Aiden: yay! Another chapter!
Ikuto: what took you so long?
Aiden: *sweat drop* writer's block
Amu: well anyway get on with the story!
Rima's point of view (again)
I opened my eyes and sat up. "I have to find her today" I thought to myself. I sat up and stretched my arms. I put on my uniform and headed downstairs to see that Nagi was already here sitting on the couch talking to Utau.
"You guys already here?"I asked
"Yeah your mom let us in on her way to work" said a husky voice. It was Ikuto.
"Okay" I said casually while walking to the door.
"It's only 7:00 Rima, we have an hour" Kukai said.
"Oh yeah I didn't realize." I said nervously. But I did know what time it was. I wanted to get to school early so that when that girl came I could talk to her.
I walked over and sat on Nagi's lap then we started to talk about music or something. I wasn't paying too much attention to the conversation because I was thinking of a way to find the girl and thank her. "I could ask Ikuto since he's the student council president" I thought. "But then I would have to tell him about yesterday and he would tease me endlessly".
"Time to go" Utau said in a chipper voice. I nodded and we all climbed into my limo.
When we go to school I immediately got out of the limo and ran to class
Utau's point of view
Rima ran off so quickly and didn't even say goodbye' and she was in a hurry this morning too? Something's up.
"What's up with her?" Ikuto asked. So he noticed too.
"I don't know." Kukai said. I saw Nagi's face drop. I walked over and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked back at me with worried eyes.
"I'm sure she's okay" I said quietly. He weakly smiled and we walked off to class.
Amu's point of view
"Miss Hinamori" said the secretary in the office. Yep you guessed it; I was caught skipping classes AGAIN! I stood up and walked into the principal's office. The office was about the size of a small bedroom. It had an old wooden desk, some book shelves, and some chairs in a semi-circle around the carpet. Sitting behind the desk was a large black chair. In the chair was a tall black man in a blue suit. When I walked in he sighed loudly and shook his disapprovingly.
"You're already back Amu-Chan?" he asked sighing and straitening up his papers. Yup I'm in here enough that the principle and I are on a first name basis. I walked over and lounged on the couch that was up against the window.
"Yep I just couldn't stay away" I said smirking.
"So what was it this time? Graffiti? Broken window? Mangled body?" he asked while standing up and walking until he was standing in front of his desk facing me.
"What do you mean? I can't visit a friend Tomo-Kun?" I teased.
"Amu…" he said glaring at me. I sighed.
"Skipping" I whispered reluctantly. He sighed leaning up against his desk staring down at his papers. I stood up and headed for the door.
"Two sugars no cream" he said walking back and sitting down at his desk. I nodded and walked down the hall to the coffee machine and got two cups of coffee and walked back to the office. I put one cup on the secretary's desk and walked in. I set the other on his desk, and grabbed a stack of papers on his desk.
"Thanks" he said. I nodded and looked through the papers.
"You really want me to take this test don't you?" In my hand was a test for me to take. If I passed the test I would move to the next class in my year, since I was the number 1 in my class with grades. But I didn't really care what class I was in because I didn't have any student friends.
"Yes I do." He answered calmly.
"Why?" I asked he sighed.
"Because you're way too smart to be a in a standard class and I know you only skip class because you're bored with the lessons." He said not looking up from his papers. I sighed and took a pencil from his desk, turned on my I pod and began to take the test. Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." Tomo said. The door opened and there stood a tall boy with messy cobalt hair and the third year's uniform. I think I know him. I went through my memory. Oh yeah he's the student council president.
Ikuto's point of view
I walked in and began to talk.
"Hey I got those papers" I said to the principle. He gestured for me to walk in. as I stepped in I handed the papers to the principle to sign and sat down. Across the room was a window that had a couch in front of it. "Wait there's someone on that couch" I thought. There was a girl with pink hair and a long figure sitting- no lounging on the couch staring at some papers with head phones in her ears listening to music. I stared at her. She glanced over at me and rolled her eyes. Then she sat up and began writing something on the papers. Then she got up and pressed a button on her I pod and walked over to the desk.
"There you go Tomo-Kun" she said lazily. Wait did she just call him Tomo-Kun?
"Thank you" he said grabbing the stack of papers. She walked back over to the couch and turned her I pod back on so loud that I could hear it across the room. She laid down on the couch with her back to the room and I think she went to sleep.
"She called the principle Tomo-Kun and now she's acting as if she was at home?" I thought to myself. "Is she a staff? No she's wearing the school uniform. Who is she?"
"That's first year Hinamori Amu" said the principle. I stared at him skeptically. Did I say that out loud?
"I saw you staring at her" he said answering my unasked question not looking up from the papers she handed him. I nodded.
"So what's that?" I asked gesturing towards the papers in his hand.
"A test to move her into an advanced class." He answered still grading the test.
"She asked to be moved up?" I asked. Normally students want to stay in their classes to make the work easier on them. Why would a student want harder work?
"No I asked her to take the test"
"Why?"
"Because she always skips class because 'the work is boring'" he said using air quotes. I nodded that makes sense. He finished grading and his eyes widened.
"What?" I asked. He motioned for me to come look at the papers. My eyes widened and I could feel my jaw drop.
"A 98?" I shouted. Grabbing the papers out of his hand and going over her work. It was all there and correct.
"This doesn't make sense I've only ever gotten a 97 and that was with five weeks of studying, it didn't look like she was studying even five minutes!" I said in disbelief. He smiled and shrugged. I looked over at her.
"Amu-Chan wake up" the principle said. She didn't move. He sighed and walked over to her.
"Wake up" he repeated.
"Her I pod" I said. He reached down and pushed the pause button then backed up. She reached down and pressed play. He sighed and pulled the earphones off of the IPod. She shot up.
"Someone better be dying or else someone will wish they were dead!"She yelled giving us both the scariest death glare you will ever see. I flinched. I could swear her eyes turned red. The principle sighed and held out the IPod. She snatched it out of his hand took out her head phones and put them in her pocket.
"What do you want?" she asked calmly. The principle grabbed the test out of my hand and showed it to her.
"Yeah so what about it?" she asked getting annoyed.
"You got a 98" he said.
"And?" she asked clearly annoyed.
"Your moving classes" he said walking back to his desk.
"Okay" she said. "1b or 1c?"
"Neither" he replied.
"Huh?" he sighed.
"You'll be in 3b" he said calmly. My eyes widened. No way was a first year smart enough to skip to my third year class. Her eyes widened too.
"No" she said quickly.
"Sorry Amu but it's the lowest class I can put you in without 'limiting your learning abilities'" he said using air quotes again.
"No" she repeated.
"Why not?" he asked. She slammed her fists down on the desk causing the wood to snap.
"You know damn well why not" she hissed at him.
"Well I have a meeting to go to so I'll leave the rest of my work with you two" he said
"Us two?" she asked.
"Yes I have a few requests from girls I need you to look through instead of this pervert." He said pointing at me. I frowned and she nodded. He left and she sat down on a chair with some papers.
"Well why not?" I asked. She snapped her head up and gave me the same death glare as earlier.
"because of all the fucking 'popular' assholes and bitches are shoved in that damn class and I will not put up with their shit, and I would rather be put in hell then deal with Nikaidou's crap!" she exclaimed.
"And here I thought it was impossible to use every cuss word in one sentence." I teased. She glared at me again. I smirked.
"But you see since you have such a negative attitude towards this you can't see that this is a blessing in disguise." I said.
"How the hell is it a blessing?" she said boredly. I smirked and got behind her.
"Because you get to spend every day with me. And don't act like you don't know who I am." I whispered in her ear. I expected her to at least shutter. But she didn't.
"Hmmm maybe it is a good thing after all" she said putting her finger on her chin and standing up to face me. Wow I didn't she would be that easy to break.
"But then again, maybe not" she said putting her finger on my lips.
"Well, at least not for you." She said winking. She giggled, pulled her hand back, sat down, and began sorting the papers again.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Look I won't pretend not to know who you are Tskuyomi." She said regaining her attitude. "But I know damn well you know who I am so don't pretend that I'm some innocent little girl." She finished.
She was right I did know who she was. I mean who doesn't know. She is Hinamori Amu, graffiti, broken windows, mangled bodies, skipping classes, stealing cars, cussing out teachers; the list goes on and on. I'm surprised she wasn't in juvenile. She pretty much lives in the detention room. I sighed.
"Fine" I said. She smirked and put the papers on the principle's desk in two piles.
"What's with the two piles?" I asked.
"Well based on a teacher's annual pay I can safely estimate that the school only has 6,372.94 to spend on the repairs and additions to the school. So I put the absolutely important requests in a pile and the others in another pile." She said pointing to the piles.
"What about those ones?" I asked pointing to the pile of papers she left on the table.
"Those are request that are merely optional, originally I was going to add a few to the probable pile but accounting for the hole in the roof over the eastern hallway. I had to take these out. Because the hole is about five feet in diameter and the average speed of a contractor is three feet in circumference per hour, per layer not including insulation or cross beams; and the average contractor makes 435.80 a day if you times that by 2.537 adding the estimated cost of the insulation and round it to the nearest hundred 2,105.60 and you subtract that from the total and you have 4,367.34 left; so I used that to sort these ones from the others." She explained. I could feel my jaw hit the floor
"Wow you figured that out in your head?" I asked.
"Yeah why?" she asked staring at me skeptically.
"You're really smart." I said. She blushed.
"Th-thanks" she said. I smirked. Maybe she wasn't that hard to break.
"So what did you have to do?" she asked regaining her composure.
"Just signing some papers." I replied casually. She walked over and look at the papers and took some from the stack I had to sign and one from the stack I had already signed.
"I'll help you" she said.
"But I have to sign them I'm the student council president." I said. She sighed.
"And you will" she said.
"how?" I asked. She sighed again. She held up the paper I had already signed and shook it a little.
"Now don't go forgetting who I am." She said smirking "Forging signatures is a snap for me." She began to sign the papers quickly almost as if it were her own signature. Soon she finished the papers she had grabbed, and I finished mine.
"Thanks that would have taken me all day" I said leaning back in my chair.
"It was nothing" she said coolly. Writing on another piece of paper.
"what are you doing?" I asked curiously.
"I'm signing my own signature so I'll forget yours" she said looking up from her work. Wow she had beautiful eyes. They were the color of honey but they were sad and filled with the look of pain. I stared into them and somehow I got lost in them.
Amu's point of view
I stared into his eyes. They were beautiful but somehow loneliness and desire over shadowed the sapphire orbs. Oh my god I was lost in his eyes! I quickly snapped my head down and began to write again. I could feel the blood rush to my face. Crap I'm blushing! After I signed the page about 12 times I set the pen down and threw the paper away. I walked over to the couch, laid down, and turned on my IPod. After five minutes I glanced over and saw him staring at me. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"What are you staring at? Don't you have somewhere to go?" I asked in a sharp tone.
"Nope don't you?" he replied. I sighed.
"Yeah, I got somewhere to go." I said sadly. Then turned over onto my side facing the window and sighed. I was right because no matter how hard life got I did have somewhere to go.
Home.
Aiden: so much typing…
Amu: uh are you okay?
Aiden: yeah but my fingers hurt like hell
Amu: I see…
Aiden: where's ikuto?
Amu: sleeping
Ikuto: *on the couch asleep*
Amu and Aiden: so cute!
Mika: *stares*
Rima: Aiden doesn't own Shugo Chara in any way! R&R~!