Today is the day of our private sessions. After preforming for the judges, we'll get our scores, say goodbye, and go into the games. I hop out of bed and look at my neck through the dresser mirror. I have an ugly burn from the shock I received last night, but nothing major, hell, it doesn't even hurt.
I open up the door to the bathroom. I view the most fabulous high-tech shower I've ever seen. They must have remodeled our bedrooms while we were asleep. I think. To let us prepare our "good looks" for these games. I roll my eyes and undress out of my camisole and shorts. I step into the shower and push a button… nothing happens. "What?" I state, confused. "Let's try this one…" I push a blue button on the side of the shower. Steam starts to come out of the showerhead, and suddenly, I am bombarded with soaps and scrubbing brushes. I'm literally being squished by these gigantic scrubbers. A Rilane Kagamine sandwich… delightful.
An electronic arm pops out from the showerhead and rubs my hair with some sweet, lilac smelling stuff. I can literally feel the grease rising off of my very oily hair.
I'm shoved out of the shower by a gust of blow-drying air. All of the water on me is blown off in an instant, and my dry hair floats around me. It's now being combed and flat-ironed and everything.
I walk out of the bathroom in a plain blue leotard. I was told by the intercom to wear it for the training session.
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I'm sitting down next to Defoko and the girl from District 11, Teto. We're waiting to be called up for our private training sessions. Teto decides to go sit next to her brother, Ted, who was taken here with her. I feel so horribly bad for her. Anyway, the boy from District 5, Piko, decides to take her place next to me.
"That was awesome, what you said last night!" He says to me. "I wouldn't have thought to say that!"
I blush. "Oh; no," I laugh, nervously, "I totally blew it." I shake my head fast. "You did a lot better."
"You know, you look kind of feminine when you blush." Piko says to me. This makes me blush harder.
"What do y—" I start. I'm interrupted by the intercom.
"Utata, Piko, District 5."
"That's my cue." He says and gets up. "Hey, maybe while we're waiting for our scores, we could grab a bite to eat. I hear the food places in this hotel are incredible." He turns and backhand waves to me. "Later, Rin."
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"Kagamine, Rilane, District 12." I hear the intercom's mechanical speech address me. I'm the only one left. I slowly stand up and walk into the gymnasium.
"Uh, um; R-Rilane Kagamine here." I say to the six judges scrutinizing gaze.
"Well isn't it Little Miss 'I Hate It Here?'" says a woman judge. She has medium-length, pink hair, and she's wearing some sort of green maid's outfit.
"Excuse me?" I ask, now facing her. "And just who do you think you are, bitch?"
I hear gasps from the five other judges, all of them are male. But the one who addressed me remains stony faced. "I am Momo, and I am the one who has your score in her hands. So go call someone else a, 'bitch.'"
I grimace and look at her. "Whatever."
"Ahem," a red-head judge says to me. "I am Akaito. Can you perform some of your skills for us?"
"Skills? What skills?" Momo shoots at Akaito. "All this pimp can do is sass off!"
"Y'know, kind of reminds me of a certain someone!" Akaito yells at Momo.
The two start yelling at each other. About five minutes in, I yell, "Hey! Can I start? Or are you two babies done fighting?"
"You are dismissed, Rilane." I hear Momo say to me.
What? I think desperately to myself. I'll get a horrible grade! I haven't even performed! "No! I refuse to leave until I have the respect I deserve."
The two stop quarrelling and turn to look at me. I start to run around the gymnasium at top speed, so fast that I'm sure I appear to be a blur. Then I stop and grab a few knives. I throw them at three dummies, all hitting them in the head. Finally, I hop around the gym on equipment, never touching the ground once.
"You are dismissed, Rilane." Akaito says.
I nod and walk out, feeling defeated.
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I'm at the café with Piko, we're drinking latte's and talking.
"So yeah, that is what happened." I finish telling my story to Piko, who was eagerly leaning on every word.
He leans back in his chair. "Wow, incredible, just incredible." He takes a sip of his latte. "Rin, I want you as an alliance more and more."
I shake my head. "If you take me as an alliance, you'll have to take Uta, too."
"Absolutely."
"Wait, are you for real?"
"Totally."
"So we're alliances, then?"
"Yes."
"Me, you, and Defoko?"
"Defoko?"
"Uta. Defoko is her nickname."
"Oh, then yes."
I sigh and lean back in my chair. "We have ten minutes until the scores are televised."
"Let's go back to our rooms." Piko advised.
"Yeah." I thank the waitress for our coffee's and trudge back to my hotel room. Defoko is already sitting on the bed, staring at the TV.
"Hey, Sweetie." I say to her and sit on the bed.
"Rinny!" she side-hugs me and starts bawling. "Rinny, I'm scared."
"Shh, it'll be alright." I say to her. I'm about to tell her that Piko is on our team, but just then the TV host starts to announce the scores.
Districts 1, 2, 3, and 4, fly by, and I'm not so impressed by their scores, except for SeeU, the girl from District 1. She gets an eleven out of twelve. I wince, how can I compete?
Soon, District 5 comes along. Miku Hatsune gets a score of eight, and then Piko's name comes up.
"Piko Utata's score is…" The announcer pauses for effect, "an incredible score of nine."
"Incredible indeed." I smirk. Soon enough, it is Defoko's and my turn.
"Uta Utatane's score is…" I can see Defoko biting her nails. "an impressive eight, for someone so small."
Defoko squealed and hugged me. "Wow, Sweetie! You got an eight!" I say, rubbing the child's cheek against mine.
"And the last score of the day belongs to Rilane Kagamine." The announcer says. I push Defoko off of me and stare at the TV intently.
"Rilane's score is…"
My stomach lurches as my score flashes up on screen.
I have a… ten.
