I AM SO SORRY FOR MY LATE UPDATE! It's just like...it's been busy...and the Olympics are going on...Pssh, well, I was suppose to update before they even started. Eh heh heh. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 12

Amu's POV:

It was a windy day – on days like these, I wished some limo could pick me up. At least there wouldn't be the risk of being blown away. But no limo was coming since I personally told them I wanted to walk home with my friends like a normal girl. I usually walked with Rima (mm hm, haven't made any other friends being the loner I am) but she had to stay after school for something. Whatever, I guess I want time to think. Some time alone. I'm considered lucky that Tadase doesn't follow me home and live with me.

I arrive at home. Like my real home. The mansion home. Most of my stuff is there and it feels more homey, even though it is a gigantic mansion.

I insert the key and walk in. The place was still unbelievably clean, not a speck of dust to be seen. I wonder if any of the maids decide to poke around at my stuff while cleaning. Hm. No doubt if I find out they'll be dead but-

Beep beep. My pocket started vibrating. Well, more precisely, my cell phone did. I glanced at my one new message. I was about to slip my phone back into my pockets, dismissing the message, until I saw it was from my manager. It's contents shocked me more:

Hoshimi, be here in 10. We have to prep you for your interview later.

My first thought: Crud. I totally forgot about it. I doesn't help that it's considered quite…important because it's the first interview where I'm actually going to reveal facts about my old life. Clover of the Wind was considered a pretty secretive idol. If you ever searched her up online, you'd barely find anything. Maybe just her birthplace Japan, her birth date September 24th and a basic description of her. Basically, everyone will be watching, so if I screw this up, my manager will go all Godzilla on me.

It was a bit of a rush to my manager's office since I went by foot. My manager was sitting on a couch in her office, looking bored and impatient.

"Hm…" she mused, "One minute to spare."

I give out a nervous laugh, trying to add some humor into it, "Sort of a rush…because I have school now…?" I'm hoping she'll understand, but my manager's not…the pity type so…probably not!

She shrugged, not in the mood to argue. Yes! "Come on, have to get you all prettied up!"

Okay. I have to say this. I absolutely hate these makeover things. It's annoying because I constantly move around the stage and they put me in these stiff dresses. Man, I wish I could do the same for them while they're running a mile or something.

They tied my bubblegum pink hair into a high ponytail, which I enjoy because it can whip people if I suddenly turn my head. The style this time was decided to be a classic, casual school girl – trying to bring out the fact that everyone can be a star. Or something cheesy like that. I guess it's also because I'm going to school like a normal student now, but no one knows that. I was put in a loose white tank top that has a picture of some beach printed on it, along with dark blue cardigan and black skinny jeans, finished off with a pair of dark blue Vans. I looked so normal, just like I would when going to school. I look so…casual that I can't even believe I'm wearing this to an interview as important as this one. My manager came in a second later and I was sure she was going to scream her head off about this. But no. She's totally quiet, nodding her head from time to time as she observed my outfit. She didn't exactly seem happy but it was good enough that she wouldn't kill us all.

"Five more minutes."

It was a white room, with black sofas. Soft and fluffy. It wasn't an interview outside where people could watch in the flesh. Everyone watching had to watch from a TV. Lame, really. But it allowed a bit more peace and won't drive me out of my mind. I sat down, crossed my legs, and waited for the interview to start.

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2…

1…

Go!

I could hear the instrumental music of the show start…and before I knew it, my interviewer stood up and welcomed everyone! I started to zone out a little…just couldn't help it. With all these recent events I can't exactly keep focus on a simple interview (yes, it's very simple and meaningless to me).

"…because Miss Clover of the Wind is here for an interview!" My interviewer lowered his voice, "Keep in mind, this is the very first time we'll be let into Miss Clover's past. Every word is precious."

Miss Clover? Man, is my name really that long?

My manager prepared me for any possible introductions I'd have to do but my interviewer (I wonder if he's a huge fan?) pretty much took care of everything. I just sat on the sofa and smiled idiotically. And finally, my interviewer did the same and started with the questions.

"Now, Miss Clover, we all know of your lucky four talents. If you were to pick one, which would be your favorite?"

I pretended to think, even though this was a no brainer, "I'd have to say singing…I've taken interest in it since I was young and enjoyed it. I'd sing everywhere, even hum, at least. I was pretty good in my physical education classes but I couldn't say I enjoyed it until I found some more interesting sports. Now art…I absolutely sucked at drawing. Or maybe I wasn't that bad. But in comparison to some of the better artists, my drawings looked like…trash. But…practice makes perfect." I insert a smile here, trying to do my best to be a good role model, "Now cooking. I never helped around the house. But once in a while, I'd cook. And I have to say, nothing's better than eating your own cooking." I can just imagine the mothers out there saying something like 'Look, Miss Clover says you should cook! So go cook us some food and quit constantly watching TV!'

The interviewer laughed, "Now, you moved here from Japan right?" I nod. "How do you like it here? Or is Japan still the best?"

I sigh, "Well…America is a beautiful place with amazing opportunities everywhere, like the one I got! But Japan is my home, and it always will be." Man, I sound so cheesy!

He nodded like saying, Yes, yes, I understand. "Now, do you miss any friends? Family?"

"Yes…my little sister liked Japan better…she didn't like the big changes and learning a new language. So after my career was stable, my parents moved back to Japan with my little sister, A-." I stop, if I mention Ami, it'd be easy to guess Amu since they're so similar. Even though some people already know Hoshimi is Amu, they still don't know the third connection – Clover of the Wind. But I continue slowly, "After a while, they came to visit, just checking in. I visit them sometimes too. As for friends…well, I found many good friends in America! Quite a coincidence, really." After I said it, I wondered if it was too much. Well, can't take back what you already said.

"Now then…" the interviewer had this creepy smile on his face, Bad news, "Let's go on to the question we've all been waiting for. Out of those friends…or anyone, is there a particular love of your life you'd like to tell us about?"