Confessions of Rika Nonaka (Ruki Makino)

Chapter 1:
>>>>>"Shit." That is the word I think of every morning. Mainly because I know my day is going to be shitty, I wake up too late in the morning, my school is across the city, I'm always late to my first class of the day, I sometimes get lucky and at least have 5 minutes to go to my locker but no time for friends, I'm going to be bugged by a whole bunch of boys that try not to bother with (what do they want with me anyways?), I'm going to be surrounded by 2 gross sick ass lovers all over the place…Should I go on?

Well I got to school on time, thank god, but fuck, do I need to change my alarm clock. Even Henry wrote a stupid note right next to it saying "Don't forget to change your alarm, and get a good early sleep." or something like that…I don't even bother fucking use it. I forget everyday to change it. Well shit fuck my mind. Hell on with it!

I have P.E. first period, which isn't bad. I get to be late to school but don't have to check in with my teacher 15 minutes later due to dressing out and shit. Damn, I'm so glad I have it first. Second period womps. Its fucking Drama. Why did the place me in the high drama class? I don't know. I may be a daughter of a stupid model…it doesn't mean I could act. My third period class is my language class. I really don't pay attention. I wonder what we are learning in that class. I already know English and Japanese…is it Spanish? Oh well whatever my ass. I wonder why I'm passing it though

Fourth period is Lunch. Yay. I sit by the same damn people every day: Takato, Henry, Jeri, Ryo, Alice, Kenta, and Kazu. I really wonder why stupid Ryo sits with us. He is in a total different grade. Sitting with people younger than him makes him a fucking loser. I don't care. He is one anyways. He probably sits there just to slobber all over on poor Alice. I feel so sorry for her.

After lunch are English, History, Science, and then Math. I'm in the top classes, of course. And I still mysteriously get high grades. I mean, I'm in frigging chemistry and calculus with Kenta, Ryu, and Henry. I wonder how I get the third highest grade in those two classes. History is fucking easy. I already know every single damn thing (well almost every single damn thing) in that class! Easy A if you ask me. Literature…uh…I'll get back to you on that.

My schedule after school is pretty easy. Go to goggle head's bread store and do homework and after school snaking for like 2 hours there. Then hang out with all of them by the park. Babysit Ai, Mako, and Suzi with Henry and if not, then its homework, chores, hangout, or silly stupid mom business. And that's it for my everyday life.

Saturdays are weird. Takato makes us work at his stupid parent's bread store for like the whole morning and end at lunch. For one thing, at least we get paid. Then we have the rest of the day to ourselves. It really doesn't matter what we do during the rest of the day. We pretty much hangout, do homework, baby sit (Ai, Mako, and Suzy are the only ones), or just hang with our families. Nothing more…

Sunday is the day none of us get to hang out with each other (sometimes). It is the so called day of rest and gets to know thy fucking family. For my mom, that is, find a camera and smile! Well hell no biotch! Henry told me to at least give it a try…Well this is that weekend…

Mom and I went to the damn, stupid, fucking, shitty, crappy, smells like ass, studio. They gave me a dress to wear (which I yelled at Henry over then phone that he is totally going to regret), put make up on me (did I say yell? I'm sorry, scratch that, it was screaming), and push me in front of a fucking camera. They told me to smile (did I mention I was going to beat the shit out of Henry too?) and do a sexy looking pose (how the hell am I supposed to do that? I called Ryo and all he told me is show skin, some help he was).

My mother comes in with the same damn looking outfit.

"AW," said the gay looking camera man. Man I wanted to punch him the face so bad. He needs to fucking learn what the hell his freaking gender is. "A mother and daughter moment!" Gosh that does it! I restrained myself from hurting anyone. Even if I wanted to do so, so badly, I didn't. Wonder how that happened…

It was the first damn photo shoot I did not jet from. I actually fucking smiled. Ew, I feel like a slut now. When Jenrya asked me how it went as we walked through the park trying to find Takato and the others…I thought fuck that shit but

"It was fine, I guess."

"Are you sure?"

"Hai."

"Quit lying."

"Fine it was horrible and I fucking hate it to hella fucking death."

"There you go."

"Shut the…" the fuck up. I stopped. I didn't want to cuss him out.

"Thanks."

"Gomenasai."

"Nah, it's alright. I deserve it anyways." Damn you Jen.

"Iie you don't. Ne?"

"Everyone deserves it Ruki, you know as well as I do."

"Ano… I deserve more than you do. You have done nothing wrong."

"That's where you are wrong." He walked ahead of me just looking around. We never got to find Takato. Those damn ditchers.

The next day was Monday. Whoever spread the word about me being in a photo shoot and actually let it away…is going to fucking pay…with their life. MUWAHAHAHA.

No I didn't make them pay with their life. Mainly because I'm nice like that and I didn't find out who passed it on. A few weeks has gone by and fucking hell.

"RIKA! YOU ARE SO BE-YOOOO-TIFUL IN THIS PICTURE!" Jeri screamed at my face.

"What the fuck?" I stole the magazine from her. Ah shit.

"First photo shoot and you made it front cover!" exclaimed Ryo.

"See taking it on isn't that bad!" Alice just had to come in with that cheery face of hers.

"Congrats Rika!" Henry congratulated me by putting his hand on my shoulder. I stared at the magazine. The front cover portrayed the picture of my mother and me. I turned to the page where they had more pictures of me…the topic was:

IS NONAKA'S CHILD FINALLY GIVING IN?

It had every single picture I took that day. They made me wear 10 different outfits 2 pictures for each. Then mother daughter picture was separate. The magazine article was about me actually letting people put make up on my face and change into skirts and dresses and girly clothing. It said I made no fuss till I got out of the studio. The cameras outside caught me cussing and screaming on my cell phone. The fucking article depicted every single frigging word I fucking said! Why do people give a damn fuck about my fucking life!

"Hey look who was in the magazine…"

Lunch was so fucking horrible! I had to put it up with freaking people, frigging cameras, and fucking autographs!

"I can't believe a model goes to my school."

'Go fuck yourself.' I thought.

"Hey babe."

"Hell no fagtard get the fuck away from me."

"Say, can you…"

"Can you fucktards get away from me!" I screamed with all my might. I didn't care what teacher heard it, I'LL END IT!

I didn't get in trouble. : )

The gang and I were at the park. It was getting late, so we went home. Stupid Henry just had to walk me home.

"You are doing this because you want attention to be with a famous model?"

"No, it isn't right for you to be alone out here."

"Thanks but, I can take care of myself."

"Suit yourself; I just wanted to make sure you are ok."

"Uh, arigatou for caring?" I didn't know what to say.

"Heh, your welcome." The rest of the way was pretty quiet. We finally got to my house, or what Takato calls 'oh my god'. It's not that big, is it?

"I'll see you tomorrow." he opened the door for me and waved good bye and left.

"Yeah see ya!" I called out. He kept on walking and raised his right hand and put it back down. I stared at him till I couldn't see him any longer. I went inside and this time, I remembered to set my damn alarm.

I told you it's hilarious. This story has been made 2 years ago! This is a revised edition of what Kyomona has. Kyomona has about 30 fan fiction stories they want to let out of their heads. Most of them are made a long time ago and in need of revising, so if there is ever a late chapter on, it's being edited. Editing takes a long time. Sometimes, we don't even catch the mistakes we made. Anyways, be patient. If they story doesn't come soon…hey we have an excuse. We have lives too, you know. We ourselves are busy.

Kyomona