"MISAKKKKKKKKKKKI!" I hear a high-pitched voice squeal. I wince a bit from the volume of her voice, but quickly recover.
"Yes, Sakura?" I ask, walking out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in my mouth. It's been about a week or so and the auditions, and since then, we haven't been very busy. I've only had one photoshoot two days ago, but other than that, I had a clear schedule. Pretty rare for an actress.
"Guess what?! GUESS WHAT?!" she screams. I wince once again.
"Sakura, take it easy," I say. "What? Did I win the lottery?" I joke. She shakes her head and tosses her phone at me. I catch it instinctively.
"Not too far off, though!" she exclaims, gesturing for me to read what was on her phone. I immediately scan the screen, my eyes widening.
"I-Is this true?!" I ask in disbelief. She eagerly nods her head.
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! YOU'RE ACTUALLY GOING TO BE IN A HIRAYAMA FILM!" she cheers, throwing her arms around my neck. I just stand there, my brain not quite registering it yet.
"I... I got the part...?" I whisper, still not believing it. "And I'm going to be a lead character?!" I say, louder this time.
"Yes! You did it Misaki," she congratulates me. I grin.
"When does shooting start?" I ask. She unwraps her arms from my neck.
"Well, it's supposed to start in like 3 days- it's not going to be a shoot, but more of a get to know each other thing," she responds.
"Makes sense," I nod my head.
"Wanna go anywhere today?" she asks me. I shrug.
"If you want to," I say, not really caring if we went anywhere or not.
"Alright, the amusement park it is," she declares. "I'll invite Kuuga to come with us, as well!" I roll my eyes, though I kinda assumed she'd end up inviting him.
"I'll get ready, then," I say, forgetting momentarily that I had a toothbrush in my mouth the entire time from all the excitement. I walked over to the bathroom sink and rinsed my mouth out. I sigh. Knowing Sakura and Kuuga, I'd probably just be tagging along, and they'd treat it like a date.
I got dressed in a white tank top, with a light blue cardigan over it. I had navy blue jean shorts on, and some white converse. I tied my hair into a side ponytail that was slung over my right shoulder, and I grabbed my light brown and beige shoulder bag. I walked out of my room to see Sakura.
Sakura had on a white dress with black polka-dots on it that reach her upper thigh. She wore white leggings, and her usual beige sandals. Her hair was tied up in her everyday hairstyle, which was pigtails.
"Let's go, Misaki!" she exclaims, pulling me by the wrist and towards the front door. She turned the golden colored knob before rushing out the door, her grasp still firmly around my wrist. We dashed down the streets, towards (I'm assuming) Kuuga's house. Suddenly, I bumped into someone, my head hitting their chest. I stumbled backwards a bit, and would've fallen if it weren't for Sakura holding onto me.
"Kuuga!" Sakura cheers, pulling him into a tight hug, and finally letting go of my wrist. I look up to see who I bumped into. I blush.
"Y-you again!" I exclaim, pointing an accusatory finger at him. He stares at me with his emerald eyes.
"Is that any way to talk to your savior?" he teases. I blush even more and stomp my foot.
"Sakura I'm leaving, have fun on your date!" I announce, walking away. Sakura gives me a sharp glare that I could feel even though I wasn't even facing her. I turn around, sighing.
"Misaki, please stay for me?" she pouts. Well, I guess a bit of torture is worth it to make Sakura happy...
"Fine," I frown, walking back to the group of people. "Who's this?" I ask, pointing towards the spiky blonde haired man.
"If you wanted to know my name that bad, you could've just aske-" he started, only to be punched in the arm by me.
"Not a word out of you," I command, glaring at him.
"Yes ma'am," he says, yet I can still hear the teasing tone in his voice, which pisses me off.
"Oh, this is my friend. His name is Takumi Usui," he tells me. I freeze. Did he just say what I thought he did?
"What?! As in the actor Takumi Usui?!" I exclaim. He nods in confirmation.
"Yep. You're an actor too, aren't you, Misaki?" Kuuga asks.
"Yeah... OH! That's right, speaking of acting, I got into Director Hirayama's new film!" I tell him happily.
"Really? Wow," he says. "Did you get in too, Takumi?" he asks his friend. Wait, he auditioned?
"Yeah," he replies, kicking a rock with his shoe. What?! I'd have to be see this guy every single day for a few months?! I sigh.
This was going to be a long day.
"Sakura... Can we go yet?" I plead. She rolls her eyes at me, shoving a piece of pink cotton candy into my mouth.
"Relax, Misaki! Enjoy yourself!" she smiles.
"Easier said than done..." I murmur. I feel a hand on my shoulder. Assuming it was Sakura, I patted it. Wait, Sakura's in front of me with Kuuga...
"Get the hell off of me!" I scream, whacking Takumi's hand away. He glares at me, staring into my amber eyes.
"You seem upset," he states. I snort, flipping my hair behind my shoulder.
"You think?" I ask sarcastically, rolling my eyes. I can see him frown from the corner of my eye. Why couldn't he just leave me alone?!
"Misaki! Look! Lets do this!" I hear Sakura exclaim, a mischievous glint in her eye. I walk up to her, a bit fearful now.
"Which one?" I ask. She points towards a small stand that was set up right in front of the woods. I grimace.
"That one looks fun and scary!" she cheered, sneaking a glance at me. Damn you, Sakura! She knew very well I was scared of things like ghosts and vampires- I know it sounds silly, but I was NOT going to enter those woods.
"C-can we please choose any other activity? I'll even ride on the scary rollercoasters," I stammer, paling a bit when she shook her head. She went up to the lady at the stand and asked what their objective was. Apparently, all you had to do was get to the other end of the woods and exit. First one out wins. Of course, I wasn't thrilled at all, even with my usual determined and strong attitude.
"Okay, three, two, one, go!" The lady quickly counted down. I froze on the spot, but Sakura shoved me into the dark area. I'm going to kill Sakura when we get back home...
"Sakura?" I ask. No reply. I furrow my eyebrows, a bit frustrated now. "Sakura!" I call a bit louder. Still no reply. Did she go on without me? That was very likely- after all, she had a tendency to neglect the things around her when she was with Kuuga, so I wouldn't be surprised. I frown. Great, I was lost.
I wandered around a bit, anxiously turning my head back and forth to make sure nothing dangerous was around me. I would occasionally call Sakura's name, but of course never got a response. What if they already finished and they left without me? I suddenly feel really frightened. I could sense a strange presence around me. I turn around, scanning the pitch black area behind me.
"Is anyone there?" I ask, trying as hard I could to keep my voice from wavering. No reply. I cautiously take another step. All of a sudden, I hear a snapping noise come from behind me. Someone was there. I made a dash for it right there and then, because quite frankly, I didn't want to die. I was so lucky I decided not to wear a dress today. I ran as fast as I could, but I could hear the footsteps behind me getting closer by the second. Damn, whoever it was, they were fast.
"Watch out!" I hear the offender from behind say. Wait a minute, I knew that voice. Unfortunately, it was too late for me to register that, before I tripped over a ledge and tumbled down a steep hill. I could feel small, sharp rocks cut my skin, and the dirt getting into my small wounds didn't help at all. I kept rolling, my mind foggy and blank. Eventually, I felt myself reach the bottom of the hill, but I didn't bother to get up. I just lay there, gasping for breath. My legs were too sore to keep walking, anyway. I heard the footsteps again, but this time I didn't bother running away, mainly because I didn't have the strength to. I felt a warm hand touch my cheek, and I flinched a bit.
"Misaki, are you okay?" I hear the voice ask. He had a low voice, and I could tell just by how he sounded that he was probably pretty good-looking too. Not that I'd admit it to anyone.
"A-are you... Takumi...?" I guess. Even though I couldn't see anything in the darkness, I could somehow make out the shape of his head nodding. "Why are you here...?" I ask.
"You weren't on the path, so I decided to go after you," he explains. I cough a few times.
"Stalker..." I murmur, before closing my eyes. I could feel him let go of me, and stand up.
"Can you stand?" he asks. I nod, which is obviously a lie, but I didn't want him to think I was some weak and helpless damsel in distress.
"Yep, a simple fall can't take me down," I declare, sounding confident, though I really wasn't. I get up onto my knees, before using a large amount of effort to stabilize myself onto my feet. He frowns, clearly seeing right through my façade. He reaches his hand out towards me, giving me a simple push on the shoulder with his index finger. I immediately lose balance and fall down, except his other arm was right by my side prepared to catch me.
"You call that being able to stand?" he asks. I grin sheepishly, though he probably couldn't even see my facial expression in this lighting. He sighs, before getting down onto one knee. He faces his back towards me and taps me on the leg.
"Get on," he instructs. Not wanting to anger him further (I mean, I was kinda going to be stuck with him in the woods for at least a good half hour, so it wouldn't be the smartest idea to piss him off), I obediently climb onto his back. Awkwardly holding onto his shoulders, I feel him stand up suddenly, which of course makes me instinctively panic and wrap my arms around him.
"Don't fall off," he tells me, and I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. I had the urge to punch him, but like before, I restrained myself. "If we keep heading that way, we can make it out of this forest within twenty minutes," he informs me, gesturing north with his head.
"Hey, Takumi," I say.
"Hmm?" he asks.
"Why do you act so close to me even though you only met me this morning...?" I inquire, genuinely curious.
"Well, why do you call me by my first name when we only met this morning?" he asks right back. I frown at his response.
"I don't know. I call everyone by their first name," I answer with a shrug. "Plus, I had to go to America for a while not too long ago since that's where we shot our movie. I got used to calling everyone by their first names there," I respond. He nods in understanding. Before I could further question him, a bright light causes me to flinch.
"We're out," he announces. I blush.
"Yeah, no kidding," I say sarcastically. "Now put me down," I demand. He shakes his head.
"You can't even walk," he reasons. I sigh, knowing it was true.
"You can carry me until we find Sakura just this once," I blush an even darker shade of red at the words that came out of my mouth. "But just this once! Don't get used to my kindness," I command, although I found it quite comforting to be on Takumi's back.
We searched around the exit, and found a hyperventilating Sakura, along with a... normal Kuuga. Sakura caught sight of Takumi and I and immediately came rushing over.
"MISAKI! WHERE WERE YOU?!" she cries. I sheepishly slide off Takumi's back.
"I got lost," I admit before she could jump to some crazy conclusions. "And then Takumi found me... but I kinda hurt myself so he helped me back," I explain. Sakura gasps.
"You're hurt?! You have to start filming in almost three days, though!" she exclaims. I sigh.
"I know, I know," I say, trying to calm her down. "It's really nothing serious. Just a few scratches here and there," I assure her. Of course, the blonde haired jerk had to ruin everything, though.
"A few scratches? You couldn't even walk," he scoffs. I give him a sharp glare, while Sakura gasps.
"YOU CAN'T WALK?!" she exclaims. Sakura glances over at Takumi. Was she going to do what I think she was? She better not be...
"Takumi-kun, can you please carry Misaki over to our car? If that wouldn't be too much trouble," she asks. He smirks, and like the pervert he was, happily agreed. He walked over to me, and before I could react, he swept me off my feet as if I were a princess. I feel my face get really hot, and I felt a bit dizzy from the scent of him. Damn, he smelled really good...
"NO! I hate Takumi!" I yell out loud. Whoops, pretty sure that was meant to stay inside my head... Of course, the alien smirked his signature smirk once again, before whispering something into my ear.
"Thinking about me?" he asks alluringly. I punch him in the arm.
"Shut up! Put me down, I can walk the rest of the way!" I protest, struggling out of his arms, and stomping the remaining three feet, ignoring the stinging pain in my legs. I climb into the passenger seat of the car and slam the door. Sakura was already waiting for me in the driver's seat.
"Ready to go?" she asks me. I nod silently, still blushing furiously from earlier. Sakura turns on the engine, before carefully driving off. Suddenly, a thought occurs to me.
"Wait, when did we bring the car?! I thought we walked here," I inquire. Sakura doesn't take her eyes off the road.
"Oh! When you were lost in the woods, I asked Satsuki to bring our car," she replies. "I had a feeling we'd need it," she adds. Wait, what? Did she say Satsuki?
"Satsuki's back?!" I yell. She nods her head, a grin on her face. "Yay! Satsuki's back!" I cheer. Satsuki used to be my manager, until she had to move away to some other part of Japan for some reason. That's when Sakura decided to take over as my manager (Sakura used to be my stylist). Now, my new stylist is Aoi. He's Satsuki's nephew.
Yeah, lots of changes, I know. Anyway, I was really excited to see Satsuki again after a few months!
Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.