Like The Movies
By: Animecutee13
CHAPTER 2: Wake up in the morning feelin' like…. What?
~I'm an average dreamer.. A true escapist.. -Not like the movies
{M}
I cracked one eye open when I felt something warm hit my face. A sun ray. I rolled over and snuggled with my Natsume pillow. Today's the day! They're going to draw the winner today at the Halidon Mall.
"Will you go out with me?" The Natsume pillow said huskily.
"Of course! Ask me again and see if my answer will change!" I smiled merrily at the nonliving pillow.
I hopped down from bed and stretched, my cotton bunny pajamas exposing my belly skin a bit. Well, I'm not fat or anything, in fact I have no baby fat whatsoever! You want a piece of that, Natsume? Just joking. Uhh. That sounded really weird there for a minute. Plus he wouldn't be like a bad boy that's a pervert sneaking on people's body parts and disses old people. According to my sources, He is a kind, cat-loving person (How sweet is that!) who appreciates the nature that God created for us and most importantly his fans (A gentleman!). It must be true! I mean, c'mon, his movies are the best! And I'm pretty sure in one of those, is his real personality.
As if on cue, the radio began playing. Oh. I almost forgot I set up an alarm last week, that'll ring on this day and at this time, for the big day. Huh. I woke up early then!
I'm your average dreamer, I'm a true escapist
Always expecting a happy ending
Maybe I've been watching too many movies..
Aww. This song is so perfect! For my moment! And probably.. If.. IF.. I'll win, it would be the perfect song for later! Ah my goodness. Oh my goodness. This is destiny! I clasped my hands together and jumped around like a crazy fan freak.
Maybe I should grow up and start pretending
When I saw your face thou, everything was slow mo
And I started wondering why..?…
I crawled under my bed to get my secret notebook which held all my Natsume's information. This seemed like the perfect time to ponder upon it. Sigh. I sat on the floor between my bed and window, flipping through the notebook.
Why can't it be?
Just a pathway full of roses
Leading to a sunset view
Where the one you've always dreamed of waits
On the cover it had a magazine cut-out of Natsume wearing jeans and a red shirt with a blazer on top of it. His shoes were a pair of black chucks and my eyes drifted to his head. He had this charismatic smile on, and he was looking directly at me. I remember putting a little gold crown on the head making him look like Prince Charming, but where was it?
Why can't it be?
It was like a movie scene, the way I felt for you
Only you didn't fall, now it's not like the movies at all
I scanned the page and I noticed where it was, it was on his groin. Ew. Don't worry, Natsume, I'll put it back on your heavenly head! I went to the next page. It was filled with information about Natsume. How his birthday is November 27. How his hair is raven. How his eyes are the most charming color of red, crimson. How his name is, well duh, Natsume Hyuuga. How he likes the color red and black. How he likes Coke. How he likes home cooked food. And many more. I'm too lazy to enumerate stuff like this.
Should have kept my heart charged
Should have been more patient
Should have kept denying on my addiction
I stared at his collaged photos on the pages for a while and thought for a while. The lyrics were sinking in to my brain. What if Natsume.. No. I shouldn't think that yet. I haven't met him. I'll wait till later to judge this wonderful song. But it really sank into me. It was so realistic.. And a lot of girls with crushes, especially, celebrity crushes, probably feel the same way this song writer did.
I fiddled with the lock of raven hair that was taped at the notebook. Yeah. I bought it on eBay. Just kidding! I'm not a obsessed maniac who'd go through Natsume's bathroom drain and collect his hair or pester with his hair brush. It's just some dumb Barbie hair. Don't worry.
What was I expecting
Did I have a vision of a scene
That only lived in fiction
Alas. I came to the last page. It was my favorite image of him; he looked so cool and cunning but very fierce like a rebel. Hotness. Coolness. Charming. Handsome, words that'll never leave him. But there was one word that was missing in this image; he didn't look like a gentleman or some kind of nice guy, whatever. But, Prince Charming was a nice guy right? Maybe it's because of the concept; I'm guessing this concept is rebel. He wore everything in black. Black pants, a black v-neck shirt, black boots, black studded gloves, black bracelets and chains, black everything. He was leaning against a wall and he had his right hand running through his hair. So hot. Wouldn't I be glad to stand next to this rebel in front of me. Sigh.
Now I know that you are not gonna be my co-star?
And it starts to wonder why..
I turned off the radio and turned on my laptop looking for any updates. I opened my facebook account, tangerine_.
"Hmm. I need to change my profile picture soon." I clicked. Well, it doesn't seem like anything new has happened. I typed Natsume Hyuuga at the search box. A million appeared. Freaking posers! They know nothing else but mess with other people's lives. I couldn't find the original account. Sigh. Luckily Twitter has those verified user stuff. Facebook could need some of that.
{N}
There I was. An 18 year old hot guy, sleeping peacefully on my soft black bed, dreaming of improper things you wouldn't want to know. Until it was interrupted by this annoying sound.
"Onii." A small voice squeaked.
"Hnn." I shifted a bit and covered my head with the pillow.
"Onii!" It came closer and climbed up on my bed.
"…"
"Onii!" Onii-chan!" It started jumping. The bed was quaking and I don't like that. Seriously? What the fuck.
My eyes snapped open. "Youichi. How many times have I told you to not jump on my bed like a friggin' monkey?"
"Onii—I'm sorry." He climbed down. "It's just that manager tell me to wake Onii-chan up oredi." His baby voice is cute but I hate his way of waking me up.
"Get out." I sat up and sent him a look of annoyance.
"Onii. Sorry—" I cut him off.
"Huh. Out." I stood up with only some boxer shorts. He scampered to the door like a scared pup. Aww. Poor you. Yeah. I'm a bad big brother. But who cares. I'm a busy person and I can't actually entertain everyone, can I. Plus, he's only my half brother. What gives? I looked down on my body. Abs, ok. Muscles, check. Does it need some racking up? Hmm. Not really. Still lean. I walked to the bathroom, I think I need a cold shower. Suddenly my mom burst through the door to my room.
"Natsume! You made Youichi cry again!" Sumire's red lipsticked lips roared.
"So?" I said calmly.
"He was trying to be nice. Give him some credit! He is only five you know!" She flailed her arms around.
"Huh."
"Watch your actions and words next time, alright Natsume?"
"'Kay. Whatever." I closed the door to the bathroom and stepped in the shower. I turned the knob and cold water started cascading along my firm back. I didn't shiver as my body calmed down. I breathed in, it smelled like rain for some dumb reason. Oh. My soap's scent was rain. I scrubbed my body with it and applied some grape extracts shampoo on my raven hair. I personally picked the scent that matches with my hair. You may think its lame, but for me it rocks.
I walked out of the bathroom, my towel wrapped around my hip and a towellete around my shoulder, and also my black toothbrush working its magic in my mouth. When suddenly..
"Natsume." The door burst open. How many times in this morning do I need to see this?
"WHAT?" I tried to say.
"Take out that dumb toothbrush when you want to say something. It is not proper, Natsume." Ugh. Hotaru Imai is my manager. My annoying and infuriating manager.
I took it out and spoke, "Imai."
"Manager Imai. I had Youichi come up here. What the fuck is taking you so long?" She hit me with her folder.
"Ow. What's your problem?" I glared at her. My crimson eyes boring into her amethyst orbs.
"You need to watch your attitude." She hit me again. "You're in the limelight you know. Your reputation is important; the image we've built for you is a Prince Charming that is kind. Do you understand?"
"Tch." I scoffed and raised my brow at her.
"If I hear or see you acting out again. You will never have another movie. Ever." Her folder slapped my arm again. I rubbed my arm. Ow. Damn. I am lucky this woman is short.
"Seriously. What do they care? Even if I act like this won't have an effect on them. They like me because of my looks." I crossed my arms.
"This," she signaled to me, as in me," isn't what we put on the plate. What they were looking for is what we gave them. Now, do you want to risk your job?"
"No."
"Okay. Now that you understand all this royal crap. Dress up. You have a date to go to."
"What? What kind of fuckery is this now, Imai?" I slammed the towellette on my shoulders to the floor. "We didn't talk about any damn date!"
"I asked you about this three weeks ago. You were just in a hangover so you said yes."
"Of all moments to ask me, why when I'm not sober?" I sneered.
"Who cares really?"
"…. I hate you."
"Aww. That's so sweet. Hate ya." She walked towards the door. And when she was about to close it, "Be at the Halidon mall at eleven sharp. What will you take?" she added.
"Uhh. I'll take my car." With that, she closed the door.
"Great." Just what I needed. Just what I needed. I sighed and grabbed my pants which were hanging at my black bean bag. I kept swearing as I slipped my legs in them. I opened my closet and scanned it for some fucking date-worthy shirt. I grabbed a gray v-neck and slid on a black hoody. I don't like getting wet, so I always wear one. I put on some red chucks and grabbed some important shit like my phone and wallet and stuck 'em in my pockets.
"I'm off." I called and went out as I put on my black rayban shades. I stepped in my black convertible and drove off to Halidon mall. This girl better be worth it.
{M}
"Hey mom!" I called when I was ready to go out the front door.
"What!"
"I'm off! I need to go to the mall! The winner gets picked today before lunch! Text ya! Bye! Love ya!" I ran outside and walked to the bus stop. You wanna know what I wore? It's pretty simple, but it's cute enough to catch Natsume's attention! When I went online earlier, I did some research. So I ended up wearing a red and black plaid vest which was a bit thread and rough on the ends but it looked fab. I wore a white shirt inside it and some skinny jeans with a black belt, and some boots. I only brought two things, wallet and phone. I pulled my hair up to a ponytail and had a bit of bangs dangling on my forehead. My orange hair looked great with what I was wearing! Oooh! I hope that Natsume notices me even if I don't win.
I got on a bus, smiling at the cholesterolled driver and sat at the near back. I can't wait! I am so darn excited that I'll meet Prince Charming Natsume Hyuuga! The bus had TV and it was showing the Mattress Land commercial Jump song Glee had on one of their fantastic episodes. I bobbed my head a bit and then I got at my destination. I got up wobbling, and got off. I practically ran towards the automatic opening doors of the mall. Then I worked my way to the even center. I got there just in time. But there wasn't really much room anymore.
"Are you girls ready to see our prince-like Natsume Hyuuga?" The commentator exclaimed. The kazillion girls started shrieking like dolphins.
"Well here he is!" He pointed at the left wing. At the same time all of our female heads turned to the direction of his finger and there he was. Glorious as ever, Natsume Hyuuga. He stepped in the stage, the security guards keeping fan girls away from his path.
{Narrator}
"Hello Natsume! What do you want to say to your fan girls?" The commentator asked and placed the microphone under his chin.
"Uhh. Hi." The girls gave out a loud and scary 'Kyaaaaaa!'
"Well Natsume-kun. Shall we pick your date from these wonderful ladies?" He dramatically spread his arms.
Natsume nodded coolly. What kind of retard is the host here?
The host stuck his hand inside the huge fishbowl and spun it around, then his hand came out. Mikan crossed her fingers and closed her eyes. Mikan Sakura. Mikan Saukura!
"Our lucky girl is.." He held the air there for a moment."Mikan Sakura! Are you here, Miss Mikan Sakura?"
"Me!" Mikan raised her hand and jumped to be seen from the sea of crazy fan girls. There was even some middle aged women and a couple old women.
"Oh there! The gorgeous tangerine!" He pointed and signaled her to come up, "Come up here little lady!"
Mikan squeezed through the crowd but halfway there the path widened, when she looked up, Natsume offered his hand. A lot of jealous faces glared at Mikan but then again, it is every girl's dream.
"May I?" He smirked at her dazzled face.
"Y-yes!" She stuttered and placed her hand on his. It's so soft, Mikan thought. She was melting again.
"Okay, guys! Say hello to our new couple!"
"Kyaaaa!"
"They look so good together!"
"Miss gorgeous! Can I have your number?"
…..
I can die right now, Mikan thought. She smiled, dazed off, at the handsome man in front of her.
Animecutee13 here! :DD I hope you like this one! Sorta long! YEHEY! :D please review! And you're free to read my other stories :D Umm.. Love Lockdown is what I'll update next! :D Thanks for reading guys! More power to ya! :DD the date is on the next chapter :) Toodles! XOXO! The song here is by KC Concepcion – Not like the movies :) it's sorta my inspiration for this story!:D HAHA!