I'm so sorry for my idiotic habit of adding OCs! Idk why I did that it's just... ugh. Since I'm tired of adding OCs (and I know some of you are tired of it too) I've decided to change
Senna - Utau
Better? Yeah, certainly. *nods in self approval* OH YIKES. Utau's good at singing. Do you mind me turning Utau into an OOC. I take it that you don't. I hope. Well thanks for all your support anyways! Yay, whoopee. Another chapter! I'm changing this to T. I'm not going to refrain from swearing from now on. Yeah. Limited cussing promised.
Oh, plus for the new story... the one called "I'm the Badass"? I figured action was my thing and romance was totally not. I think I'm deleting the story for now, unless a big idea pops up in my head sometime. I should probably plan more next time. Sorry. But if you guys REALLY want me to continue then sure. I'll continue.
Amu's heartbeat thundered in her own ears. No. No. No. Please.
I love him was the last thing she wanted to hear from his fiancee. She lay exhausted on her bed, filled with despair and dread. Utau. She'd said her name was Utau. There was a ninety-five percent chance that Senna was going to be with Ikuto for a lifetime.
She shot up and looked at her phone. Unconsciously, she punched in a few numbers. She realized, in surprise, that it was Ikuto's number. What now. She wasn't going to call him and whine. Definitely not.
She sighed. And it was about time to go to school, too. For a student council meeting on the school festival.
"Morning, Amu." Tadase waved at her. She sighed in relief. Thank god Tadase was back to his usual self. She had no idea what she'd said wrong yesterday but she'd better avoid doing it again. After all, Tadase was always the nicest to her.
"Morning," she said cheerfully. She wasn't going to let the girl called Utau bother her. Ikuto hadn't done anything with her anyway.
Had he? She shook off the thoughts and went to work.
"Since the school festival's on Monday, we'll be working hard this weekend. Each class had already submitted their proposals and we've all looked through them. There aren't many problems, but we have to fix the places of each stall. Every class is fighting for the space beside the school gates," said Tadase, running through the papers.
"Of course, that's where most of the people go," replied Amu, shrugging. "I'd suggest we do a draw in front of the representatives of each class. They're coming tomorrow aren't they?"
Tadase nodded, and the student council members murmured in agreement.
"You're getting better and better at this, Amu," said Tadase, smiling. He gave her a comforting pat on the shoulder and continued with his tasks.
Amu grinned back and stared at the papers on her desk. Ikuto must be working hard to take over his father's company. Of course, since they were in totally different levels of status in the society, she wouldn't know anything about high class life. She sighed. Utau might be closer to Ikuto than she thought. If that was really so...
"Amu, Amu!" Tadase's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
"Uh, yes?"
"You look a little pale, do you need to take a break?" His face was filled with worry and concern.
"Oh, oh. I'm fine. Let's continue." Amu forced out a smile and went back to her papers.
Ikuto's fingers flew over the keyboard. Once he's finished typing this document, he can take a break. Then he can plan out the following days, and perhaps even find a time he could spend with Amu.
He smiled at that thought.
Breathing out a sigh as he sent out the document to the main office, he took his cup for a coffee refill. He walked over to the big window and sipped his coffee. The working days were tiring and he couldn't believe he actually missed his wrecked school life.
He flipped open his phone and frowned. Had he called Amu in the morning? No, he certainly hadn't.
He clenched his phone tightly.
Utau.