A/N: before you read this crap let me tell you Ikuto and Amu is on the same age and there are no such thing as charas

disclaimer:I don't own it

Exploit of hearts

By: tangerine25

"Don't say we aren't right for each other, the way I see it is… We aren't right for anyone else."

"I don't have a job" said Amu to the blue haired guy in front of her "pretend to be my girlfriend then…How much do you want?"

Sigh

Life sure is weird. Well to start with ALL people are weird...sigh...Here I am plopping the remote of our TV feeling all bored and stuff...sigh...Could my life get any worst? Nah! As if someone will answer me. I'm the only living creature inside this residence. My mom and sister went out to buy food to cook for tonight. Why won't I go out you ask? Well for some definite reason I have a feeling that things may actually get worst. I mean it. I'm really broken. I lost my part time job yesterday. As you can see I need a 'job' to support me and my sister's studies. My dad left us behind even before I am born and Mom's monthly income is not 'enough' to sustain the three of us to. God! I, Hinamori Amu, really am a failure.

After the moment of blabbering about 'how my life sucks' a sudden knock penetrate the abundant silence. Lazily, I got up to open the door hoping that it's some kind of good news and such. But nah! As if.

"Amu, my lovely daughter" I heard a familiar voice chirp with bliss from the other side of the door and in an instant I change my scowl into a bright smile. Well as you can see, hospitality is not really my 'forte'.

I open the door as my mother instantly gets inside, together with my sister of course. "Yo" I greeted her informally. I'm not really used to formal greetings when it comes to mom. Ever since I'm young she and I have this kind of 'sisterly relationship'. She's like an older sister to me, due to the fact that our age gap is not that long. She gave birth to me at a very young age of sixteen.

We spend the rest of the day together like any family would do, well except the fact that there is no 'dad'. Nah! Who cares? Totally not me. Ever since my father left us I've grown to detest men. You might find me narrow-minded, but being in this situation is just not too easy.

Here I am walking through the busy streets of Tokyo finding my way to my dearest Alma matter. Yeah right. Dearest is not really the best way to describe it. Why, you ask? Well for some reasons I hate this school, well I hate all schools. The only reason why I intend to finish my studies is for my family's sake. I want to bring them out from this hellhole life.

After the 5 minute walk. I am now here in Seiyo Academy. I walk through the corridors with an ease due to the fact that no one is around, except me of course. It's 5 o'clock in the morning for Pete's sake! But Nah, I like it this way, I like being unnoticed .Well even if you turn the world 360 degrees, I'm still a shadow in this school. An ordinary girl found in the background of the picture.

Silence. Just as I want it to be. Too bad it's ruined when 'Perky Vanity' arrived. Who the hell are they, you ask? They are one of the popular cliques, number two to be exact. Hoshina Utau, the one in the middle with long blonde hair and bright violet eyes as their 'queen bee'. Tch, yeah right. One of the reasons why I hate school is because of these so called cliques.

Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. Cliques. We have so much of those in this school. Firstly the popular clique mainly composed of the materialistic rich people, perky cheerleaders, and rake jocks. Tch, in short plastic. God! I hate them. They are so full of themselves. I even wonder why the hell they spent too much money just to fool each other. C'mon, everyone in their group did that.

Moving a little...umm…Wait let me re-phrase that…Moving WAY downward there comes the nerds. You know the people who are so expert when it comes to academics and such. Acting as if they are 'damsels in distress' waiting for their prince charming that will help them rise to fame. Tsk...Tsk...Tsk…Face it people, fictional books have side effects too.

Now moving towards the lowest section where the Goths, Emos, Loners and rebels belong. These are people who are commonly accused of using drugs, skipping classes and etc. I really know little about them since they detest 'attention'

Me? I belong to none of those three. Well obviously due to my speech pattern I'm soo not into the popular clique. And c'mon people, me, a person who detest school so much, a geek? Answer: Not a chance. I hate school but no, never in my entire life I've never think of dropping out nor killing my self due to loads of home works, so I'm totally not on the third type…So where do I belong? I belong to the Normies, People who commonly 'blend in' to everything, not even caring to take part or something.

I'm not like those people who live their life as a fairly tale. My story doesn't start with a 'Once upon a time' and ends with 'they live happily ever after'. I'm not your ordinary 'Cinderella' whose life is foreseen in every page. My life is just ordinary. You know like any ordinary soul waiting to graduate high school in a few months.

"Amu" I heard a sweet little voice call me out, which I quickly recognize. Well who would not? She's the student body's vice-president for crying out loud. But that did not change the fact that I, a normie, is her best friend. Let's just say that we have been friends since diapers.

"Umm..Sorry…I was day dreaming "I answered her. She going to reply something until the warning bell rang, God! I've been day dreaming this long? We separate our ways now and go into our own class rooms until…

Thud

"Ouch "did I bump to someone? I raise myself up and bow down to say sorry multiple times to the person I bump into. God! Why am I so careless?

Soon a crowd began to form around us. So curiosity took over me as I look up to the person whom I bump to.

God! This is the end of my once peaceful life.

Adios world.

End of prologue

Sorry if it's crappy.

The other character will be revealed in the1st chapter. I want to make it longer but sorry I can't release too much information or the story might get predictable.

I might not be able to update till March 5 or so due to some exams.

Your 12 year old idiot,

GeriNe

P.S:I might revise this chapter and transfer it to normal POV