I woke up as a ray of sunlight hit my face. Its a wonderful day! I yawned then proceeded to bathroom. I need to escort the new girl around the campus. Still, what she said to me yesterday still puzzled me.

FLASHBACK:

"Hello there, my name is Lacus Clyne. Its nice meeting you. Again."

Lacus Clyne? Where have I heard that name before? Clyne. . . Clyne. . . Lacus Clyne? Nah, have'nt heard her name before. But there's a string of familiarity whenever I hear that name. Obviously, I heard that name before. Oh, and her voice too! I heard it before! but where? This time I'm sure that I've met her. But where? A childhood friend perhaps? Bah! Impossible! Athrun is my only childhood friend! Whatever. I'll try to solve this matter later.

END OF FLASHBACK

We promised each other to meet at the fountain. Its already 9:45 and she's not here yet. Girls. I thought. It'll take them months to get dress. My thoughts were interrupted by a mellow voice.

"Hello there, Mr. Yamato. Not to be mean or something, but your 15 minutes late," she said, smiling.

I blinked. "Oh! Pardon me! I thought that -"

"That girls will take months just to get dressed?"

I was speechless. How did she knew that?

She giggled. A very cute one.

"Sorry Mr. Yamato. Its just that not all girls are not the same as what you're thinking. Though I love fashion, I'm punctual too," said Lacus.

"Uhh... Right! Uhhh... Let's go?" I said, stuttering.

"Ok then!"

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Touring her almost felt like going to a festival. She's really fun to be with. We went around, window shopping. Well, for her of course. But seriously, who would've thought that shopping can be fun too? And a large NO. I'm not going gay ok? Its just that this girl, Lacus Clyne, is full of mystery, at the same time, she's fun to hang around with. With her, the surroundings seems peaceful. I guess what Tolle said before is true. I'm that sensitive.

We ate some food before touring again. She ordered some smoothie and a plate of pasta. I, on the otherhand, ordered some pizza and a coke. The bill came in, and I reached for my wallet. My face became pale as sweats roll down from my head. Oh no. Bad!

No money. Busted. No allowance.

Then, I remember that I was supposed to claim my allowance a week ago. I forgot! Now, how can I pull this one through?

"It seems like you got no money," the waiter said, his eyebrows twitching.

"Ahh. . . you see -" I began explaining. Hopefully, he'll understand what situation I'm into. I turned my head around, looking at a worried Lacus Clyne. Her face filled with worry and sadness.

"Then I have no choice young man! You know the rules, no payment means serving here until its enough," continued he, then, he looked at Lacus Clyne. "Or you can just leave your beautiful friend here to fill in the work."

"No! Its my fault we didn't pay so please, don't blame her. Don't let her pay!" then, I bowed so deeply.

The manager and the waiter looked at me.

"Ok then, wash all the dishes. Until we said so, you can't go."

"Yes," was all I managed to say. I'm so ashamed. I dare not to look at Ms. Lacus' face. Probably now, she's so embarassed by the ruckus that I cause.

Unknown to me, Ms. Lacus' face became more worried.

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Its been two hours and here I am, stuck in the kitchen, washing plates. I heard someone walked in. I looked around and was suprised to see Ms. Lacus looking at me, eyes filled with sorrow and worry. I secretely approached her.

"Ms. Lacus, what are you doing here? Did the manager allowed you to go here? What if he sees you?" I asked.

"Kira, I'm really sorry. I feel guilty ordering such expensive stuff. Please, let me help!" she said pleadingly.

"No. It wasn't your fault. I didn't bought money with me. So please, stop worrying. I'll be ok." I said while smiling, making her feel ok by smiling sometimes work.

"But I won't leave until I help you!"

I sighed. She can be pretty persistent sometimes. I mean persistent in a good way, mind you.

"Ok then, you can help by washing these plates with me. Is that alright?" I asked in a gentle voice.

"Ok then. But can you teach me how?"

"What? You mean you never washed dishes before?" I was shocked.

"Not really. Back in where I'm from, we do things in a different way."

"Seriously?" I asked, disbelievingly.

Un." She nodded her head.

"Ok then." I scratched the back of my head. Surely, this girl is mysterious.

I taught her how to wash dishes. It was fun, especially if she's laughing and telling stories. We had only washed about a quarter of dishes when a new set of plates arrived. I sighed. They'll never let us go until we're done washing.

"Uhh... tell me, how do you wash your dishes?" I asked. Curiousity got the better of me. Well, it was more like a request. I want to see her wash the dishes in their own way.

"Sure do." She smiled, ready to show me how its done.

She abandoned the foam, the dishwashing clothes and the washing apron. She then instructed me to go back. What's she going to do? Make the plates explode? Then, I saw her claps her hands together. As if she's praying. She opened her mouth wide, like she's going to sing.

And she did.

She sings like an angel.

Her voice is so melodious.

Light coming from her flooded the whole room. The plates, forks, spoon and knives all floated and washed by themselves. I watched at the whole scenario with my jaws hanging open. This can't be happening right? Impossible! Its as if she's controlling the plates, the forks and the other apparatuses.No, let me rephrase, its as if they have brains of themselves, and she's instructing them on what to do. No way! What in goodness name is happening!? Who is this girl!? A magician?! A witch!? Who is she!?

The whole thing happened in just a minute. It was all done. She turned to me saying:

"There, all done," she said while smiling.

As for me?

I fainted.

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A/N: Gomen if this part is pretty suckish. . . Review please! Thanks.