ugh i don't really like this story much...

but i can see other people like it so i guess i'll continue it

Chapter 3

Yumi's POV

"Yumi, Melanie has come from Japan to visit us. Her parents wanted her to go to a school here in France so she will be going to Kadic with you," my mom explained as she pulled into our driveway.

"Really?" I asked excitedly. My mom smiled and nodded.

Melanie and I had been best friends since we were born. I had been so depressed when I had to leave her in Japan and move to France when I was in 1st grade, but we called each other and wrote to each other to keep in touch. Every summer my family goes to Japan to visit the rest of our family which includes Melanie, so I got to see her once a year.

"We have to pick her up from the airport tomorrow afternoon," my mom said as she got out of the car.

I got out of the car and stretched. It had been a long car ride here. I grabbed my bag and gave my brother and dad hugs before going up to my room.

I smiled when I entered my room. My room is simple, only with a closet, bed, dresser, a desk, and a few knick-knacks, but I love it anyway. I collapsed onto my bed. I can't wait to see Melanie again….

Ulrich's POV

I gazed out the window. The sun was falling lower in the sky. I glanced over at the car clock to see it was 4:36. Man it had been a long and uneventful car ride. We only stopped at a gas station once a couple hours ago so my dad could buy some drugs and alcohol. He is pathetic.

Neither of us had spoken a word the entire car ride, which was fine by me. I really didn't want to talk to my dad. After another few silent minutes we pulled up next to our shabby looking house.

"Bring the stuff inside," my dad snapped as he left the car. I grabbed my bag and dad's bag full of alcohol and brought them out of the car. I looked at our house and frowned.

Our house had once been a large and beautiful home, but now it looked beat up and old. I had liked it a very long time ago when I was young, but now I despised it. I didn't actually despise the house, I despised all of the terrible memories it brought back every time I looked at it.

The flowers around the house were all wilted and the bushes were growing out of control. The only thing I liked about this house were the woods that surrounded it. I'm not a big nature person, but I always loved the woods around my house. They were always so calm and peaceful.

I snapped back to reality when my dad slammed the door in front of me. I reopened the door and entered the house. I put his bag of drugs next to the couch he was sprawled out on. I lifted my bag over my shoulder and began to make my way upstairs to my bedroom when my dad stopped me.

"Get me the remote," he said lazily. I walked across the room and picked the remote up from the floor and handed it to him.

"Get out of my sight," he spat, kicking me in the side. I winced a little but went upstairs to my room. I was disappointed my mother hadn't been here… I haven't seen her in a year. I wonder if she's still alive….

Odd's POV

"What is this stuff supposed to be?" Jeremie asked with a disgusted look on his face as he moved the brown mush on his tray with his fork.

"Meatloaf surprise," I told him as I ate a forkful of it. Aelita and Jeremie gave me sickened looks. Yes, meatloaf surprise definitely wasn't one of the best dinners I've had, but it's food.

"Um, I'm going to sit over there," I said felling a bit awkward as they watched me eat. I got up and took my tray over by Theo and his group. More like Ulrich's group actually, but Ulrich wasn't around.

"Hey Odd," a few of guys said as I sat down.

"Where's Ulrich?" Theo asked.

"He has to go to his parent's house for the weekend," I explained to Theo as I began to eat. The guys around me began talking about soccer, but I was too busy eating participating in the conversation.

"Hey Odd!" someone shouted from behind me at the end of dinner. I turned around to see Jamie walking towards me.

"Hi Jamie," I said my eyes slightly widening at her appearance. When we played soccer she had been wearing baggy clothes but now she was wearing a plain blue t-shirt and jeans so I could see her curves. Man she was hot!

"Odd, you never gave me your number," she said sweetly as she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. I grinned and took my cell out of my pocket.

"Put your number in," I said as I handed her my cell phone. She took it and gave me her cell phone. I typed in Oddand a little heart symbolas a joke and put in my number.

I turned her phone around and made a stupid face as I took a picture of myself for her. She giggled as I handed her back her phone.

"Thanks Odd, bye," Jamie said quickly as she gave me back my phone and ran to her parents who were impatiently waiting for her by the door. She gave me a small wave as her parents ushered her out the door.

The guys began to cheer as I sat back down.

"Score!" Theo shouted as he gave me a high five.

"Damn she is hot!" Michael told me from across the table. I grinned. This was going to be an amazing break.

Yumi's POV

"Yumi!" Melanie screeched as she ran to me. She threw her arms around me and embraced me.

"Hi Melanie," I said laughing as I put my arms around her. I pulled away from Melanie and looked at her. She had grown even prettier if that was actually possible. She had always been the pretty girl of our family. She had been perfectly pretty since… well forever.

Her shiny black hair fell in loose curls over her small shoulders and reaching the middle of her back. Even though it was curly now, she often straightened it. Her eyes were a deep violet color that stood out boldly against her pale skin. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with rips at the knees that showed off her skinny legs and a light blue Abercrombie t-shirt that fit nicely over her small frame. She was wearing a pair of simple white tennis shoes with a few blue stripes on each shoe.

"Oh my gosh, I haven't seen you in so long Yumi!" she exclaimed. I could only smile at her happiness.

"I'm so glad you're coming to Kadic! You'll have a great time there," I told her excitedly. Before I had time to continue my mom spoke.

"Come on girls, you can talk in the car," she said as she rushed us off to the car. My mom was pretty smart. Once me and Melanie started talking… we wouldn't stop for a very long time.

But we couldn't really talk about boys and friends and that sort of stuff around my mom, so we will have to go have a long talk back in my room once we get home. Hmm… I wonder if she hates anyone as much as I hate Ulrich? Probably not.

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"Aww! You're right Yumi, they do make such a cute couple," Melanie cooed as she looked at a picture of Aelita and Jeremie in our school yearbook. I grinned.

Melanie and I were laying on the floor of my bedroom looking at the pictures in our yearbooks. I was looking at Melanie's and she was looking at mine. I flipped the page of her yearbook and looked at the collage of pictures on the next page.

I scanned the page until I found a picture of her. She was standing next to a girl with long blonde hair that hung down in two braided pigtails. She had her arm around Melanie's shoulder. The two were laughing happily.

"Is this Riley?" I asked Melanie, pointing to the blonde girl beside her in the picture. She nodded, smiling. From what I gathered from Melanie's e-mails, Riley was her absolute best friend.

"Who's that?" Melanie asked me as she pointed to Odd's school picture in my yearbook.

"That's Odd," I answered. She looked puzzled.

"His name is Odd?" she asked. I laughed and nodded. I had thought Odd's name was very weird when I first met him, but I guess it's something you get used to.

"Yeah, it's Norwegian," I informed her. She giggled.

I continued to flip the pages of her year book. Almost every page had an enlarged picture of Melanie smiling, flashing her perfect white teeth and making her eyes sparkle. There were tons of pictures of her and Riley, and even more pictures of her and other girls that I didn't recognize. Gosh, Melanie could be a model!

"Oh…my…god…" Melanie breathed out.

"What?" I asked anxiously as I looked over at her. Her violet eyes were wide as she looked at a page in my yearbook. She didn't speak.

"What?" I asked again impatiently. She pointed to a picture of someone in the center of the collage on the page. I looked closer. In the center of the page was a picture of Ulrich giving a smirk.

"Oh, that's just Ulrich," I said casually.

"He… is so hot!" she screeched out. I flinched.

"Do you know him? Will you introduce him to me?" she asked excitedly. I could already tell she liked him. Eww… was that drool in the corner of her mouth?

"Ulrich and I have hated each other this the day we met," I stated. She looked at the picture of Ulrich to me.

"Why do you hate each other?" she asked sounding disappointed.

"He is a complete ass hole and a jerk," I said flatly.

"Oh," Melanie said sadly. I switched the subject off of me and Ulrich.

"Show me a picture of your boyfriend," I said as I passed her yearbook back to her. Melanie smiled.

"Ex-boyfriend," she corrected as she flipped through the pages of her yearbook and pointed to a picture of him.

"Ex-boyfriend?" I questioned as I looked at him. She nodded.

"I broke up with him," she said happily.

"Why?" I asked curiously. She sighed.

"He was kind of perverted... if you know what I mean," she said. I sighed. Melanie was too pretty for her own good. Guys were always trying to make out with her, flirt with her, and dance with her. Guys were like that with me too… but Melanie had it worse.

"Gosh are all guys our age perverts?" I asked. Melanie shrugged.

"Girls go to bed!" my mom said angrily and sleepily as she burst into my bedroom. She yawned and left to go back to sleep. I glanced over at the alarm clock sitting on my dresser. It read 4:30am.

"Yeah, I guess we should get to bed… night Melanie," I said as I stood up from the floor.

"Night Yumi," she said as she left my room to go to the guest room. I shut my bedroom door behind her and turned off my lights. I slowly crawled into bed.

I tried to fall asleep, but Melanie's question echoed through my head. 'Why do you hate each other?' her voice continued to ask in my head. I sighed and prepared for a trip into my memories.

FLASHBACK

I walked into school nervously in my small lacywhite dress. My mom had made me dress up for the first day of 1st grade at my new school.

I looked around the hallways feeling lost. I kept walking in circles but I couldn't find Mrs. Pamela's room. The hallways were nearly empty and no one was around. I began panicking.

What if I missed the whole day of school because I couldn't find my room? What if I walked in late and all the kids laughed at me for being late? What if I went to the wrong classroom? What if I never found my way back home after school? I felt like crying but I held back my tears.

"Are you lost?" a little boy asked as he approached me. I nodded, worried my voice would sound weak.

"Who's your teacher?" he asked politely.

"Mrs. P-Pamela," I answered, stumbling over my words. The boy smiled.

"She's my teacher too! Come on, let's go find her," he said as he took my hand and began walking down the hallway. I felt my tears go away as I was filled with happiness about making a new friend.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Ulrich," the young brunette replied. He turned his head to look at me.

"What's your name?" he asked me.

"I'm Yumi," I told him. Ulrich smiled and continued to walk me down the hall.

"You're really pretty Yumi," he told me sweetly as he looked into my eyes. I blushed shyly and looked at the floor.

"Here's Mrs. Pamela's room," he said as he approached the door. I began to let go of his hand but he held mine tighter. We walked into the classroom hand in hand and sat down at one of the tables next to each other.

The rest of the day was the best first day of school I had ever had. While the teacher talked Ulrich and I would whisper to each other. He continually complimented me causing my face to turn red many times that day.

He chose me for all of the partnering activities we got to do, and played with me at recess. He didn't even bother to introduce me to the rest of his friends, it was like he wanted me all for himself. When I accidentally dropped my lunch on the floor during lunch hour, he shared his lunch with me.

For that day, it seemed like we were best friends. His mom picked him up about an hour before school let out to take him to a doctor's appointment, so I ended up sitting next to a girl with long black hair in a pink dress.

"Who are you?" I asked. She sighed.

"I'm Sissi. How do you not know me?" she said in a snobby voice. I shrugged.

"Back off of Ulrich. He's mine," she said nastily. I turned to look at her.

"Ulrich isn't yours. He isn't anybody's. And, I can be friends with him if I want," I told her, my temper rising slightly.

Ulrich was the nicest boy I had ever met and I wasn't going to stop being friends with him because that girl said so. She glared at me. I ignored her and listened to the teacher.

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The next morning I found Ulrich and asked him to sit next to me, but he frowned and sat alone at a table. I wondered what was wrong? He looked so sad….

Sissi sat down next to him and began blabbering away at him. This made him look even more miserable. I glowered at Sissi. Couldn't she see Ulrich wanted to be left alone?

Ulrich avoided talking to me that morning. He avoided talking to anybody as much as possible, but Sissi was hard for him to get rid of. At lunchtime when Sissi sat next to him and began talking away again, I lost patience.

"Sissi, leave him alone!" I yelled at her. Ulrich looked up at me with sad eyes when I spoke.

"Why should I leave him alone? He loves me!" she said as she clutched onto Sissi's arm. Ulrich winced but didn't move.

"He doesn't love you," I told Sissi smiling, knowing I was right. Sissi smirked. She pulled Ulrich's face towards her and kissed him right on the lips. Ulrich's eyes widened but he didn't move. My eyes stung with tears.

He really did like her… he didn't like me. Ulrich didn't like me… all of those compliments, and playing with me, and talking with me were all just a joke. He liked Sissi… not me.

I sniffed and did my best to hold back my tears. I closed them as I walked by where Ulrich and Sissi were sitting. I suddenly felt my foot hit someone's shoe, and I fell face down onto the floor.

My body stung all over from the fall and I could taste the saltiness of the tears that were now rolling down my cheek. I stood up and glared at Sissi for tripping me. Sissi pointed accusingly at Ulrich who was just giving me a blank stare.

At first I thought Sissi was lying and that it wasn't Ulrich who tripped me, but I looked down at the floor to see Ulrich's foot sticking out and Sissi's feet planted neatly under the table. Ulrich tripped me?

I felt another tear slip down my cheek. I kicked him as hard as I could and ran out of the cafeteria.

END OF FLASHBACK

I sighed. Things had gone downhill after that… I ignored Ulrich who continually tried to talk to me, but we ended up getting in a huge fight and from then on we argued. Ever since then, we had argued overalmost everything.I definitely didn't like Ulrich anymore, I hated him, but I always did wonder what Ulrich had been sad about that day….

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