I am so thankful for everybody's reviews =D so thank you very much. I stayed home today and had nothing to do, so I was like "Hey!## Why not write my fanfics?" I kind of enjoy writing Picture Perfect more than the Prince and the Peasant. Only cause the Prince and the Peasant has more of a serious dramatic tone to it. BUT I will still continue to write it, so do not fear!Lol. I just like writing this one a bit more. And i'm very sorry this took so long.
_Picture Perfect, Chapter 3, Amu's POV_
I was big and plump, and a bit of a pyramid shape. I was red with tiny specs of yellow. My hair was green instead of pink. However, I was not big compared to this giant machine in front of me. It had sharp blades and was somewhat cup shaped.
"Hey strawberry," I was a strawberry.
"What Ikuto?" I said to a very blue and round blueberry with a glare.
"Are you two fighting again?" Rima said. She was a large banana.
"It's never ending with you two," Nagi, a plum.
"I know, you guys are like an old married couple!" Kukai laughed, a coconut.
We were all scooped up and poured into the cup like machine. What was going to happen? Somebody's finger was reaching for a big red button, about half the size of me.
"Hey, strawberry," Somebody was poking me.
"Strawberrrrrrrrrrry, wake uuup!" The poking was getting harder.
I jumped out of my desk and yelled, "DON'T EAT ME!"
Everybody's head turned while they stared at me, calling me a freak inside their head.
"Uhm..." Was I sleeping? I cupped my breasts and slid my hand down my stomach, I'm not a strawberry, thank god.
"Geez, Amu, was your dream that naughty?"
"NO!" I yelled
Kairi Sensei sighed, right I was in first period, "Please sit down, Hinamori."
"Sorry," I said and sat down with a bow.
I was glaring at Ikuto, he had a huge smirk on his face. He just ignored my glare, which kept pissing me off more. I'd ask for a seat change, but if I were to move I know I'd never get his picture, I still don't get why I can't...
I was interrupted by a piece of paper and a pencil being thrusted at me.
So, what was the dream about? Was it so erotic you had to cup your breasts and run your hands down your stomach? - I
No, you dip. I was a strawberry - A
Pardon me? - I
You heard me, I was a FRUIT. - A
Sorry, but Ms. Quack Quack, can you explain to me what your dream was about? - I
What are you a stupid illiterate? I said fruit! - A
No, geez. I know you said fruit, but why were you fruit and were there other fruits and why? - I
Well... We were about to turn into somebody's fruit smoothie. - A
Oh? We now? We as in, you and me and possible some others, but mostly you and me? - I
Don't get strange ideas, it's only because you're in this class with me and you were talking so you popped up in my dream. - A
Ikuto shook his head and sighed, turning away from me back to the board.What? Is he serious? He's just going to blow me off? I blew air out from my mouth in frustration. I took out my cell phone and plugged headphones into it. There were two things about me most everybody knew, I love music and photography, I'm like a maniac.
If you name a song or a band, I've probably heard of it, even if it sucks.
I searched through some of my songs until one specific song caught my eye. I smiled.
Look At Me – Sum 41 that's what my cell phone screen said. I pressed play.
"Loook at me,
who am I supposed to be?
What do I believe?
Do youuuu tell me,
since you've made up your mind, who knows what you believe?
And I just don't know, no I just don't know, who i'm supposed to be
Loook at me,
am I the image of your hopes and tragedies -"
The song hadn't finished, it hadn't got to.
"HEY!" I stood up and shouted with a glare, at who you may wonder? Oh, you guessed right. The one and only dickhead in this class room, Ikuto.
"Sensei!Senseeeiiii" He shouted
"What is it Tsukiyomi? And Hinamori, I will have no more outbursts!" Sensei scowled.
"Amu is being naughty~~~~" Ikuto said with a wink, totally giving everybody the wrong idea. He was only talking about my music.
"" said everybody in unison.
I blushed, "NOT LIKE THAT YOU IDIOTS!"
"That's it Hinamori, go to the office."
"But, I didn't do anything wrong." I argued.
"Very well then, Tsukiyomi-san, go with Amu since this is somewhat your fault."
Ikuto grinned, "Bummer," oh yeah, looked like he was real depressed over this. Screw these people.
Annoyed, I hurried out of the classroom, but then I stopped right when Ikuto was behind me, "What're you trying to do?"
"Cool your jets, girly." He placed his hand out of my shoulder.
I flicked it off and then headed opposite the principal's office.
"Hey, what're you doing?" shouted Ikuto.
"Leaving!"
"Where?" He shouted and raced up to me.
"I don't know, wherever I feel like going when I get out of this place."
"Can I come?" He asked.
I thought about this, I wanted to say no but, "Even if I say no, you're going to come aren't you?"
He smiled brightly, "That's right."
I laughed, I don't know why, but I did, "Okay, let's go then."
Shocked a little he said, "Huh? Where?"
I grabbed his hand to make him walk faster, "You'll see!"
I could see him out of the corner of my eye, he was smiling. For a second, just a second, I didn't want to beat this guy silly.
_End Of Chapter_
HOLY CRAP YOU GUYS I'M SO SORRY I HOPE YOU GUYS ACTUALLY WILL READ THE NEXT CHAPTERS, I'LL TRY HARDER TO UPDATE I WAS JUST SO BUSY D:...
Anyway. WHERE DO YOU GUYS THINK THEY WILL GO?MMHMM :).
for all the caps. XD. BYE!