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I never thought that I actually would have an opportunity like this. When I thought over this, I remembered how much I used to like singing. It would be like starting again, but this time you would have more than an audience than just your mirror. But I wasn't completely ok with performing in front of loads of people. I might act like I'd be okay with it but when I step onto a stage my knees start shaking and before I know it I've fainted. I don't like having loads of eyes staring at me. What would they think of me? I suddenly felt nauseous, would they not like me? If Ikuto's manager hated me then I'd have to pay up wouldn't I? I don't want that to happen. All of last night I was moping in my room wondering what the next 6-8 weeks would be like. Hopefully, after then I wouldn't have to be a singer anymore and I can go back to my ordinary life. It's now 10am and I have ½ an hour to get up, get dressed, and go to meet Ikuto's manager. I was still sleeping until my phone beeped as I rubbed my eyes and saw the time. I sighed as I stood up tiredly. I didn't seem to be balanced on my feet so I tripped forward grabbing clumsily onto my curtains. I looked up to see if I had broken them, luckily they weren't. I stretched my arms and yawned as I opened my wardrobe to see what I wanted to wear. I'd have to look nice wouldn't, to not make a bad impression. I didn't want to look too over dressed either.I chose a black and white striped sweater with red tights and I left my x clip be. Now, I look ok. I hope. I walked down the stairs as I took a piece of bread and headed out the door. I picked the card from my pocket and looked at it. The company was called Easter, I've heard of it before; it's supposed to have a lot of famous singers, actors, models, and dancers there. If they see potential in you, you're going to become a star. But unfortunately, they don't just let people join unless they have amazing talent. Even if they can do their talent, they have to be extraordinary at it. That's mostly what I'm worried about, whether I am extraordinary or not. I'll find out soon, won't I?

Woah. This place is huge. I was now walking down the corridors of Easter making my way to where Ikuto's manager was. I was completely taken aback and in awe. The lights weren't just normal lights, they were chandeliers! Was this even a talent scout company? It looked more like a posh hotel. I heard music coming from a room I stopped and looked inside. Somebody inside was dancing, he was exceptionally good. He was like a street dancer/ commercial. I'd never seen anybody so talented at dancing before, so it really left me in amazement. I was about to go and leave this dancer alone when the music stopped and he turned around to me. Oh god did he have amazing eyes, they were like Ikuto's but maybe not so dazzling. What? Why did I think of him? Ikuto doesn't even have the same colour eyes as this person. His are a sapphire blue and this boy's are ruby colour. Completely different, there are no similarities. If there was it would probably only be in how they both look dazzling. Ok, stop thinking about dazzling and stop comparing this boy to Ikuto. He walked over to me, he was probably wondering who I was. I smiled awkwardly as I sprinted away as he watched me go. I was late anyway, no time to talk to anybody at the moment. Though I wished I could have stayed a little longer.

I finally arrived at the manager's room as I knocked on the door. No one answered so I just opened it anyway. I peered inside seeing nobody in. Maybe I had come at the wrong time, if he had lied about the time to me, so help me I'll...

"Hello-nya," a voice greeted.

Somebody suddenly popped in front of me who had a incredible likeness to Ikuto. Except he had gold eyes instead of blue. Also, he really reminded me of a cat. It wasn't such a surprise as he greeted me with saying 'nya'.

"Urm, hello," I shyly greeted back.

He walked—more like ran—to his desk as he grinned at me. I walked to his desk as I waited for Ikuto's 'manager' to speak.

"My name's Yoru-nya. I've heard from Ikuto that you will be replacing him as a new singer for a bit-nya,"

He really kept to the kitty thing. It was weird how every single sentence he said had a nya at the end of it. It was quite funny actually, but I thought it would be rude to laugh at him when I just met him.

"Hi, I'm Hinamori Amu,"

Yoru nodded, "So Amu, you going to use your real name when you're a singer or a stage name?-nya"

That was a good question, if I kept it to my real name then people would find out wouldn't they? But it wasn't really a problem with my parents. When I told them last night about becoming a singer they thought it would be a good chance for me. I was sure they were going to say no. I bet people would find out sooner or later that I had become a singer so it was best just to keep with my real name.

"I'll just be Amu," I answered after a lot of deliberation.

"Just Amu?-nya" Yoru repeated.

I nodded as he took a paper that looked like a contract.

"Just sign this contract and you're good to know-nya," he pushed the paper to me and handed me the pencil as I read it quickly.

Everything seemed to be ok to agree with so I signed it with my signature as Yoru put it back in his draw.

"You are officially a new singer, Amu-nya," Yoru stated and grinned.

This was it.

I really am a singer.

It kind of shocked me to reality; I'm becoming one of them. One of the celebrities. Hopefully I won't fail. Though, wasn't I told that it would be hard to get into Easter? That wasn't hard at all; Ikuto had probably persuaded Yoru to make me a singer that was it.

"Amu, you're first assignment is to write good lyrics for your first song. You will have to give it in 2 weeks time. If you have any trouble just come back here and use one of our lyrics that could be used. But I would like you to try writing your own one-nya," Yoru instructed.

I nodded; it can't be too hard right? I've written lyrics for Music lessons before, but they had always been based on a topic we had been assigned.

"What should it be about? And shouldn't you check to see if I can sing," I asked.

Yoru shook his head a toothy smile spread across his face. Maybe I had misunderstood what this place was like. If they didn't want me to sing then how would they know if I was good or not? I could be plain awful, though I'm not.

"Don't worry; we've already heard you sing. She will be loved right?"

I suddenly remembered when I had sung she will be loved by Maroon 5 with Ikuto playing the violin that day an astonished look on my face. When had Ikuto taped it? And why had he taped it? He didn't know that this was going to happen then, so why did he do it? I don't know maybe he just tapes random people's voices. He's like a taping voice pervert. Haha, no. That's just silly.

"Also, create the lyrics that don't just come from your mind but from your heart-nya. It will make the lyrics more effective-nya," Yoru said as he spun around on his chair.

How old was he? And how was he a manager? It feels like a prank but I know it isn't. I walked out saying goodbye as I headed back down the corridor thinking about the lyrics I could write. What did I feel at the moment? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Maybe this will be harder than I thought. I sighed heavily looking down at the floor. What a pretty tile. I'm going crazy, I tell you.

I suddenly bumped into someone as papers fell around our feet. This is the second time something like this has happened.

"Sorry," I apologised looking into ruby eyes. I stumbled backwards in shock. Blonde hair, ruby eyes. It's that dancer boy. He stared at me seeming to have recognised me. I picked up his papers slowly, embarrassment overwhelming me.

"It's fine," he said accepting my apology.

He smiled as we both stood up. I gave the papers back to him blushing, but only a little.

I was going to leave when he asked me, "Are you knew, I haven't seen you before,"

I nodded, "Yeah, my name's Hinamori Amu,"

He smiled which made goose bumps to appear on my arms.

"Tadase Hotori," he introduced himself.

That was his name, Tadase. Just looking at him made my heart beat like a jack rabbit.

I heaved a sigh, what a day. It was now 10pm and I was standing outside my patio door looking at the city lights. The city was pretty at night, so many different colours, but hell was it noisy. I could hear so many beepings of vehicles. I put my arms over the edge feeling the calm night air flow through me. BEEP BEEP BEEP. I really was dying to tell them to shut up. I still no idea what I was going to write but at least I had two more weeks to figure it out. That was plenty of time. I looked at the clock in my room. It was getting late, best to go to sleep now. I turned around when a hand touched me on the back as I screamed. I turned around my eyes scrunched up and hitting whoever had touched me relentlessly.

"Stop doing that...oww...it's me, idiot," a familiar voice said.

I opened my eyes as I saw Ikuto with another annoyed look on his face. He had a smack mark on his face. I laughed awkwardly but I was drowned out by his defiant glare. Oooh, he's pissed.

"Seriously, you break my arm and now you try to smack me to death," he shook his head.

I looked down at his arm my eyes narrowing. Wait, with that broken arm how did he...

"How did you get up here?" I enquired.

He pointed downwards to a ladder that was just sitting there by the side of my house. Still, with that arm he wouldn't be able to climb up like that. Did he use one arm? He probably did, and from the looks of him it looked like even with one arm it had taken him a while to climb up.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

He sat cross legged down on the wooden floor as he stared into the night sky. The stars were out tonight and shining brighter than ever.

"I wanted to check if things had gone ok at Easter," I sat down opposite him thinking about the events of the day.

"Yeah, it went fine. I even met a very talented dancer," I said remembering Tadase.

Ikuto's eyes were wide now; I was looking at him wondering why he looked so shocked. They then suddenly changed from shocked to suspicious.

"Who is he?" he asked unsurely.

Why was he asking this, why did he need to know? Maybe there was some dancer in Easter who wasn't very nice so he wanted to make sure I kept a distance from him. It's nothing to do with Tadase, nothing at all.

"Tadase Hotori," I answered believing that Ikuto would now calm down and go back to his smirk-y self. But he didn't. Instead he stood up abruptly making me stand up as well. I didn't like the look in his eyes, at that moment I couldn't really understand why he was behaving like this but I knew just from his eyes that he was angry, and maybe if I had looked deeper...jealous.

"Do not go near that two-faced git, don't even think of it," he ordered.

What, why was he being like this? Did he have something against Tadase?

"You can't tell me what to do! And Tadase's nice, much nicer than you are!"

That really had made him explode, but what was the reason, why? He suddenly pushed me to the wall as he stared deep into my eyes. My heart was beating now, much faster than it had when I was with Tadase.

It was like I was on a rollercoaster, going faster and faster. When was the ride going to end?

End of chapter

I do not own Shugo Chara, peach pit does.

Ikuto: why the hell was tadase in this chapter?

Me: Cos it would make you fell more jealous, duh.

Ikuto: Jealous of what?

Me: Pfft, not telling.(AMU!)

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