December

Davis Mansion

7:53 A.M.

I glared angrily at the pen I was writing with as it slowly died away. Frustrated, I threw it across the room, and crossed my arms.

'Well.' I thought angrily to myself as I glanced back down at my first entry. 'It WAS from Naru. At least I finished my entry before it died.'

I sighed as I looked over my journal, and re read my dream from last night. Naru told me it was better if I write down my dreams, in case if they all are somehow connected.

December, 28th

This will be my first official entry from me. It's only a few days after Christmas, but I've finally gotten to writing in this. Naru gave it to me. Isn't that unusually nice of him? Ever since he got news about Alex breaking out, he's been a lot nicer, considering all of the things I've been scolded for; like throwing snowballs at him, and sit in the cold. He called me stupid.

Anyways, I had a dream last night. It wasn't one of THOSE dreams, but a dream nonetheless. It was strange. It was about Alex and Naru, and they were fighting, using their fists, and PK and all sorts of stuff. It was like they were fighting on glass, because they kept slipping. All I remember was that it was glossy. Whatever it was, it broke, and both of them fell through. I don't know what kind of dream that was, but I hope it doesn't happen. Maybe my imagination is taking off with me.

Whatever the case may be, it doesn't ease my feelings around Madoka and Luella. Since Christmas, they've keep whispering in English and flashing me these weird looks. I've given up on trying to sort the whole thing out, truthfully. Speaking of which, they'll be calling for me shortly.'

I paused, and sighed. As if on cue, I heard my name being called from below.


Missy's Dress Shop

3:39 P.M.

"I am not going to try it on." I said crossly, and crossed my arms angrily.

I glared at the ugly green dress, and my frown grew even more. Honestly, I thought Madoka and Luella would have a better sense of fashion than that.

"But Mai," Madoka whined.

"Why would you not want to try this dress on?!" Luella cried.

I shook my head.

"It's sooo ugly! It shouldn't have even been made in the first place!" I exclaimed.

"Well," Luella said. "Then you pick out something better."

"Why? I'm not going to the ball." I huffed.

Madoka sighed, and shook her head.

"The least you can do is try one on, Mai." My frown grew even more. I'm sure it would even give Naru a run for his money. "Please?" The woman begged.

I sighed again.

"If I do, you won't pester me anymore?"

They both flashed each other a smile.

"Yep! We promise!" They announced together, and suddenly reminded me of twins.

"Fine. I'll go pick one out."

I turned away to look at the dress selection from behind. So many colors. So little time. I took a step down the isle before Madoka stopped me, pulling out a yellow dress with her. Very skanky.

"Look Mai! Here's this one!"

"It's a stripper dress Madoka. Naru would have a heart attack and die." Luella said, and poked her head over my shoulder.

I turned to her, hands on my hip. I spotted a hanger in her possession.

"And what do you have?"

She pulled out a dress with a combination of hot pink and orange. It was extremely poofy on the bottom, and revealing at the top.

"I'm not going as a fairy."

She pouted.

"Fine."

And like that, the two ladies were gone again. I resumed my dress shopping. My hand stopped on a black and white dress when Madoka and Luella appeared again. Madoka held up a brown and purple one, and I couldn't help but show a little disgust.

"It looks like…"

"Road kill." Luella finished for me.

Madoka giggled, and put it on a random hanger.

"Whaddya got Luella?" She asked.

Luella brought a white dress out. It was beautiful, and layered with laces. But I couldn't help but frown again.

"It's a wedding dress, Luella." Madoka said.

She grinned.

"I know! I thought it was beautiful."

"I'm not getting married, Luella."

She faked an exasperated sigh.

"Well, I can only hope that it was going to be my son, but he's not getting on the boat right now. Now I see, neither is Mai. A mother can only dream I guess."

And with that, she twirled away with the dress. My hand gripped on the dress I had, and I pulled it out. The dress was black and white, but mainly white. Where it folded in towards the bottom by the legs, the folds were black. Up at the top was a knot beautifully made with the two colors, and it hung on small straps.

Madoka and Luella appeared at my side again, and smiled.

"I like this one!" Madoka voiced.

"Try it on! Try it on!"

I was grabbed by my arm, and dragged towards the changing room. Luella called out to the lady in charge, and I was instantly thrown in the changing room.

"Hurry up Mai, I wanna see you in the dress!" Madoka called out.

Sighing, I did as I was told.

"Aww! You're sooo cute Mai! I must take a picture of you! Yasuhara's going to love these pics!"

Madoka flashed out the new camera she had gotten from Lin for Christmas, and started taking pictures. Luella stood off to the side, a smug look on her face. I looked in the mirrors surrounding the dressing room, and I couldn't help but smile.

They were right. I looked awesome in the dress. It swirled around my knees, and fitted me perfectly.

"Ah, too bad you're not going to wear it at the ball." Luella sighed.

I shot her a glare.

"I knew it. You dragged me here so I could get a dress to wear at the ball. You knew that once I found a dress, I'd be a little more than willing to go."

Luella giggled behind her hand.

"Yep. And even if you don't decide to go right now, we'll still take the dress."

I shook my head.

"No, you're not buying me the dress, Luella. I don't want to owe you any money. You've already been too kind to me."

She waved her hand in the air.

"Nonsense, you're the daughter I've never had. I should be the one to splurge on you. I can afford it."

I sighed, defeated. It was like arguing with Naru. You stood no chance against winning.


Davis Mansion- Kitchen

7:36 P.M.

"Okay, keep stirring it Mai and it'll be good." Madoka instructed over my shoulder as I stirred the chocolate with a big wooden spoon.

She stepped back, and went back to her own pot. Who knew that making fudge had a lot of careful steps? I sighed as I began to hear it scorch.

"Madoka! I did it again!" I cried out to her.

The woman appeared at my side again, and took my big pot off the burner. She frowned, and tried to salvage it.

"Okay, let's just put it in the pan, and call it good."

"What are you ladies making now?" Martin asked from the door way.

Luella looked up from her pot, and flashed the boys a smile.

"Fudge! And I'm winning!" She cried happily.

Naru frowned as he took in my somewhat burnt fudge.

"Winning what?"

"A bet, my dear. Who makes the best fudge? Tonight, Mai's been knocked out of competition as she scorched her second batch. Now it leaves me and Luella." Madoka chirped.

"I'm in."

Everything in kitchen grew silent, as our gazes rested on Lin. I bit my bottom lip. This was surprising. Madoka raised and eyebrow.

"Oh, can you make fudge?"

The tall Chinese man entered the kitchen, and took my stove. I stepped out of his way, and sat on the counter to watch.

He pulled out exactly everything I used again, and started up the stove. I glanced at Madoka, but she was too interested in what Lin was doing.

And within five minutes, Lin's fudge was ready. I pulled out a pan, and set it next to the stove. He nodded his head in thanks, and tipped the contents into the pan. He took his wooden spoon, and smoothed out the surface. Luella raised a hand in the air.

"I'm out."

And with that, Madoka glanced back at her fudge. It was still setting a little bit, but the top was rough, as compared to Lin's it was even and smooth. He couldn't help but smirk.

"And does looks count?"

Madoka frowned.

"No, taste does."

He shrugged.

"May the best fudge maker win."

It was minutes before the fudge set, and Naru had already found something else to do. He was gone, probably reading a book. The rest of us stuck around, waiting on the fudge to set.

When it did, Martin and I were dubbed as the judges. I took a piece of Madoka's fudge, and ate it slowly, taking in all of the tastes, debating. I went over to Lin's fudge, and took one bite, and it was decided. That was the richest piece of fudge I'd ever had. I looked over at Martin and raised an eyebrow. He nodded his head, and we made a decision.

"Lin's you're winner."

He smirked at Madoka, whose face dropped in shock.

"What the hell?"

The Chinese man smirked, cut off a piece of fudge for himself, and left with Martin, leaving us in total shock.


A/N: I don't know why, but I thought I should add in Lin making fudge. It just seemed, I don't know. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it! I don't have All Regions. It was canceled because it keeps icing/snowing. The roads are soo bad here. R&R Everyone. We are getting close to the end, unfortunately for some. We'll give it two more chapters, I do believe. And the next chapter will be the best chapter! Will Mai go to the ball after all with Naru? Or will she stay home with Naru? And, the best question of all: Will Alex make a final appearance in this last act? Who's gonna live? Who's gonna die? Who's gonna get laid? Wait, just kidding about the laid part. Lolz. Or am I? o_O You never know... You guys love me and I love you so I'll update as soon as I can! Pinky swear promise!

Love forever,

Jazzy