Chapter 3

"So do you want to watch movies and talk about boys, Jade-chan?",asks Usagi curiously as I look at her.

She seems to want to have some company with her before we go off to sleep so I nod my head. She laughs happily and then quickly covers her mouth in case might wake up her other family members.

We end up watching a really girly movie and then Usagi mostly talks about her boyfriend, Chiba-san.

"It's getting late, Usagi-chan. Don't you have school tomorrow?",I say as Usagi nods and then we both go to sleep.

The next day, I get up and change into a different pair of clothes that I have in my bag.

I decide to pick my black tank top and black baggy jeans with only my pentagram necklace on and my onyx earrings. I leave a note thanking Usagi for her kindness and then I quietly exit her family's home. I go straight to the Crowne Arcade and get myself some breakfast and a cup of coffee to go. I give the waiter the correct change and woof down my breakfast burrito.

"Yo Stone-san! We've been lookin' for you. We were sent by Naru Osaka-san to take care of some unfinished business at the Juuban school dance.",says a rather strong looking fighter with his gang of bakas. 'Figures that she'd wait to do this while I have to get to work. Annoying brat.',I say to myself as I put my coffee down on top of a mailbox to keep it from being spilled while I take care of this minor problem.

"So Osaka-san sent you to take care of me? Let's see what you got.",I say smugily as the leader charges straight at me.

I quickly kick him in the groin and then upcut him in the chin. He falls down with a thud. The others quickly gather up their fallen leader and then leave me alone. I grab my coffee and start drinking it while going to my job.

At the O*SAP Jewelry Store, I see Naru Osaka smiling happily to herself and then when she sees me walking in her expression changes quickly from pure and simple joy to pure shock and hatred. It's official she's the spawn of the devil.

"I thought that you were going to not make it, Stone-san.",says Natsumi worried as I smile at her with my brightest smile.

"Gomen naisa to worry you but my breakfast took longer then I expected to get.",I say calmly as I can see Naru fuming behind her mother.

"Well you'd better get started. This is usually the busiest time of the day.",says Natsumi as I nod and mind the cash register and the customers.

After Natsumi leaves to do the store inventory, Naru pushes me into one of the glass cases and I cut the side of my arm on the sharp glass sides. I glare at her dangerously and I'm trying my hardest not to make her head "accidently" hit the glass case. I go to their apartment and get some medicine for my cut. Then I get a paper towel and the glass cleaner to clean up the trail of blood that is starting to dry on the glass case. I clean up the blood and then throw away the dirty paper towel. I put away the glass cleaner and then go back to my post.

I notice someone strange coming into the jewerly store. She is wearing a white shirt with no writing on it or any Japanese character. Around her neck is a necklace. A black sturdy string and a small stone hanging from it by a peice of engraved metal. She looks like me except that she has nothing gothic looking about her. Her hair is a natural brown color and her eyes sparkle with pure joy. I hate people like that. They are always so cheerful until they get beat up for being so flighty.

She walks up to Naru who seems very surprised that we seem to look exactly alike but the girl just wants to look at the cheap jewelry in the glass case.

"How much is that purple one to the left, ma'm?",asks the girl curiously in perfect Japanese as she smiles up at Naru.

"It's 40 yen.",says Naru as the girl hands her over the correct amount and Naru gives her the new pair of amethyst earrings in one of the store's custom made paper bags.

Once the girl leaves with her bag, Naru glares at me. Here we go again. She's probably going to tell me why can't you act like that girl?

"Why can't you act like that girl, Stone-san?",asks Naru annoyedly as I roll my eyes. I hate it when I'm right. Could she be anymore predictable? Never mind, I'd probably jinx myself again. Forget that I said anything.