao interest peaked, she loved everything about samurais. "That would be a nice addition," Liz said. She was the more down-to-earth one. And certainly the most mature. She was the only one who wasn't single. Liz had short light brown hair, and was the tallest. She had brown eyes and a fair face.
"I can't wait to go!" Misao grinned at her friends startled looks.
"Misao! God! You scared the living daylights outta me!" Miki gasped," you're like a ninja or something."
Misao's grin grew wider," Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here all week" She gave a mock bow. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Misao bounded up the stairs of the bus excitedly, and started to search for a spot to sit at. Spotting a familiar face she called out to him, "Sano."
He glanced up and she began to wave. Finally making it to his seat, she plopped down next to him. "Where's Megumi?" She asked glancing around. He shrugged.
The rest of the ride to the museum was silent save for impatient finger drumming. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________
Gomen, I realize that this chapter is the pits, but I promise it'll get better. Please let me know what you think by either reviewing or emailing me.