Ryoki's face turned bright red. The mystery girl wasn't that bad looking either. She had an innocent face and beautiful brown eyes that felt like they could peer deep down into his soul. All the anger he felt towards the girl seemed to have fluttered away. Did this girl make him feel this way? But, he doesn't even know her.

"Not, now get off of me already. You're kind of heavy (And sweaty)."

No. Never. This girl definitely had no effect on Ryoki, right? He quickly got off of her all the anger rushing back. How could he think even for a minute that this girl was cute? No way.

Hatsumi went on her way and left the store. She took the long way back home and she saw the world in a new light. Usually, she saw everything in "game mode" with Pixels and all that jazz. But now, it was in normal human mode. She saw three-dimensional figures. "Eww. What happened?" Hatsumi groaned in disgust.

She arrived home immediately heading for her computer, but her mother shows up delaying her plan. "Hatsumi, Where's the milk?" Mrs. Narita asked her daughter confused.

'Shit...The milk'. Hatsumi had completely forgotten the milk because of that meeting with a stranger. Feeling the desperation/need for the computer becoming stronger, she made a run for the computer and locked the door behind her.

Signing on was a breeze and in a matter of seconds, there she was. Her blog. All ready to type. And type she did.

Blog Entry;; Meeting with a stranger and...New Vision!

Wtf. I think something weird is going on. And not "Wtf. Something weird is going on." in a GOOD way. Definitely not. I might as well tell you the cliff notes version from the beginning.

I went to the 7-11 to get milk but I sure didn't leave with milk. There was this boy (who was SMOKING by the way) and before I knew it there we were, bodies up against each other and all. Okay, He pushed me and I ended up against the wall, reeling him in. I told him to get off me, but I don't think I wanted him to. I told him he was sweaty, but I didn't mean it in a bad way. I told him he was cute and his face turned bright red. That's what I love the most, as most of you know; making boys blush.

Anyways, It was just a hot boy. I'm not one to overreact or jump the gun on these kinds of things. I flirt and leave. That's me. But, he was different. I kind of want to see him again. And to make matter worse, you know how I see the world in pixilated pleasure? I saw real three dimensional figur-uhh, people. I wanted to throw up but on the other hand I enjoyed it. What's wrong with me? Do I have some kind of sickness? Heal me. D":

End Entry.

"Hatsumi, come here sweetie, "cried her mother.

"Oh great, it's mom again putting on an act. Like mother like daughter I guess. Lol." (A/N;;Yes, she actually said "Lol".))

Well Hatsumi ran down the stairs trying to put on the best "good daughter" act she could manage at the moment. And then...