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A/N: I am so freaking bored right now it's not even funny. I felt like writing Amuto [Yes, I know i still have BFP to work on but I have one word for you: PROCRASTINATION. Which basically equals me.], so I started this story. I have no idea where this story is gonna go...... All I know is that it's Amuto xD
I have just wasted 45 seconds of your life xD
Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara! or Amuto T.T
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F o o l 's G a m e
P r o l o g u e
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"Stop playing games!"
''But the game has just begun...."
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Italics - Emphasized words or thoughts
Bold - Voices that belong to people that Amu has not met yet.
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Amu Hinamori walked home from school like any other day. Bag slung over her shoulders and attention span at a minumum. Why? She put on mask, you could say. A stone-hard mask that disregarded everything and could never show true emotion. One that was plastered on whenever she was under pressure or whenever the situation was embarassing. It was a defult function to her, and she couldn't stop it. But she wished so much she could.
A chorus of whispers of 'She's so cool!' floated along the streets. The girl sighed on the inside, but kept and straight face on the outside. Always being taken for something she's not, she wanted to get rid of her mask. Nothing was stopping her. Except herself.
Her insecurity always got the better of her. Always being afraid of being rejected, she kept the mask on.
No one could see through that mask, but one person could. And that one person, would annoy Amu Hinamori more than her mask.
"But the game has just begun....''
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A/N: I know it's very short, but it's a prologue. Details are so fun to write 3 and big words are fun too.... xDD Review, please!
Have a wonderful day!