Amu: LOOONNNGGG TIME NO SEE!
Ami: Its been, what, 3 months?
Amu: Yeah, pretty much.
Hinamo Amu: Oh shuddup. I was busy with a lot of stuff alright?
Amu: Yeah yeah. Hinamo Amu doesn't own the Shugo Chara! manga or anime series! Characters do not belong to her unless she says so!
Amu: Enojoy~
A/N: Ahahahahahahaha I haven't gone on fanfiction in a long time. Sorry. /shoots self/ ;u; -Hinamo Amu is now a zombie- I've been busy with all the new things in my life and such~ Ahahahahaha no not really. I've been busy with school work, cub activities, friendship problems...etc. It took to me.. a week to type this up. /shoots self again/
Chapter 2
At home ~ Amu POV
I blinked my eyes a few times to clear my vision and looked around my room. Of course, Ami was still sound asleep in her bed. I felt a breath on the side of neck. I turned my head to the right and saw him.
Him as in the cute one - the hottie. Him as in the one from school. Him as in the one who smiled at me in class.
He had his chin rested on his palm and was smiling. He turned his head sightly and gave me that super model smile of his. I swear I could faint. And I'm pretty sure I did because I started rolling towards the edge of the bed randomly. I reached for his hands, but he was a second too late. He put out his hand, but before I could grab it, I fell to the ground.
I felt pain in my entire body, especially my head.
Oh.. it was just a dream. I thought. I sat up, back and head hurting because of that fall from my bed. See I roll around a lot in my sleep, and at this age I still fall off my bed sometimes. But hey, if you were dreaming about a guy (now known as 'Him') that was inches away from your face - wouldn't you fall off the bed too?
I slowly walked to Ami's bed and shook her shoulder. "Ami..," I said, "Ami wake up..we need to get ready."
She waved me off, put a pillow over her head, and curled up in her blanket.
"Come on Ami. WAKE UP!" I yelled. I took her blanket and pillows and tossed it on the ground. She was left shivering and curled up in a ball.
"Ughh.. 5 more minutes..", Ami said sleepily.
"5 more minutes could mean 5 more hours! Now get up and get ready!" I said as I started walking to the bathroom.
I took some toothpaste and put it on my toothbrush. I was halfway done brushing when Ami finally got out of bed. I guess I forgot to pick up the blanket because I heard a panicked scream and a loud thump!
"Ouch.." I heard Ami say.
"Haha! Serves you right for waking up late!" I said after spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing my mouth. As I exited the bathroom, she entered. Ami gave me a glare when she saw me smile happily.
"20 minutes 'til the bus comes girls!" I heard mom said from downstairs.
"HAAI!" Me and Ami screamed at the same time. I opened my closet and stared at it - trying to mentally pick out an outfit.
"Angel top, skirt, ripped leggings, leather boots." Ami said behind me. She walked over to her closet and put her finger on her chin - her thinking position. Of course, since she helped me with my outfit of the day, I had to help her.
"Hmm.. off the shoulder shirt, skirt, leggings, tennis shoes." I said while pointing out the objects. We hustled to get into our outfits and raced down to the kitchen where lovely bacon pancakes were waiting for us on the table.
"Wow, both of you wearing skirts? That's rare." My mom said as I stuffed pancakes down my throat.
"Yeah well," Ami started. She swallowed a mouthful of pancake and continued, "we had nothing else to wear."
I nodded in agreement as I took the glass of orange juice on my left and chugged it down. Ami did the same, except she had apple juice. I could hear the neighbor's door shutting and their kid saying, "I'm going now!".
I took a napkin and dabbed my mouth with it while standing up. Ami followed me when I went over to the living room to get my backpack. Together, we walked out while saying, 'Bye mom!' in unison.
The bus stop ~ Ami POV
It turn's out that the mysterious guy from yesterday was at our bus stop.
As we walked up to the stop sign at the corner of the street, I spotted his blue hair. My eyes lit up and my heart skipped a beat.
Oh my god, it's him.
Why didn't I see him yesterday when I was on the bus? Had I been too nervous to spot him? was the first question that came into my mind.
I stood up straight and adjusted my backpack. First impressions are always important, right? Would this even be called a first impression? I had met him yesterday... Whatever.
Next to me, I saw Amu doing the same as well. She fixed her hair, added some lip gloss, and checked in her small mirror for a few seconds. I knew it.
I had never been one for make-up and all that girly stuff like she was, but did she really have to "glam" up like that? Really.
Amu put out her hand that held the small mirror. "Want to check?" she asked. I shook my head and gave her an eyeroll. "What? I just asked."
"You know I don't like that kind of stuff." I said.
"I know I know. But I was just asking." Amu replied, putting the mirror in her sparkling backpack.
"Right. By the way, what's with your backpack? Why is it so... girlly and sparkly?" I asked. While mine was a plain gray backpack, hers was black and shiny.
"I like this backpack! It really... draws attention, y'know?" She said, patting her bag.
"It does actually.". A few other students from our junior high school waved hello to Amu and a few girls came up to her and started talking about their summer vacations. Of course. Amu always gets the attention. Always.
Feeling awkward, I stepped away from the group and started towards the blue haired guy.
Maybe I'll get to talk to him and find out what his name is.
I walked up to him with a smile, trying not to blush. Up close, he was more handsome and taller than I imagined. Those violet eyes... that shining blue hair. He had his hands in his pockets, iPod on and earbuds in. I gave him a little wave before saying, "Hi."
He looked down and gave me a smile. "Hey.", he replied.
I heard bits and pieces of the song he was listening to. Was his music really that loud that I could hear it over the other student's voices? Wait... is that...
"Gero?" I blurted out. Crap. If he knew I was a huge fan of the Nico Nico Douga, I'd be a considered a total loser.
"You know him?", he asked me.
"Of course! He's my all time favorite!", I squealed.
"No way. I never met a person who was a fan of Gero." He said, his eyes lighting up.
"Me neither."
He took out this right earbud and held it out to me. I took it from his fingers and stuck it in my ear. I was right, his volume was incredibly loud - but I kind of like it this way.
For a few minutes we just stood there, listening to Gero's voice, neither of us saying anything.
As if trying to ruin my perfect moment, the bus drove up to the stop sign and the doors opened. I took out the earbud and gave it back to him. "Thanks." I said.
"No need to thank me." He said. He smiled and waved as he went onto the bus.
I turned back to find Amu. She was still surrounded by the gossiping girls, with each of them showing her their phones that held pictures they took over summer vacation.
We made eye contact for a second, then I turned away and followed students on the bus.
I was about to sit in the empty seat, so I could save a spot for Amu, but then I thought, She has those friends of hers, maybe I could sit next to someone else for once...
Without her saying, I knew Amu would be hanging around those girls for a long time. I looked around and spotted him. He was sitting alone, looking out the window, still listening to his iPod.
"A-ano...Can I sit next to you for today?" I said quietly, looking at the floor.
"Sure.", he said. He patted the spot next to him and smiled at me. I could feel my face flush as I sat down.
A/N: You like? Oh.. you don't... I SEE HOW IT IS. I. SEE HOW IT IS. If you don't like it... drop a review saying why. I want to make this story at least... good to read. Because I don't want to torture you with this crap.
* Nico Nico Douga and Gero do not belong to me! Although I wish they did! *
Like it or not - post a review for me. I shall give you a mini unicorn if you do~~ ;3