Hi! Okay, I've decided I'm going to make this 15 chapters at most. I will be including a play and several OCs that will first appear this chapter (but don't worry, they aren't Mary-Sues. Oh, have I had my experience with those. *makes face*).

Um…what else…thanks for all the reviews, guys (and girls—actually, how many guys even read this fanfic? Like, 3? =_=) ! I really appreciate it.

April 21st

"Rose-tan, Daisy-chi, and Lily-tan are new foreign exchange students from THE JERSEY SHORE!" Yaya squealed, motioning to three bored-looking girls standing next to her.

"Actually, we're from Seattle," the one with the bubblegum-pink hair chided.

"I hate that show—The Jersey Shore," the one with neon-blue hair piped up.

"Anyways," Yaya continued like she hadn't heard them (which, considering the fact she was pumped up on candy and couldn't concentrate on anything longer than three seconds, was possible), "Amu-chi is showing Rose-tan around the campus, Yaya will do Daisy-chi" (I stifled a snicker) "and Rima-tan can show things to Lily-tan! Yay! Duckies!"

"I don't want to show some imprudent American girl with broccoli-green hair—" I begun. Amu shot me a glare and I scowled. "Fine, I'll do it. Lily-san, follow me."

She followed me down the hall, teetering on her mile-high heels.

"This is our bathrooms," I said in a bored tone.

"Oh, okay," she giggled. "Now I know where to pee."

Obviously, she's missing a few brain cells.

"Um, yeah," I nodded. "Anyways, that classroom," I pointed at the 8th grade Moon Class classroom, "is yours."

"I get my own classroom?" she squealed.

"It's not yours," I said coldly. "It belongs to the school. And you have to share it with 30 other students and the teacher—I think it's Nagane-sensei?"

"Boo," she pouted. "Lily doesn't like sharing."

I was certain she stopped maturing at around age 5.

"Ooh! That boy's cute!" she shrieked, pointing at someone behind me. I turned around to see Tadase and…him talking.

"Yeah, Tadase-kun's…cute," I said, trying not to laugh on the last word. I would've replaced it with something more suitable like psychotic, a control freak, or totally in need of anger-management therapy.

"Ew! Not the girly-blondie! I mean the guy next to him, the one with the epic dark blue hair!"

Nagihiko? "His hair's not blue; it's purple," I said crossly.

"No way! It's totes blue!"

Totes blue? Does she mean totally blue? What's wrong with this girl?

"Come on, I have to talk to that hottie!" She ran over to them. I watched angrily as she giggled and flipped her hair, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Rima, I finished showing Rose around. What's up?" Amu walked up to me. Seeing the expression on my face, she gulped. "Uh, what are you doing?"

"Planning that witch's funeral," I said coldly.

Why do I hate her so much? It's not like Nagihiko and I were dating or anything. I mean, heck, I don't even like him that way! Right…?

WAIT, HOW CAN I EVEN HAVE ANY DOUBTS ABOUT MY HATRED FOR NAGIHIKO FUJISAKI? OF COURSE I HATE HIM, IT'S LIKE NEWTON'S 4TH LAW AFTER THAT ONE THAT SAYS IF I PUNCH LILY IN THE FACE, HER NOSE WILL BREAK AND BLOOD WILL LEAK OUT OF IT!

Only her blood is probably rainbow and glittery.

Oh, I am going to MURDER that witch!

April 22nd

"Rima, I need to talk to you," Amu said to me the next morning in a hushed whisper.

"What?" I asked her, irritated. I was still annoyed from yesterday's incident.

"You know Rose?"

"Of course I know her, I just met her yesterday," I scoffed. "What, do you think I have the short-term memory span of a goldfish?"

"Um, goldfish? Aren't their memory spans like, 10 seconds?"

"That's my POINT!" I yelled, exasperated. Several classmates turned around to look at me (well, 14 fanboys were already staring at me, but like, these were FEMALE classmates).

"Anyways, Rose and I were walking home from school yesterday because she doesn't live that far away from me, and then Ikuto came up to me to say hi."

"Uh, so?"

"She started flirting with him and at the end, they were practically making out!"

"Um, I know Ikuto and I know that he's loyal enough to not ditch you for some American foreign exchange—"

"THAT'S THE THING! It's like she has a magical power!" Amu shouted.

"Why don't you slap her?" I suggested.

"I can't do that! The school paparazzi would totally destroy my reputation!"

"Your current reputation isn't much better," I sneered.

Whiny chick.

"YAYA SAYS WE MUST AUDITION FOR THE CINDERELLA PLAY!" Yaya shrieked, flailing her fists around like a wind-up doll on to much caffeine.

"Rima says we must not audition!" I imitated her mockingly.

"YESYESYESYES!"

"Nononono!"

"Whatever, let's just go," Nagihiko said. "It'll be fun."

I glared at him. He grinned sadistically back at me.

When we got to the audition, Rose and Lily were already there. "Daisy didn't want to come," Lily explained.

"Yeah, she got distracted by the school's soccer captain," Rose smiled.

School's soccer captain…? That's Kukai! But…

OH MY GOD. UTAU IS GOING TO MURDER THAT DAISY GIRL.

"Let's audition," Nikaidou-sensei appeared out of nowhere, clapping his hands together.

"YAYA GO FIRST!" Yaya yelled. She grabbed the script out of Nikaidou-sensei's hands and began reciting the lines. "HITHISISCINDERELLAANDI'MASERVANTTOMYSTEP-FAMILY!"

"NEXT!"