Me: UPDATE! :D

Kaoru: *rolls eyes*

Me: Anyways we have a special guest appearing today!

Momoko: Ooh! Who? Who?

Me: Carly-chan! A.k.a. Cakedecorator

Carly: Thanks for inviting me!

Me: You're welcome! Can you read the disclaimer for me? (Seeing as I forgot to last time.)

Carly: Sure thing!

DISCLAIMER: GIGI10SAMBA DOES NOT OWN DEMASHITAA! POWERPUFF GIRLS Z!

Me: Thank you!

Miyako: Is that really necessary? I mean, it's kinda obvious you don't own us…

Me: *shrug* I dunno. R&R and…

Carly: Enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Just Another Day

1 month later…

(Kaoru's P.O.V.)

'Shit. Shit! SHIT! SHIT! I'm late again!'

It was 9:00. I was 15 minutes late and so, I ran as fast as I could to the front gate of school.

'Why did Shou have to go and break my skateboard?'

As I sped up, I noticed a certain red-headed friend of mine running up to the gates from another direction.

"Momoko!"

"Ahh!" She screamed and fell to the floor. She must have been really focussed on something; she didn't see me at all. I chuckled and ran over to give her a hand.

"Kaoru-chan! Don't scare me like that!" I grinned mischievously.

"Gomen." She sighed and ran inside, after grabbing my hand.

"Come on! We're gonna be late!" she yelled.

Before I could even give a 'hai' as a response, an all too familiar DRRRRIIIIIIING echoed throughout the halls.

"Ahh! The late bell!"

"Shit! Come on, Momoko. Let's go!" I grabbed her hand and practically dragged her into the classroom.

I burst through the doors with Momoko to find Ms Keane giving me a small scowl.

"Late again, Matsubara-san?" Here, she folded her arms and frowned. I rushed to my seat and sat down hastily, as did Momoko.

"Gomenasai, Keane-sensei. It won't happen again!" She just sighed and rolled her eyes.

"And how many times have I heard that one, now, hmm?"

I chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of my head. "Uhhh…"

"Too many. Detention after school."

"NANI? But sensei, the soccer try-outs are today!"

"Very well, you can have detention tomorrow, instead."

"But, tomorrow's Friday," I protested.

"After school detention, tomorrow, Ms Matsubara."

'Great. After school detention… and on a weekend!'

I sighed and slouched in my chair, giving up. However, there was no way I was getting pulled into detention by myself.

"What about Akutsutsumi-san?" I asked, innocently. I could practically feel lasers being shot into the back of my head; Momoko sits on the desk behind and to the right of me. Seriously, if that girl could stare daggers literally, many of us would be dead.

Ms Keane turned to her.

"Don't let this happen again Akatsutsumi-san. Understand?"

"Hai, Keane-sensei."

'This is SO not fair. I get detention and all she gets it a warning? Not fair.'

I slouched even more, and then groaned.

"Kaoru-chan, if you keep slouching like that you'll damage your spine, desu."

I sat up to turn around and face Miyako, the one who had spoken. Even though she is one of the most girly people I know (if not, the girliest), she's one of my best friends… is girliest even a word?

Irrelevant.

Miyako and Momoko are my best friends, Lord knows why. Momoko is a boy crazy, candy lover whilst Miyako is a girly girl who loves anything with fur. I'm not even sure why these two are my friends; I couldn't be more different to them. I'm a tomboy. I'm the toughest, sportiest girl in school. Unfortunately, as a result of my tomboyish attitude, I often get mistaken for being a boy… Yeah, you read right, a boy. I guess hating skirts and dresses and everything girly with a passion doesn't help. Anyway, I'm getting off topic.

I sighed, turned back round, then slouched again.

"Are you okay, Kaoru-chan?"

"I'm fine, Miyako," I replied whilst staring out the window.

"Oh, don't worry about her, Miyako-chan. She's just in a bad mood because she got detention again," stated Momoko matter-of-factly.

"Oh…" I could tell she was still a little bit worried about me; after all, Miyako is the most innocent, kind-hearted girl I've ever met. I really don't like seeing her upset or worried, she doesn't deserve it. But, don't you dare tell anyone I have a soft side or I will murder you personally.

I twisted around again and gave her the best fake smile I could muster.

"Don't worry about me, Miyako, Momoko's right." She suddenly perked up and beamed out her famous smile.

"Okay!" she grinned. I turned around, still smiling to myself; Miyako's smile can put a grin on anyone's face.

It was then that the bell rang for first period and everyone tried to dash off. Key word: Tried.

Keane-sensei got up and stood in front of the door.

"Wait a minute class, I have an announcement!" We all sat back down in our seats, fidgeting, eager to escape registration and start the school day.

"In January, we're all going on a camping trip!" The whole class cheered and whooped, including me.

"Please take a permission slip as you leave the classroom."

There was soon a lot of pushing and shoving to get to the front. I joined in and, naturally, got to the front. Keane-sensei was getting a bit flustered from all the pushing and shoving.

"One at a time, kudasai!" Everyone immediately stopped shoving. Keane-sensei chuckled slightly when she saw me at the front of the line. "Matsubara-san, why am I not surprised you managed to get to the front?" she asked, in between small giggles.

I grinned mischievously and replied, "I can assure you, Keane-sensei, I have no idea whatsoever as to what you are talking about."

She grinned and rolled her eyes. She offered the slip she was holding in her left hand and so, I took it. I thanked her then waited outside the door for my friends.

Momoko was the first of my two friends to appear from the doorway, she was somewhere in the middle of the queue. We had to wait longer for Miyako though. She was second to last in the queue, well away from the pushing and shoving.

"Arrigato, Keane-sensei," she said, flashing that famous smile again. Our teacher smiled in return, and then handed the final slip to the final person in the queue, a boy with scruffy brown hair.

We both smiled at her as she finally caught up to me and Momoko.

'So much for being first one out…'

"Hi, guys!"

"Konichiwa, Miyako," I greeted.

"So," Momoko beamed, "are you guys going to the camping trip?"

'She didn't waste any time.'

"I'm not so sure…"

I turned to see Miyako looking down at the floor, something she does when she's thinking.

"Huh, why not?"

"Well, it's all dirt and rolling around in the mud and survival stuff, isn't it?"

"No way! What about roasting marshmallows around a campfire? And teasing the boys in the next camp over?" I asked, shocked.

"Hai! Hai! And what about watching all the fit boys lifting stuff and showing off their muscles and – "

"MOMOKO!" Miyako and I chorused.

'She's 15 now and she still is just the same…'

"What?" she half-smiled cluelessly.

I faced palmed while Miyako sweat dropped.

"What?" she repeated, pouting.

"Never mind, the point is, are you going, Miyako?" I questioned said blonde.

"Well…" she started, face downwards again. She then lifted her head and smiled. "Okay, but only if you guys go."

"Deal," Momoko and I agreed.

"Then it looks like we're all going camping!"

"Yeah!" We all high-fived, you know, the cheesy way, like all best friends do. We then headed towards maths, chatting all the way.

When we got to the maths block, we had to split. Momoko and I are in the same class, but Miyako is AMAZING at math, so she's in set 1. Oh, me and Momoko are in set 2. Some people seem to think Miyako's really dense but that's not the case. She's actually pretty intelligent. Well, in school at least. In the big outdoors, she can sometimes forget to use that big brain of hers and she acts out of her kindness and her innocence; she can be quite gullible sometimes. Anyway, I'm getting off topic again.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I looked down to find my belt flashing and I grinned widely.

'Finally… time for some action…'

Me: Ooh! Another cliffie.

Carly: Awww.

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