Well I really hope you guys like this so far, and I know it's annoying to keep asking, but review?

The story is a little different from before and I have an interesting idea, although no one will know until later in the series!

I want to thank a guest that has reviewed the old version of the story, as she has helped make the story loads better!

And Nagihiko might be a bit OOC… oops

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The next few days went by uneventfully, with Rima's week spent trying to terrorize the sweet violet-haired transfer student. But no matter what she tried, it was all futile.

Her grades were top of the class and she seemed to be good at almost everything, save for sports. Her long legs made her look like a foreign model and her friendly personality gained her many friends throughout the entire school. She had practiced Japanese dancing while in Europe, and was a real teacher's pet, always helping out when something needed to be done.

Rima sneered to herself as she looked out the window, wondering how one girl could be so perfect. There had to bet a crack in there somewhere! Growling silently, Rima thought about the past few days, refusing to face the fact that she was fighting a losing battle against Nadeshiko. What could she possibly do to turn the tides against this opponent? Her answer would come soon enough, although not as soon as Rima would have liked it to. With the field trip starting tomorrow, Rima was determined to find something that could win her the spot of Best Friend in Amu's eyes.

As always, the petite girl drowned out the teacher's words as she thought to herself, keeping a blank look on her face. More homework was passed around as Rima frowned, noticing how much homework she was receiving for the field trip. Wasn't this supposed to be a fun thing!? But no, so far Rima had received 4 homework packets (due at the end of the field trip) and 2 projects: one about photography, one about songwriting. Sighing irritably, Rima stood up as the bell rang, signaling the last class of the day was finally over.

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It didn't take long for Rima to pack her stuff, and when her alarm rang 5:50 that morning, she woke up with a contented look on her face; not only were her parents still asleep, but she was about to go on a field trip! And not any field trip, but one that was only 15 minutes away from the beach! For the first time in a long time, her sleepiness had abandoned her as she wet her brush and started brushing the tangled golden curls into a semi-tamed state.

Once she was done, she let out a pleasant smile and changed into a soft sky blue dress that reached her knees, complete with a blue hairband that tied her hair, which was now entwined into one long braid down her back. Aqua colored flats adorned her feet as small pale hands reached over and gripped the handle of her two large suitcases. Finally ready to go, Rima took a step out of the room and headed down the stairs, making sure to be extremely quiet while going past her parent's rooms, which were on opposite sides of the hallway.

The serene walk to the school early in the morning was ruined when Rima's eyes focused on a figure coming around the bend. But it wasn't just any figure; it was Nadeshiko and Amu, chatting away as if they didn't have a care in the world. The small teen felt a bitter pang of sorrow echo throughout her heart but quickly brushed it away, turning her head away from the pair and increasing her walking pace, hoping that they wouldn't see her.

Clear, lightly tanned skin and soft brown eyes observed the girl, unsure whether or not to call out across the street to her. Although she decided not to, it seemed that Amu had followed Nadeshiko's eyes to the small girl, her smile brightening even more, if it was even possible.

"Rima!" The girl yelled out, waving her hand way above her head as she exaggerated her movements, power walking a little to reach the said girl. Although Amu didn't notice, the violet-haired girl did as Rima's legs extended and sped up; covering more ground to get away from her friend and acclaimed "enemy".

"Rima, wait up!" Amu pouted as she grabbed Nadeshiko's hand, much to the girl's surprise, and dashed after the blonde, her black boots clacking on the pavement as they went. "Rima!" she said, reaching the girl with a heavy sigh.

Putting on a shocked look, the blonde turned around and looked at the two.

"Oh, Amu! I didn't see you there," she said, her honey colored eyes deceiving only one of the two girls, causing Nadeshiko to frown and look down skeptically at Rima. The pinkette pouted as she linked arms with both of her friends, smiling obliviously as she dragged them towards the school.

"I can't wait to get to the cabins! You two are so lucky that you're rooming together; I wish I could room with a friend! I ended up having to room with some girl I don't even know!" Rima couldn't help but relax in her friend's presence as she listened to the girl's rant, occasionally adding into the conversation as she thought fit. It didn't take long until the three of them were at the school, their suitcases ready to be loaded into the bus compartments on the sides. It was then that Rima noticed something different about Nadeshiko.

"Hey, Fujisaki…" Rima started, staring intently at the girl, noticing every little difference that the girl had from the Nadeshiko she had seen not too long ago at school.

"Yeah, Rima-chan?" She asked curiously. The blonde narrowed her eyes. The Nadeshiko she had studied had never said "yeah" in her entire life; she was always polite and formal, answering in "yes" if not even more reserved. The violet hair that Rima had always envied—not that she would ever admit it—was a darker shade, and the length was shorter, a little shorter than Rima's hair, which ended by her hips. The eyes were darker as well, turning into a rich chocolate as Rima noticed that she was even taller than she was before, more than should be a normal growth from the time she had last seen her enemy.

"… Did you get a haircut?" Rima asked in a suspicious voice as the buses rolled into the school parking lot. Nadeshiko's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the smaller girl's question

"No, why? Do I look different?" Rima thought for a moment before backing down, thinking up a strategy which would allow her to find out what Nadeshiko had done without being suspicious. After all, she had been looking for blackmail information since the "perfect" girl had arrived at the school and stole Amu's friendship away.

"No, I was just wondering," the girl shook her head as she stood up, grabbing her suitcases and walking over to the buses to load her bags into the compartments. By the time Rima got there, there was already a crowd of students trying to shove their bags in the storage space, which the blonde noted was significantly higher than she was. Lifting up her chin, she steadily walked forward through the crowd to lift the bags into the compartment, refusing to feel the embarrassment of her height. Within the blink of an eye, the bag she was holding was lifted out of her hands and into the bus, a body pressed against her back as it easily reached to place them inside.

Turning around, Rima was surprised to see Nadeshiko helping other students to put their bags in. Smiling to the short girl sweetly, she closed her eyes to avoid having to look at the death glare that she knew was placed on the shorter girl's face.

"You're welcome, Rima-chan," she told the girl, treating her like a little kid as she so obviously indicated that she had expected a thank you. But Rima didn't return the gesture as she glowered angrily.

"What do you mean by that!? You stole my bags and you expect me to be grateful?" The girl spat out the last word as she continued to glare at the pretty girl, only making her angrier when her outwardly calm and gentle appearance didn't change a bit. Finally, the blonde spun on her heel as Nadeshiko smiled at her once again, continuing to help other people load their bags until it was almost time to leave.

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Rima ducked down near the back of the bus as she tried to keep herself from being seen by Nadeshiko, but it seemed futile as the girl soon found her, smiling politely and sitting next to the small girl as the bus revved up and started to life.

"If I didn't know any better, I would've thought that you were avoiding me, Rima-chan," the violet haired girl noted as she looked over to her partner, whose arms were currently crossed angrily, her smooth legs crossed over as well as she leant back into her seat.

"That's because I was, you purple-headed idiot," she pouted, surprising Nadeshiko, as the girl had normally said witty comebacks and double-meanings, never insulting her straight out. Nevertheless, she took the insult calmly and acted as if it had never happened, taking out a book to read.

"I see…" she said, glancing at the honey-eyed girl, wanting desperately to get to know her, yet not wanting to be hated even more than it seemed she already was.

A silence ensued for a while as Nadeshiko read her book and Rima looked out the window, her signature look of the chin in the palm of her hand in use.

"Hey, Rima-chan," Rima glanced over at the girl; poorly concealed annoyance was distinct throughout the blonde's features.

"What," she asked, the words barely a question as her voice was monotone.

"Let's play 20 questions!" The blonde just yawned openly before turning back to looking out the window, the buildings of the city now turning into trees of a small town.

"Why?" It took Nadeshiko a few moments to come up with an answer. Why did she want to play?

"Well… because I'm bored! Look, everyone else is talking except for us!" Rima didn't bother to look up as she kept her eyes focused on the window, once again noticing how out-of-character Nadeshiko was being today. The girl she had known to hate was polite and never complained about anything, yet this one…

"Fine. But just until I get bored," Nadeshiko figured it was the best she was going to get from the emotionless girl as she smiled in satisfaction, glad that Rima had given in to her wishes.

"Okay, I'll go first!" Nadeshiko said, already knowing that Rima wouldn't give any objections. "Hmmm… what's your favorite color?"

"Orange," Rima replied almost immediately, no emotions hidden away in her voice. A few seconds later, her voice was heard again. "I'm bored again, let's play something else," the girl sitting next to her sweatdropped as she gave a small smile at the girl, not that Rima would have noticed anyway, she had refused to look at Nadeshiko since she had sat down. She thought for a second before giving out a smirk unbefitting of the formal girl and took a glance Rima's backpack, which was sitting right by her feet.

"Hey, Rima-chan," the purple-haired girl sang in a sing-song voice, giving an all-too-sweet smile. The girl narrowed her honey eyes and glared at her.

"What." She spat out, upset that she had been interrupted from her thoughts, and by her enemy as well. Nadeshiko gave a small pout, internally grinning as she used her acting skills to make her look disappointed.

"Aren't you going to be nice to me?" She asked, looking at the blonde next to her.

"Why would I do that, purple-head?" Rima asked, her irritation seeping out of her skin and enveloping the bus, making it obvious to even the most oblivious child that she was NOT in a good mood. Nadeshiko only shook her head knowingly, internally grinning. She would have fun.

"No reason, Rima-chan, no reason at all," Nadeshiko got a suspicious glare in return for the statement as Rima turned her head back to the window, only to find that they were only minutes away from the campground.

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I always thought Rima would look good in blue… Anyway, see what my master plan is so far? Of course you don't!

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Review? They make my day and I don't mind criticism

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Okay, it was pretty bad but I'll try to make it better and less choppy! I winced reading it, ick!