Chapter 4
Yeah! I've reach here! Thank you panmotto for reviewing my story, for you are the first.
As I said before, I do not own YuGiOh so sue.
Question 2:
You lived in an Anime world, Which Anime world would you live in?
Yu Yu Hakusho
Sailor moon, or
Dragon Ball Gt, Z or whatever
I took a break off this afternoon. Mr. Kaiba was having a meeting far off Japan and Mokuba decided to stay with his friends. I decided to spend the afternoon with my friendly animals in the zoo.
I was feeding my animals. But throughout the time I was thinking about the event that happened to me last night. He defended me, and called me lovely. Then Yumi came in.
"Hey bride to be," she called. I completely ignored her. "Bree, that's you."
I looked at her. "Are you sure it's me? I didn't hear my name."
"How was yesterday with Mr. Kaiba?"
I bit my lip. "Must you know?"
"Oh, I see. That 'none of my business' thing. Why are you so hooked up?"
"Sorry. I'm just not in the mood."
"Oh, I see."
I stared at the floor. It was noticeable that I wasn't in the mood. Yumi decided to cheer me up.
"You want some ice cream?"
Yumi and I went to the shop for some ice cream. As we were enjoying the sweet taste of vanilla, a hand rested on my shoulder. It was Joey.
"Hey Breeana," he greeted. "What's cooking?"
Was that meant to be a joke?
"Hello Joey," I greeted. I couldn't help it but he was staring at me too much and
grinning.
"Hi Breeana," Duke called. "You look pretty today."
"Thank you," I said, although I was looking exhausted.
"Hello Breeana," Tea greeted. "I never knew that you were into dancing."
I looked back. "Are you?"
"Yes. One day we will have a competition. Let's see who'll win."
I shrugged. "Whatever. I don't really care."
"Great! Can we have it next week?"
"Cool with me."
Wait a minute. I can't compete with her. I heard rumors about her. She's a great dancer. I feel that my life is going on a downfall.
After dinner, Mr. Kaiba called me.
"Breeana, I want you to escorted me to a get together."
I was shocked. "Me?"
"Yes you. I need someone to follow me there. So are you coming or not."
I looked at Mokuba. He had the puppy dog face so I couldn't refuse.
"O.k.," I stuttered.
