If you all haven't caught on, I'm updating maybe every weekend. Might not. It might be a bit pressuring, you know... I could be dying in an alleyway and my last thoughts are: "Must...Update"
Oh well :)
I'm really happy. I have a new fanfiction buddy ^_^ She's one of my idols. Did you read "She's Not Supposed To Be Here"?! You should! I only knew you for eight hours (?) but I love you Goose-chickee ^-~
I disclaim all copyrighted material in this chapter. I own Bree. She is my PandaSmex ;D
"Mom, I'm home."
"Good. Go make some tea for Na-chi"
Oh dear…
"Where exactly is 'Na-chii?'"
"Lying down in the guest bed moaning like a male prostitute after a super model's visited him. Except that the super model probably killed him afterwards…"
I threw my backpack against the door of my room and ran to 'Na-chii'. His room was down the hallway, so I guess I didn't really run. I could actually hear him groaning from where I'm standing right now. IT'S VERY DISTURBING, AND IT MAKES ME FEEL VERY GUILTY, SO YOU CAN VERY MUCH GET OVER IT. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Ugh.
I turned the doorknob quickly and breathed in.
Ugh.
"Drama king."
"I'm not the one who said we go KABOOM!" He went back to skulking. "If anyone heard you say that, they were probably thinking 'We go BANG BANG BANG'"
"Only some sexy Mexican teenager from North Carolina named Bree would think that." I said while sitting on the floor next to him. I have a feeling Bree wouldn't like me too much. I mean… I think every girl wouldn't like me that much. I have such a wonderful boy caring for me and…
…
I messed up. I really messed up.
Apologize now, Mashiro!
"I bet Bree would love me better than you ever will."
Well, Bree, prepare to become unsexy. I will mess you up. As soon as the author turns around. She's, like, fetishing for her or something. (How would she know…?)
Wait!
Did he semi confess to me again?
"I shouldn't have said that."
"No, go on." I urged.
He looked around the room as if there was something very amusing going on the walls of the room.
"OH MY GOD RIMA WATCH OUT A DINOSAUR IS DOING THE BALA BALANCE BEHIND YOU!!!!"
WHAAAATT?!
I turned around with a fiery flame in my eyes, ready to burn the disgrace behind me.
"You sir…YOU--," I paused, for there was no one behind me.
And then I turned around yet again with a fiery flame in my eyes (again), ready to burn the disgrace behind me (again).
"You sir, YOU--," I paused, for there was no one behind me (again).
NAGI YOU ARE SOO SCREWED!!!!
After running around my house stupidly for many hours, I threw myself on the couch, all sweaty and icky.
I am never going to chase that boy again. He's too fast, it's almost like he teleports.
"Miss me?" said a voice beside me.
"No, Na-chii, I don't." I threw a pillow at him. "I'm tired as hell. My life has so many things to deal with right now. Prom campaign, my family, school, growing up, you…" I mumbled at the end there.
"Me?" He asked.
"Yeah, you." I confirmed with a snappy voice. "You're a big something to worry about."
"I'm not being a burden am I? I mean, I cook food for you two, I do laundry, I sweep, I mop, I tutor you, and I go grocery shopping… Is there anything else I could do to ease the pain I'm causing?"
Guilty.
Me. I'm guilty.
He thinks he's bugging me because he's staying at my house, but really it's 'cause I can't stop thinking about him. It's because of my disea—OKAY, NO MORE EXCUSES MASHIRO YOU CAN THINK THIS. JUST THINK IT—because of my, sheez, my crush on him.
XP
You can forget I ever thought that.
"No, don't do anymore chores than you want to, just forget it."
I turned my face away from him. But even though I can't see it, I know he's making sad, guilty faces behind me. The silence that I always hate came back to visit us, and I have a feeling it won't leave anytime soon.
I'm wrong.
"I can help you campaign…"
And I can't help but to take him up on that offer.
"Deal."
Five minutes later, we were at a nearby park discussing campaign on the swings. The atmosphere had more of a date feeling around it, not a business one. I guess it was because sunsets are so romantic and here we are, on the swings in front of one. I feel like I'm in some shojo.
But I like it.
"So tomorrow you know what's going to happen, right?" Nagi brought up.
"Yeah." I said barely above a whisper. "We're gonna see the results of who made Round 2?"
"Right."
And so this is where you insert a montage of us discussing strategy, opponents, looks, speech, and all of that. It felt more like I was campaigning for the Student Council than Prom Queen.
"Just smile when you give your honor's speech when you pass to the next stage."
"How does smiling help?"
"Have you seen yourself smile? You are resplendent! Dazzling!" After two seconds, I have been counting, he suddenly facepalmed himself. Which is good, I guess. If his hands are covering his eyes, he can't see me blush… "If you can't smile, just don't worry about it..."
"Alright, I'll smile. What should I say, actually?"
"Just say thanks and be modest towards your other two opponents."
"But I'm not."
"Do you wanna win or not?"
Sheez, harsh much?
"I wanna win."
"Then listen to me." I am listening… "All the boys will vote for you, of course. But you need votes from the female population as well. You need to be nice. You need to look fresh." I couldn't help but noticing how he stressed at the mention of my annoying fanboys. Bleh.
"I can do that."
"But there's more." GIMME A BREAK XO "Quiynh is dangerous. She really works hard for what she wants. But you know that girl who was in there who looked like Saaya?" How could I forget? She was the only one in there who didn't look like a pickle. "Trust her. She's not Saaya, I know her. Just… Let her do her job."
O_O
T^T
T.T
GRRRR….
"What is this girl to you?"
"She's--,"
"I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!"
Today the cafeteria is crowded with anxiety and excitement. There was a lot of muttering going on, if you can call it muttering. I call it unnessecary gossip.
"I'll bet you 500 yen Rima-domo makes the next round."
"I'll bet you 5000 yen she DOESN'T make the next round!"
I'll give you a knuckle sandwich because I KNOW I'm making the round.
When I gave my attention back to the table I was sitting at to continue my lunch, I quickly regretted it. Yaya shoved a handful of candy in my mouth. Hard candy, too. So you can imagine me expecting to be biting down on chocolate or something, but instead I break my teeth on Lemonheads.
"OM NOM NOM RIMA! YOU MUST BE ENERGETIC IN YOUR SPEECH."
"I'm going to bitch slap you in three seconds."
And I will!
Count down with me!
3…
2…
1—
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, are you enjoying your lunch?"
WHO SAID THAT? WHO INTERRUPTED ME IN MY PWNING OF YAYA?
"We are now going to announce the three top voted nominees for Prom Queen! But before you become a Queen, you must become a Princess. So if your name is called, congratulations! You are a Princess and you are competing with your 'sisters' to become Queen. So without further ado, I will announce the Princesses."
Tsukasa, just freaking say my name already!
"This will be in order by least top voted, to top top voted "
Yeah, yeah, yeah, like I care.
"And we will continue in five minutes! A puppy has just peed on my shoe! Bad puppy, bad numschkins…"
So like earlier, I gave my attention back to finishing lunch.
And also like earlier, I was interrupted.
"Mashiro-san, come with me" said a female voice. And oh, what do you know, it's the girl who looks like Saaya!
I'm gonna hang myself later for saying this…
Up close, she's more beautiful than I thought. She doesn't look like Saaya at all! She's like a Saaya with bigger eyes and brown hair, minus the annoying attitude.
"Um, yeah, who are you?"
"My name is Tora. I know about you from Nagihiko. Come with me." She seems serious…
She dragged me into the girl's restroom. Please, don't be a lesbian raper, please don't rape me, I'm an innocent straight girl…
"Mashiro-san, close your eyes."
I'm scared to. I'm really scared to. We're alone in the bathroom...
o.e
But for some reason, I closed my eyes anyway.
And oh boy, I feel violated, alright.
I felt something wet and slimy swish across my lips. First I felt it on the bottom lip…
And then I felt it on the top lip…
And then I couldn't bear the feeling anymore.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized how horribly mislead I was.
SHE WAS PUTTING MAKEUP ON ME.
So I forgot about the yuckyness and let her continue. But of course, there are things to be discussed.
"What are you to Nagihiko?" I said bluntly.
"You really want to know?" When she says it like that, not really… But I nodded anyway. "Fujisaki and I are--," Why'd she stop? "How should I say this without offending you…?" she whispered.
HOW IS ANY OF THIS OFFENDING ME? I'M NOT OFFENDED! IT'S NOT LIKE I'M SCREAMING OR ANYTHING!
"Nagihiko hired me to enhance your complexion. I'm the president of the makeup comittee."
"Oh…well, thank you."
He thinks I'm ugly ;--; That's why he's hiring someone to fix my face up.
"He thinks you're beautiful, you know." She says, contrasting my thoughts. "When we were discussing the pay, he wouldn't shut up about how pretty he thinks you are when you smile." Idiot Nagi… "That is why I want you to smile right now."
I smiled like she told me to. Again, she glossed something at my lips.
"Now you can't stop smiling."
…
WHATT?!!?!?!
"You notice how hard it's going to be for me to talk, right?!"
"Yep. Fujisaki-san paid me 5 dollars extra for that. He says it's best if you just smile." Idiot Nagi. "It's been about five minutes. We should go."
---Cafeteria---
"SOO!!!! My shoes are all tidy widy now~ I were Heidi Hightops, if any of you are wondering. I just LOVE how they compliment my height! I think purple is really my color, I just adore the--,"
"JUST. SHUT. UP!" the whole cafeteria roared.
"Ahemzercakes." WTF? "The first candidate is Quiynh Blubbercheeks." (ROFL! This will be her last name. Do you remember her from the other chapter? The one who bruised Rima's shoulder?) I don't know if this is something to be proud of. I mean, she got the least votes of the three "Princesses". Tsukasa continued, "The second cadidate is Yua Sakurai!"
O_O
DOUBLE WTF?! She's not even in our school!
And why is Tsukasa announcing… Yaya must've been really persuasive to get this Prom thing appoved by the principal.
But then again, the principal is loopy, so nevermind.
"You two give your little speeches before I announce the top voted nominee~"
Blubbercheeks went up first. "I'm going to crush you Mashiro. I will."
The whole room went silent.
And then it exploded in laughter.
"PROM QUEEN?! OH HO HO HO HO. YOU SHOULD BE DRAMA QUEEN HO HO HO HO"
Tsukasa silenced the room by armpit farting.
"Alright. Ms. Sakurai?"
"Utau-san said I should join to get votes to out vote someone, but the person who she wants me to out vote is my friend, so don't vote me for Prom Queen! You should devote me right now so that the person who Utau-san wanted to vote out gets voted in and gets voted for Prom Queen like she should!"
The room went "WHAAAAAATTTTTTTT?"
But inside my head is this:
I am her friend. Utau doesn't like me very much. So am I this friend she was talking about?
I can't be, right? I mean, I must be top voted or something…
"Now, now kiddies… We have to announce the big successor of the afternoon! She has worked hard. She's been so nice to our students, it's like she's one herself!" Wait…I am a student… "Even though she's only been here for two weeks, let's give a round of applause to UTAU HOSHINA!!!!!!"
…
…
AWHUT?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????!!!!!!!!!
You can blame me for typos and misspelled words in this. I only skimmed through the whole thing in 30 seconds because I had to answer a PM! Me=Dog. PM=Frisbee. XD
So, what do you think ;D
I want your love and I want your revenge, you and me...
I just want to know your opinion. It's not like I DON'T want your love... I don't want your crap romance...? XD [referring to chapter 4 of Let's Let Love Down, which I should really update]
Okay, question time:
What's the average weight for a teenage girl of age 13?
Put it in a review :3
And speaking of which...
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