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Chapter 3: And so God made woman…

N's POV (Tuesday)

I was lying under my cherry tree/nap spot when Koko strolled up to me and sat down. "The new chick sure is hot eh, Natsume?" I just grunted my mind remembering her eyes when they met mine, how she sounded singing… I grunted out, "She's okay." There was a silence. Then Koko spazzed out, "WHAT?! JUST OKAY? SHE'S … she's jaw droppingly hot." He took a deep breath and said "I think, she's way better looking than Luna." I stayed silent. The school uniform didn't look half bad on her I guess. Actually, it looked good on her. Very good. I shrugged and sighed, "Maybe. I don't know Koko. Get out of my face. I'm tired." And I fell asleep through the afternoon. Oh well.

M's POV (the next day – Wednesday)

I woke up with a jolt. I rolled out of bed from my after-school nap and dragged my self to the bathroom. It was Wednesday still… I dressed out of my uniform into a hot pink miniskirt with a white tank top as it was really hot and sunny. No one likes to lack vitamin D! I needed to practice a few songs so I grabbed my large Prada bag and sauntered off to the dance/music block in my gladiator sandals. I also texted my friends to tell to them where to find me, but I think they're doing homework at Anna's...

I hadn't booked so I grabbed the best room I could. I opened the door, opened the window and put my bag down. Not on the floor silly! On the piano stool, as that guy in White Chicks says, "It's not just a handbag, it's Prada." I took my iPod from my bag and warmed up my voice to a few songs. Then I really started singing.

Later when I closed the window I sighed. It was pouring it down. Shiz. I was gonna have to stay in here until it passed.

Natsume's POV

As I strolled down the music/dance block corridor I moved my head to the beat of the music I was listening to, Fort Minor Remember the name. My black hood was pulled on my head as it was raining outside, damn, my hair was soaked. I pulled at it lazily as if I wasn't sure what to do with it. I heard a few girls squealing, even though the rooms are supposed to be sound proof. I could hear Kokoro's laughing a few corridors away. God, he's so loud.

I walked past new girl's room who was sitting cross- legged on the floor scrolling through the albums on her iPod touch. Her back leant against the door. The window was shut and rain was pounding on it, she reached for her bottle of water out of her bag and I opened the door knowing it would hit her back hard.

She yelped and flew to the other side of the room her pink skirt not doing her any favours.

Polka panties idiot.

She rubbed her back as she stood up and yelled, "What the HELL was that for? I wasn't even singing! I was quietly minding my own-" Yadda yadda yadda. I yawned.

Boooooorring.

She folded her skinny arms and her bangles jingled. She dresses nicely. Better than Luna in fact.

Hn.

I drew nearer to her and heard her breath suck in. I was looking down at her small 5"4 frame and drawled, "You are the worst singer I have ever heard. Go get lessons."

I didn't mean it, I just wanted to see her angry reaction. And boy did I get one.

She pushed me away her face flushing slightly. "okay I have heard enough." Her skinny arms were shaking in anger as she tried to keep her cool, it looked very amusing. "First," she held up a slender index finger, "You have only heard me sing once. Second. You are an annoying, pesky, WET LITTLE FLY. Third. Get. OUT!"

I strolled leisurely to the door to irritate her more, she was furious. I smirked and that earned me a water bottle thrown at my head.

I quickly walked out smirking some more dodging the bottle of course.

Mikan Sakura, aren't you interesting.

Later that day (at night time 10:00 PM) (still Natsume =.=)

I sat on my bed watching the parody of TiC ToK and was smirking at the hilarity of it all. I closed he lid to my Apple Mac and laid my head down while listening to Mr Brightside. The song made me think of Polka dots. I remembered her angry face, and it made me smirk, I don't smile. I

remembered her soft hair; the way how small she is yet she got as angry as a thug. The way her bright aura contrasted against the rain and her eyes which looked like melted chocolate...Wait, no... because it looked like hazelnuts…

"PSSST! Natsume!" A small voice whispered from outside my door. I had a good idea who it was. I slipped my earphones out of ears and slid of my bed still fully dressed. I opened my door to see my little thirteen year old sis Aoi at my door clutching a plastic central town bag. I let her in, "What is it? Is someone bullying you? Pulled a prank?" She shook her head and sat on my bed meekly.

Her dark raven hair hid her face, I sighed and I sat on the bed making it groan. "What's up then?" She dropped the bag and began to cry, she lifted her face with crystal tears streaming down her face.

I took her by the shoulders and repeated, "What's up?" She took a breath and hiccupped, "I-I-I w… wet the b-bed!" Her lipped wobbled and she began to cry again. I mentally slapped myself. Of course. The bag, tears and weird behaviour. I sighed and pulled her into a hug. She missed mom and dad and was having trouble with maths. On top of that we hardly saw each other. Stupid me.

I said to her, "Sleep with me tonight and I'll get someone to sort out your bed for you. So stop crying, I can't stand tears. You need to remember to go to the toilet before you fall asleep so this won't happen okay?"

She nodded and I rubbed her back while saying, "You have to remember, it's NOT your fault. Okay? Now wear some of my PJ's and go to sleep." She nodded and went to my draws and pulled out an old pair of shorts and a massive basket ball top and tupped off to go get changed. I took the bag and went down to the laundrettes in my trainers. Poor Aoi, she's so upset all the time.

Mikan's POV

I woke up with a twitch. My "hot" now turned cold chocolate spilt all over my pyjamas. Darn addictive TV! I fell asleep while watching Gossip Girl. My new PJ's were RUINED! I groaned as I had no choice but to get them washed now.

I changed into a Lacoste tennis skirt (with shorts) and a purple GAP vest top, I slipped on my low top converse and a sleeveless white hoody and stuffed my washing in a bag with my key card and prayed the launderettes was still open as I ran outside. I shivered with cold as a breeze went through my skirt.

My hands flew to the hem immediately in case break dancer was here. I waited after whipping my head around to look for him, I carried on running, faster.

As I ran to the launderettes I crashed into a very solid feeling person. We were both knocked backwards and the streetlamps illuminate his beautiful face. His eyes smouldered dangerously as I gulped. Oh no….. SHOOT! "Natsume!" I yelled pointing at him. He rubbed the back of his head and stood up as I sat there gaping up at him.

His body blocked out the streetlamp's bright light as I brought myself up off the ground. "Why are you here?" I asked still panting slightly. He glared down at me. "No reason." I tutted but unfortunately for him his bag had split so a pair of pyjama's sprawling everywhere.

I went to pick them up and noticed that they were wet. Natsume saw what I was doing and he grabbed them off me a stuffed them into my bag.

They were wet…and warm. I shuddered. Gross.

"What are you doing with a pair of PJ's huh?" He made no answer but walked furiously to the launderette's door. He dumped it all in a washing machine and swiped his key card in a slot with a gold star above it with "Principle" on the star.

I sat on a seat as he threw my key card to me, out of the bag. He said nonchalantly while he raised an eyebrow, "I noticed your clothes had brown stains on them. Care to explain?" I sighed and explained, "It was my hot chocolate. I was watching TV when I fell-"

"Alright. Jeez, I don't want to know your life story." He said irritated. Oh, so he thinks that he's the only one to have mood swings more frequent than a pregnant lady?

I sighed and we sat in a stony silence.

His pale face was glowing but he looked…tired, worn out. I hadn't noticed it but shadows lined his eyes and they were some what softer in the low night lights of the laundrette's.

He looked older and I pulled a worried face while once again I openly stared at him. He turned to look at me. "What is Polka?" he asked in a stone cold voice. I asked, out of genuine concern, "Are you okay?" It did not go down well, I made it sound like he were flipping out. Cue, "Shut your face Polka dots."

I immediately hushed shooting him a dark look. I took the washing from the machine and grabbed my PJ's newly washed and dried and fragrant fresh, and dumped the rest on Natsume's lap not caring to look at them.

As I turned to the walk out he said, "Wait. Polka say thank you." I spun around my heart thumping. "What for?" I sounded breathless.

He got near to my face a steady smirk growing on his. "I paid to wash, dry clean and iron your pyjama's. Say thanks nicely or I will send the 100,000 rabbit bill to YOU." His minty breath swirled in my face; I gritted my teeth and said, "Thank. You." He leaned in and whispered, "Not loud enough." His hair was tickling my face as he leaned lower.

I took a deep and yelled in his face, "THANK YOU NATSUME!" He jumped back and scowled, I grinned as I ran out and back to the dorms my hair swinging behind me.

The next day

Hotaru was waxing my eyebrows for me and Nonoko put on the Killer's Sweet Talk on the iPod speakers as we lazed around at 7:00AM waiting until lessons started. Anna was painting her nails in one of the new pink O.P.I nail vanishes and jumped when he phone went off. It was weird smiley boy named Koko who sent the message,

Chucky666: big news release in class today - new project unveiled - TOP SECERET! ******pass it on******

Anna sighed while Nonoko groaned, "Not a new project…" My ears perked up. "What are you talking about?" Nono explained, "Every year your partner and you take part in a project. Last year it was to do a duet with both talents but they had to be different combos e.g. ballet and singing. It was way weird."

She shuddered as she added, "Ballet was hard back then…"

"So basically it works on how versatile your talents are." Hotaru concluded.

"oh." I said.

Hmmmmmm… this project sounds hard work. I applied my new benefit lip-gloss (life on the A-list), added a dash of bronzer, picked up my bag and we all left for lessons.

I was wearing my new Lacoste shoes with the school skirt and a custom made blazer, like the one Bair had in Gossip Girl. My shirt was a Ted Baker white blouse and I had red rose studs in my ears. I walked into class and was surprised to see Natsume there. I raised my eyebrows to my girlfriends and Nonoko and Anna giggled.

Narumi waltzed in late as usual and sang, "This year's project is," He drew in breath attempting to build tension and flung out a banner while saying, "TEACH-A-TALENT!" A small boy with glasses was handing out leaflets that read, "Ever wanted your partner's talent? Well now you can! By then end of two months you will have mastered a song, play, or dance courtesy of your partner!" I put up my hand. "Yes?" "Sir, I don't have a partner." I drawled. "That's right! Hmmmmmm… let's see…" his eyes scanned the classroom and he announced, "Your partner is Natsume!" I stood up. "EXCUUUUUUSE ME?!"