This story will have occasional switching between point of views (POV). It will probably mostly be third POV though. Happy reading, guys and girls!
Prologue Pt 2
(Usagi's POV)
I woke up to my unusually quiet phone alarm that has to at least been going off for a quarter of an hour. I squinted at the time and groaned as I put on my glasses. Ughhh how did I overslept again? I asked myself.
I struggle to brush my mess of a hair as I picked out pieces of my school uniform lying all around my room and put them in messy odango style as I brush my teeth.
"Usagi-chan! You're going to be late for school!" my mom yelled from downstairs. I yelled a muffled reply and grabbed everything I needed before heading out.
"Hey Rei-san!" I say out of politeness. My next door neighbor, the gorgeous Rei Hino, smiles slightly before looking away. Around the corner of the block, I hear a bunch of boys, staring at Rei again. Those boys are really creepy. But I guess if Rei doesn't have anything to say about them, she doesn't mind them.
(Some time later)
I silently continued my letter to my one and only, Haruka Tenoh. The famous singer that EVERYONE is obsessed with. If you are a girl, and you don't have a celebrity crush on him, then you are crazy. Beside me, sat one of my best friends, Makoto Kino. She is crazily obsessed with Haruka as well and she drew with sharpie on a picture of him, "my hubbie"
Neither of us noticed our teacher walking toward us.
"Usagi-chan, Makoto-chan," Miss Haruna said. Both of us stood up.
"I don't even have a husband yet. Who are you calling 'my hubbie'?" she yelled at Mako. She then turned to me. " 'Dear 'Ruka'? You write tens and thousands of letter all over again and your dear Ruka won't even glance at your letter! PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS!"
"Sorry, Miss Haruna," Mako and I said before sitting down. I sighed and sat back down.
(Third POV)
Usagi looked around for her pen, which she swore she just saw a second ago. She looked in her desk and ended up discovering a letter addressed to her.
She curiously opened it.
Dear Usagi,
If you don't send 5 Lucky Card letters of the same content to your friends within the next three days, you will be cursed. Beware and do not ignore this letter as a chain mail. In 1947, Mr. Kanichuma ignored and burned this letter. The next day, his whole entire house was burned down to crisps along with his family. Twenty years ago, Miss Naokori ripped the letter to pieces and her entire family died of a mysterious disease the next day. Five years ago, a young boy named Wakari trashed this letter and died in the car accident a hour after.
Best of luck.
"NO!" Usagi stood up and yelled, pounding the letter on her desk in the process. The entire class turned to look at her. She sat back down, embarrassed.
(Some time later)
"Hey, do you believe in Lucky Cards?" Usagi asked Makoto and her other friend, Minako.
"You mean the Lucky Cards that basically tells you, you're cursed?" Makoto asked back, raising an eyebrow.
"Um, yeah," Usagi replied, toying with a strand of her hair.
"Those things are totally real," Minako replied, shaking her head while she took her white-out to fix a mistake on her drawing.
"Yeah. If anyone got one, I'd suggest they start copying the letter right away," Makoto added. Usagi's face obviously paled, but Makoto and Minako were too focused on their drawings to notice.
(Some time later)
Usagi's POV
I had to send the card to four people. Which is why the first person I decided to send the card to, was Shingo. My annoying older brother. He gets better grades than me, better treatment from my parents, basically better everything.
The second person was my next door neighbor, Rei. Not because I'm jealous or anything, but simply because she lives right next door and it's more convenient for me.
The third person i gave the so called- "Lucky Card" to is my stupid, annoying math teacher, Mister Wang.
The forth person I gave to was Mamoru Chiba, the Legend. In every high school, there's always that devil that had to make your school years thousands of times worse than it already is. That's him! he's the leader of our high school gang. Rumors has it that he pick fights with people all the time and doesn't know his place as a student.
(Some time later. third POV)
Mamoru walked home with his two friends, a better word would be underling. He was halfway there and in the middle of a cross section when he found a pink letter with a certain perfume-y smell on it. Ignoring the sticker of the envelope, which was a head shot of Haruka Tenoh, he opened what he thought was a love letter before his two friends can snatch it away from his grasp. He paused mid-step, his brows furrowing as he read the content of the letter. He wasn't paying attention to his surrounding, so he didn't see the bus coming straight at him.
BOOM!
His two other friends stopped laughing when they heard the sound and turned around.
"BOSS!" the two yelled and ran straight over to him.
(the next day)
Usagi was at the school shop, opening a large plastic round container full of lollipops when her friends walked in about round the shop. She caught snippets of their conversation and dropped the lollipop container in fear.
"Did you hear?" Minako started saying, "Mamoru got in a car accident yesterday."
"The Mamoru? As in Mamoru Chiba?" Makoto replied, not believing Minako for a second.
"Yeah," Minako replied, then added, "Apparently he hit his head too. Big impact."
Then, Mamoru walked in the school shop with crutches and bandages all over him, kicking a lollipop that had hit his feet back toward Usagi. Minako and Makoto dragged Usagi away from the boy while muttering sorrys and other things Usagi didn't catch.
(The next day, lol sorry, get used to it)
During one of those ceremonies they have in the morning, Usagi tunes out the principal and stares at Motoki dreamily as her principal goes on about their school anniversary festival not being cancelled this year since the tracks that it will be taking place will be done with innovating by the time. Something he was saying caught Usagi by surprise and broke her out of her constant staring.
"... the new director for our school will be the organizer of this year's school festival and right now, the school patrol team is doing a surprise school search through your bags and desk drawers. So don't be surprised if you lose anything you weren't suppose to bring to school!" Usagi's jaw dropped. The school patrol team. That's basically Mamoru and his two little sidekicks. No one ever knows the two sidekick's names though. It's like Mamoru doesn't care enough for them to get a name or something.
(Meanwhile in the classroom 1202)
"These seniors have some interesting stuff..." one of Mamoru's sidekick who was nicknamed Sakura by Mamoru said. The other, who was nicknamed Dumbo (like the elephant) laughed as he read on to a magazine he found that a student shouldn't have on them.
"Hey, boss," Sakura suddenly said with seriousness, making Dumbo and Mamoru pause and turn around. Isn't this the same sticker of that famous singer on that damn letter you got?"
"Yeah, check the chick's name," Dumbo said, jumping over a set of wooden chair and desk. Sakura pulled out a textbook and searched for a name.
"Tsukino Usagi"