Chapter 3

~~~~~~~~Rima's POV~~~~~~~~

I fiddled with my pencil as the teacher went on rambling about our school trip to this beach near the mountains. He showed us a slide-show that seemed to go on forever. It was the different things we can do in the place. The problem is that all the activities required energy and spunk.

I mean…

Surfing?

Hiking?

Basketball? (In the beach, nonetheless…)

How can I do all that without fainting? Why can't they add some sort of stop like a spa or something? Do they plan to torture us, girls (Although almost every girl in my class is shaking with excitement. Let's just pretend that they hate the idea like I do…okay?)

When Nikaidou faced the class, he had that casual smiley face on his face. "So, let me tell you who your dorm-mates for the trip will be!" He said. "Hanabe-san, your partner will be…blah blah blah…

I no longer intend to listen. I sighed, rested my cheek in my fist then stared blankly at the wall. A hand waving past my face brought me out of my daze, and when I looked to see whose hand it was, it was none other but that whore's…

I glazed at her with a blank expression. "Hello, Baka-san. I didn't even notice you there…" I said. She smirked. "You're the one to talk. I actually forgot that someone even sat in that chair, seeing as you're so puny"

I frowned then turned away.

"By the way…" I heard Fujisaki start. I didn't turn around, pretending that I was ignoring her. From the pause, I could already tell that she was smirking. "…I wouldn't leave my mouth hanging open like that when I'm in a daze. Any boy would find it…tempting- seeing it's someone as cute as you- then they would just have to stick their tongue in…"

I gasped then felt heat flood my face. "S-stop it!" I shrieked, but not too loud to cause everyone in class to look at me. Nadeshiko got a random notebook then (obviously pretended to) read it. "Why? Am I tainting Mashiro-san's virgin mind with dirty thoughts?" She teased as she continued flipping through the pages. I sucked in a deep breath then clenched my fists.

If only I grew by a few more feet, then maybe I could beat this freak up without getting badly bruised right after.

"Mashiro-san and Fujisaki-san!"

"Yes?" I raised my hand up. Everyone giggled. I cocked my head in confusion then the teacher cleared his throat. "Were you not listening, Mashiro-san? I called out your and Fujisaki-san's names because you're both dorm-mates" He calmly said.

"WHAT?" I exclaimed. I abruptly turned to Nadeshiko, and her expression was priceless! She paled and was dripping in cold sweat. "I-I'm rooming with someone this year…?" She stuttered. "You're not the only one unhappy about this" I hissed, yet secretly enjoying her mortified state.

But get this, it's not like I'm actually happy about having that stupid genius as my dorm-mate. I STILL HATE HER AND HER GUTS! GAH!


I held Amu's hand then pulled her to the basketball court area. If you're wondering why I pulled her out here, it's because Purple-head probably wouldn't go here. It wasn't long ago that we had played a little game of basketball during P.E. and let me tell you-she sucked.

When she shot the ball, it was always too low. She wouldn't even jump, claiming that she might break a nail! Of course, I wouldn't say that I was any good at sports either. I'm just really shocked because she's worse than me! The other day, when we had played dodge ball, she was always the target because she didn't even know how to run!

And here I thought I was not athletic…

"Why are you bringing me here, Rima?" Amu asked. I just smiled at her. "I don't really know. I guess I just miss walking around, and there being only two of us as friends"

Amu pouted for awhile then said, "…but it's also fun to be three, right!"- I froze. Amu sounded so…happy. Did she really want me and purple-head to be close? Wouldn't it be better if we were to remain enemies? I bet it would. I was about to protest but when I saw Amu, all smiling eagerly at me, I frowned. I didn't want to disappoint her. "Yes, she's okay…I guess…" I said. Amu beamed.

We sat on the grass then shared our lunches. "Where's Nadeshiko?" Amu asked me. I simply shrugged. "I don't know…"

Of course, my intention was to lose purple-head.

"You know of the school trip next week?" Amu started. I nodded then she looked away, deep in thought. "Who are you sharing dorms with?" She asked. My eyes narrowed at this question. I dropped my meal then groaned. "Nadeshiko…" was my answer. Amu smiled. "You're so lucky! I'm sharing dorms with this kid a year lower than us!" She said. My head perked up. "Y-you mean you can actually be dorm-mates with anyone from school?" I exclaimed. Amu nodded. "As long as they're the same gender as you"

I stood up. Just my luck…It was a 1% over 99% to have Nadeshiko as my dorm-mate. It was the whole, freakin' school for goodness sake! How can I end up with that arrogant and snobby woman?

Just then, the bell rang. Amu and I said our goodbyes and I headed towards the classroom. It just so happens that I bumped into Nadeshiko on my way and I staggered and fell. Purple-head didn't even bother to help me up even if it was her fault that I fell in the first place.

"Watch where you're going…" I said menacingly while I rubbed the top of my head which was covered with thick, blonde curls. All the freak did was lean in then whisper, "You hate me, and I get it. Think about Amu-chan, though. Let's try to act like friends, just for the onlookers at least…Mashiro-bozu…"

(A/N Bozu is an informal Japanese honorific meaning 'kid' and 'squirt')

All I did was glare at her. "You're a burriko. No wonder Saaya hates you" I let my voice drop. She giggled then narrowed her eyes. "Saaya-chan hates me because boys fawn over me" She grinned, but then her stare turned deadly. "…although, I wouldn't mind if I were to lose my female features…and my fan-boys"- I looked at her questioningly. "Why would you want to lose those?" I questioned. She just turned from me then walked away. I growled. "You snobbish baka!" I yelled after her. She didn't stop walking away. In between her steps, I saw her flip her hair only to look a lot more gorgeous.

What a fake…

~~~~~~~~First Person~~~~~~~~

"Sensei, when do we get to meet our dorm-mates?" One of the many students Amu's class asked the red-haired teacher. The teacher looked at the girl then said in a very business like tone, "Now. I hope you all get along with your dorm-mates. This trip will last for a week and I wouldn't want to hear any murder cases!" She announced.

"Yeah right. I don't even think I could exchange as much as two words with this person…" Amu muttered. She was seated on the window side of the room wherein the sun shone unto her, making her look as though she was always in the spotlight.

"Hinamori-san…" The red-haired teacher flared. Amu flinched at the teacher's sudden change of mood. 'Keep your cool…' She thought.

When she had gained enough composure, she narrowed her eyes at the teacher then said in a somewhat cool and icy voice, "What."

Inside, the pinkette was trembling with fear. Sanjou Yukari-sensei isn't really known for being the nicest teachers around…

The teacher, Yukari, finally let out a devastated sigh. "To be honest, I don't like you to be dorm-mates with…um…never mind…" She said as she dragged herself to the teacher's table. Amu's eyes narrowed with suspicion. Sure, Yukari Sanjou-sensei was never really known for being understanding. In fact, she scared everyone. Amu, however, couldn't help but feel suspicious.

That teacher hated it when she hung around Rima or Nadeshiko. It's as though she wants to keep them apart…

She could've sworn that she heard the teacher say, "First, Fujisaki and Mashiro now them? Why did they have to be paired up…? Director is going to kill me…."

I'm sorry for the late update. A lot of stuff's been happening, and I'm sure this is not as long. Anyway, thanks for the reviews from the previous chapters.