The New Girl, Izumi's POV
"How are you going to spend your holidays?" I asked my buddies, Takuya and Kouji. Kouji grunted for a respond, which I think it meant he hadn't planned yet. Takuya went on with a lot of stuff, but I'm not paying attention. The last day of school had gone, and we had three months of summer to look forward to. Suddenly, Takuya stopped talking. He had mentioned the digi-world where six of us the chosen children had met. Oh well, just three of us are present here. The youngest, Tomoki, had moved to another town; the eldest, J.P, had immigrated to Australia; Kouji's twin brother, Kouichi, went to a different school from us.
Looking at Kouji, I bet he was thinking of Kouichi. Both of them had met in the digi-world not long ago. I really miss Kouichi, Tomoki and J.P, maybe miracle will work and bring them back here, and the six of us will be re-united again.
"Well, Zoe, you've reached home" Takuya said. I've been too busy thinking that I didn't even realise that I've reached home. I waved goodbye to the boys and unlocked the front door. However, holidays started in a way which I hadn't quite expected.
"Oh, please, Christie, don't cry," came my mother's voice. Visitors already, I thought. "I'm home," I called out, but my mother was too busy trying to console her friend who was crying. My mother motioned me to go over. Uh-oh, this isn't a good sign.
"...so this daughter of Christie Carioki needs to be here," Huh? Just because divorced parents, Mrs. Carioki's daughter needed to live here with us? Oh please!! Big deal, it's not that I'm snobby and dislike company. I love company but this is too ridiculous! At last, I agreed to have this girl with the name of Bianca to stay with us. Bianca Carioki... Quite a nice name, so she can't be that hideous as I thought she might be. Anyway, Mrs. Carioki promised me that Bianca is not the type of girl who is stuck-up and stuff. Well, I was not totally convinced, but at least I make myself look as though I'd accepted Bianca.
...Bianca's a nice girl; Bianca's a great girl; Bianca's a perfect girl... How many times have Mrs. Carioki mentioned that Bianca was the Miss Perfect? I'm not being sarcastic but I think she was over-doing it a bit. It's beginning to bug me. I wish I could just kick her out the house and tell her that I'll kill her if she mentioned Bianca again. However, being polite, I just smiled and nodded my head, to make her believe that I'm eager to make friends with this new girl. Now, she's still going on and on with this 'How obedient my Bianca is' talk. I heaved a sigh. I think she might have sensed my boredom and let me off. Hooray, I cheered silently as I trudged upstairs to change.
"Izumi, Mrs. Carioki and Bianca are staying with us for the period of time. Please clear a part of your messy room and make room for Bianca." My mother's voice rang from downstairs. Oh brother! That Bianca's going to sleep in my room? No way! Well, who cares? I'm going over to Kouji's to play, so I'll tidy my room later. And hopefully, I'll forget about tidying my room and Bianca would have to sleep in the guest room. I tried to sneak out but to no avail.
"Young lady, if you want to go out to play, you had better listen to me and get that filthy room of yours cleared up!" Something in my mother's voice told me I had better obey her than to pretend I hadn't heard her. I cursed silently, as I stormed up to my room. I'm not going to be friendly to this friendly Bianca. I just couldn't be bothered.
"I'll come over later, my mother just told me to clear up my room for this girl, whose parents have just divorced," I hung up the receiver, relieved that Kouji said it was okay for delaying. Damn it! I don't even know where to start. Clothes were strewn all over the place. Books were all over my desk. Who cares? I don't even think Bianca would want to use my study table, anyway, school has ended! I don't even feel like tidying. It's so boring, and a bad start to holidays. Arg! I picked up all my clothes and stuffed them into the cupboard. I'll fold them later, I thought. I picked up all the books and stashed them in the bookshelf. Okay, the room looked better now. I straightened the crooked posters of my idols in frames and hurried out. I told my mother that I've cleared up my room and I left the house, slamming the door behind me.
Why am I always going over to Kouji's? Well, you can say that I have a 'thing' for him for ages. I'm not going to go into detail because it is so obvious. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out. I don't know when I've fallen for him. Sometimes, I wonder why I hadn't fallen for the tough-headed Takuya. Moreover, Kouji was a year under me, but Takuya was in the same class as I was. Weird, but who cares!! I brushed my thoughts aside and ran off towards Kouji's house.
AN: I sincerely apologise for this short chapter. Anyway, I think all my chapters are going to be short. Gomen nasai, hope all of you won't mind.