*the Author's Panel has surrounded the author and are all wearing disappointed exoressions*

Author: IM SO SORRY GUYS. I wrote what was GONNA be this chapter, but then I decided I had to make some stuff happen BEFORE that, so I had to write THIS chapter, AND the one that comes next. I had to get ready for school and homework and UGH. Not to mention I was helping my friend out with depression and prevented a suicide... Feel free to throw things at meh. Summer vacations already over for me, so go ahead.

*Author gets hit with a stapler*

Author: WHAT THE HECK SEA?! Okay. I know. I deserved it.

*Author is thrown into a suspicious looking van*

Searchingformyheart: SHUT UP WITH THE LAME EXCUSES, B-TCH. *turning to the audience* We'll take care of her, guys. *gets in the van and drives off*

SandraStar66: ... And THAT right there folks, is why she has an Author's Panel. We gots tah keep her in line... *evil smirk*

killerawesome: *sweatdrops* Huh? What's this? *picks up paper from the sidewalk* WTF?! Oh. This is the next chapter?! Well, here. Read it if you want. But, I won't be surprised if you never forgive her...

So, a big moment in all of our lives is coming up. This only means one thing.

Classic sleepover. Movies, junk food, music, girl-talk, the works.

We were all at Amu's house - Rima, Yaya, and I. I know Yaya isn't that close to me, but she seems nice. Plus, she's also competing and representing the school. So, school spirit and all that jazz. Rima doesn't seem to mind she's the only one not competing. She doesn't seem to be one to do anything that requires effort if she can help it.

The movie was good. Rima had picked a comedy that had us all laughing fit to die. And also, Yaya brought M&M'S to mix in the popcorn. Needless to say, come midnight, none of us were tired.

You don't need to be a mad genius to know that hyper girls + late night = truth or dare. We all sat around in a circle on the floor and-

...wait a minute. From this angle, I can see Ikuto in the reflection of the mirror. He's standing on Amu's balcony, phone in hand. It didn't take much to know that the other guys are probably on the other end, and we're on speakerphone. Okay. So they wanna make this a game, huh? Well, I never lose.

"Amu, truth or dare?" Rima asked.

"What?! Why am I first?!"

"Because we're the guests, and you're the host. It's polite."

"Fine. Um..." She obviously was trying to decide whether or not to keep up her cool act, or go with the classic girly answer. Her tough side won. "Dare." Rima smirked, and threw a glance in Ikuto's direction. Since she was sitting right beside me, I guess she could see him too.

"Compare the pros and cons of both Tadase and Ikuto." Whoa. Well, that is to be expected from Rima. Dense, dense Amu...

I looked over at the balcony again. Ikuto's expression was priceless.

"What?! I can't-"

"You picked dare, Amu. Do it." Ooooh. Scary Rima makes an appearance.

"Uh... Well, Tadase is really hard to talk to I guess. I mean, neither of us ever knows what to say. So, I just keep glancing at him and then he glances at me, and I end up blushing and it's awkward. Ikuto... At least we never have a pause in conversation. But, he's a pervert. Tadase is polite and nice and respects me. But, I'm always worried my stupid moments will change Tadase's impression of me. Ikuto I know will just I ever let it go."

Well. That was lengthier than expected.

"Yaya, truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"Er... Okay. Who do you like?" Gosh, Amu. Really? Couldn't come up with anything else?! LAME.

"Yaya likes lots of people! Yaya likes Amu-chi and Rima-chi and Utau-chi, obviously. They're Yaya's friends. Yaya also likes Misaki-chan, Kairi-kun, Asami-chan, and lots of others. Yaya doesn't really like Saaya though. She's... Strange." That obviously wasn't what Amu meant, but Amu, being the dense brick she is, didn't think about her question. Rima face-palmed. Oh, and Yaya was right about Yamabuki. Strange.

"Yaya's turn! Rima-chi! Choose or die." She grinned.

"Truth."

"Awww! Rima-chi! You're no fun!" She pouted.

"I'm tons of fun. Just lazy."

"Fine. Hm... Let Yaya think. AH-HAH! What's up with you and Nagihiko, huh, Rima-chi?" She did a little eyebrow-dance. "You've always got this atmosphere goin' on..."

"It's not my fault if the guy oozes stupidity."

"That's not what Yaya means! Ugh. Just tell Yaya your thoughts on him."

"Ugh. Fine. Honestly, I feel bad for him."

"Why?"

"His hair."

"Yours is longer than his, though."

"I don't mean length. I mean color."

"What's wrong with purple?"

"Would you want to have to worry about hitting puberty and growing a big, bushy, purple mustache?"

We all burst out laughing. Yeah, I totally believe Rima's a comedy genius now. Where does she think of this stuff?! She just sat there being her emotionless self though. No use in laughing at your own jokes, right?

"Utau, you're the last one left."

"Er..." I glanced over at the balcony. Ikuto was still there, cell phone in hand. "Truth."

"A certain soccer-playing stalker. If you had the guts to say anything to his face, anything at all, what would it be?"

Heh. This'll be fun.

Im seriously sorry guys. I'm giving up my sleep for this chapter. So, you can tell I'm legit about this. I love my sleep.

Thank you to my wonderful Author's Panel, who have helped me more than they know... Even if they did punish me. I deserved it. And, I still deserve more, so feel free to throw stuff at me.

Also, I've been doing a lot of ranting lately. So, I want to return the favor. PM me, guys. I'll talk about anything, really. And I won't tell anyone. Just vent.

And, I'll try to answer ONE personal question about myself in every authors note from here on. But, just letting you know, I'm picking the ones I want to answer. I am NOT going to give out personal information. In fact, that's just creepy. Don't ask me for my cell phone number, address, or anything. Just, no.

Those guys mentioned in the intro are real FF users, and are awesome. Go talk to them if you got time. Again, Searchingformyheart, SandraStar66, and killerawesome.