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This story is based on The Only Exception by Paramore.

Summary: From seeing the relationship between her parents, Rima didn't believe of the word 'love'. She didn't want to get hurt by anyone ever again. She didn't want to feel she decided to lock such a feeling away. But love can be unexpected.

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Rima's POV

Crap, I'm making a complete and utter fool out of myself. Usually, I wouldn't care much about it. But that stupid crossdresser is completely irritating me with his laughter. He finds it funny to humiliate me. It wasn't even my fault it was this stupid floor. Ok, I'll admit I'm not the best dancer ever. But there is no need to laugh like that. Just because he proclaims that he is a genius at dancing that he has to pick out all my faults. Being partnered with him will kill me. This is the worst. By far. I don't even feel like working with him as he always irritates me when he opens that mouth of his. It seems like I'm just going to suffer. I really wish that this hour of dance will soon come to an end. We're doing commercial dancing. How flipping fun. I have to do all thos stupid rolls and turns and shit. We have too many people in this classroom that there isn't enough room for people to be in a proper space. I'm always bumping into somebody.

Today, we had to do a turn that involved your leg in the air. I looked like a proper idiot, as I was the only one who was bad at it. I felt off balance the whole time I was turning, I had a feeling I wouldn't finish easy. Oh and I was so right. I lost my balance and staggered forward, still dizzy, and grabbed onto the first thing I could find. Which had to be Nagihiko. But he didn't spare me the humiliation. No, he freaking let me fall.

You do not know how mad I was at him at that point. I swear, if I could, I would have killed him. I could not believe that he would just let me fall. Especially so loudly like that. My knees hit the floor first, super hard and painful, my right hand bashed against the floor as I winced. I had grazed it. The room went silent, even the music that had been on for a while had been turned off. Everyone's attention was on me, and not in a good way. I could see their faces staring at me with curiosity, some seemed to be on the brink of laughter. Kukai just stood there next to Utau looking at Nagihiko and shaking his head. It took a few more unbearable seconds until they finally began to laugh. I looked down at the floor my hands clenched. I felt furious. So furious. I looked up at Nagihiko, I could tell he was laughing at me, but that smirk stayed on his lips. I glared at him as I stumbled to my feet my eyes never averting from his honey-coloured ones. My knees hurt and my tights had been slightly ripped.

"I hate you," I gritted my teeth as I turned on my heel and out of the classroom.

Nagihiko watched me go and snorted. He didn't feel any remorse for what he had done.

As expected of him. I didn't think he would care. Now everyone in that class will think I'm a loser. Great, home is just so freaking shit and now school is too. My life is a complete mess. I stormed outside and collapsed on the grass. I hate my life. I hate it so much. I can't face my fears, all I can do is run. I keep on running, trying to never look back. That's what I've doing throughout my whole life. I've been running away. Never asking myself if there was anything else I could do to make it better. I haven't had the courage to face my parents. But I've always considered running away. I'd imagine myself with a bag in hand as I reach out for the door, taking a last look at the place I hated. That's just a dream. Even if I ran away, what would I do? I know there's no way I can do that So I'm stuck here with the tears trickling down my face. I thought moving too a new school would be different. But I guess, I was wrong. Nothing will change, no matter how hard I wish for it. I'm just the poor girl who can never love and never feel love. The word is just so inferior to me. It means nothing.

I looked up at the sky, it was so blue hardly any clouds in the sky. I covered my eyes, the sun was too bright. I sighed looking for a cloud in the middle of such a blue sky. I heard footsteps as I sat up abruptly. I didn't want anyone to be here. I didn't want them to see me like this. I had been crying and my eyes had become so red and blotchy. I probably looked extremely odd. My eyes traveled to who the footsteps belonged too. I was surprised to see who it was. I'd never suspect that this person would come here. It was Kukai. He looked at me, a worried expression fixed onto his face. No, no pity. Don't pity me. He sat beside me, looking at the sky.

"Nagihiko can be a dickhead," he said.

I snorted, "I think I realised that."

He smiled at me as he gave me a tissue. I looked at it not sure whether it had been used or not but I took it obligingly as I dried my eyes.

"He'll apologise to you," he surprised me my saying this.

I stared at him. What? Why would he apologise to me? I know he hates me and of course so do I. But he'd never ever apologise. His pride wouldn't take it.

"What makes you say that?" I asked.

He tapped his nose grinning, "Intuition."

I couldn't believe that Kukai would think this just because of inuition. My intuition says that he'll never do it. That idiot would never come to me asking for an apology. That idea is so farfetched. It will never happen. Kukai stood up stretching as he held out his hand. I took it as he helped me to stand up. He looked at my knees that were bleeding.

"Woah, you have to get that cleaned up, it's a mess," he inspected my knees.

They still hurt a lot but I had been trying to endure the pain. He could see that I wasn't really bothered in treating it.

"Use that tissue to clean it up if you don't want to go to nurse," he waved goodbye, "See you later."

I watched him go, Kukai seemed nicer than I thought he'd be. I can't judge him just because he is friends with that Nagihiko. But seriously, Nagihiko apologising? Please. I'd love to see that.

The Only Exception

Going home made me feel like something was dragging me down. I was dreading it. Choosing between whether home or school is worse is hard. They're both horrible. Apart from when Kukai helped me, he's been the only nice one so far. Will I even make a real friend there? I never did in my last school, I guess if I'm alone again, I'll get used to it. I sighed as I reached the front door of my house. How come everytime I arrive at the front door I always feel like I'm stepping into the world of hell. It shouldn't be like this for anyone. So why me? Why do I have to suffer like this? God hates me, god despises me. He must do if he is treating me like this. But, if god was real he'd make things better wouldn't he. Sometimes I wonder whether God is real. Or is it just a lie, like so many other things in this world. I opened the door slowly as I peered inside. Strange, I'd usually hear yelling about now. I walked in noticing that most of the lights were out except from the hall. I was so happy that they were out. I didn't give a damn where they were. But I felt like I was free. I walked up to my room opening the door. My eyes went wide. Oh my gosh.

This room wasn't my room anymore. It was like someone had gone through everything and not bothered to clean it up again. Things were broken on the floor and pieces of paper lingered in the room. They had been searching in here, but what for? Why would they come in here? It was like that time when my mother had broken that china doll. But this is worse, everything that I cared about, everything that was who I am. It was broken. The only good place that I find sanctuary is in this room. But it's been ruined. Like my life, everything that I cherished is gone. I sat on the floor staring blankly into no where. I felt violated. I sat on my bed, even the covers had been slightly torn. I looked out my window to the house next to us. They must be better off than I am. Anybody is better off than this. I rested my head on my pillow wanting to fall asleep. Suddenly, such loud music boomed through my open window. I sat up straight and looked outside. It was coming from next door. It was so freaking loud. They would probably to turn it off soon.

But they didn't. If anything, it got louder. That was it. Everything had made me so pissed off. I didn't care who they were or if we should respect our neighbours. I am going to tell them to turn it down. I jumped out of my bed, down the stairs, and out of the house. I went through the gates of next door and walked hastily to their front door. The music was still going on louder than ever. It wasn't even good, it just gave me a headache. I rang the door bell as I waited impatiently, tapping my foot for someone to answer. No one answered. I knew they were in. Who lived in this house anyway. Just my luck, I bet they are horrible neighbours. I rang the door bell again and again as I heard footsteps. I stopped and waited.

"Fine, fine. Stop ringing the fricking door bell," a familiar voice said.

Wait, why is it familiar? The door opened as it revealed the person who had spoken. Holy shit.

My life is now over.

I stared at him my mouth gaping wide. He looked at me back as we held each other's gazes. Well this was sure weird. Nagihiko Fujisaki is my next door neighbour. Oh dear.

"Rima?" he questioned.

I didn't say anything. Actually, I had nothing to say. I couldn't believe that it was him. I knew he lived near me but right next door? My worst nightmare has come true.

"Nagi, who is it?" a voice from inside asked, probably his Mum.

Nagihiko looked back into the house his hands into his pockets. He had a rather annoyed look on his face.

"What do you want? If you're here to yell at me then don't," he demanded.

That was exactly what I was here for and he wasn't going to get away with that attitude. I glared at him, I haven't forgotten what he did this morning. He sighed as he closed the door behind and stood outside.

"Ok, say whatever you want. But if my sister finds out you are here she will jump to conclusions..."

He had a sister? I didn't know that. I opened my mouth ready to yell at him for as long as I could when the door opened again and his sister stood behind him. I stared at her in shock. They were identical. They were obviously twins. But she was a girl, duh.

"Oh, Nagi. You could have told me you had a girl round. Is she your girlfriend?" she asked expectantly.

What the heck? Girlfriend? Nagihiko stared at his sister in shock. He didn't seem to like what she said either.

"What? No. Why would I want her as a girlfriend?" he snorted.

I didn't know what his sister would do after he said that, but the look on her face was so fierce that it made the hairs on the back of my neck stick up. She smacked him on the back of his head.

She smiled sweetly at me going back to normal, "I'm sorry for his behaviour. I'm Nadeshiko, his twin."

Nadeshiko? Nagihiko looked at me waiting for my reaction. Wait a second, I called Nagihiko that once just to tease him. But Nadeshiko is actually his sister. Who knew? But he must have found it even more annoying that I said her name. He probably got mixed up with her a lot. I sniggered, I couldn't help but laugh. I haven't laughed like that for a long time. Nagihiko folded his arms not so happy about this.

"Well, would you like to come in?" Nadeshiko asked.

I stopped laughing as I shrugged and followed her in. Nagihiko rolled his eyes but didn't say a word, surprisingly.

I sat down at a table with Nagihiko staring blankly into space. Nadeshiko smiled.

"So, I have to catch up on some homework..." she said as she rushed up the stairs.

Nagihiko folded his arms looking anywhere but me. I felt rather awkward being in his house. He was my enemy. It was like stepping into enemy boundaries. He sighed seeming not to like it so much either.

"Why did you come here anyway?" he asked me.

"I live right next door. I can hear your stupid crap music," I said bluntly.

He seemed a little taken aback when I said this. I was still waiting for that apology that Kukai had predicted. He hadn't said it as of yet.

"You live next to me?" he questioned.

I rolled my eyes, "Duh, that's what I just said."

He gritted his teeth as he leaned against the wall.

"Just great," he muttered.

I nodded in agreement. It seems that we were agreeing with more things recently. He looked down as his eyes met my bruised and scabby knees. I had cleaned them up in the end, but not that good. I couldn't get any help to do it. So I've probably got a load of grit stuck in my knees. I looked at his eyes.

"Can't you even clean up your knees properly?" he asked smugly.

"You're the one who made me fall!" I shouted at him.

He shrugged not seeming too bothered. What a surprise. If he did feel an ounce of guilt he didn't seem to be showing it. He sighed as he shook his head and reached out for a wet towel. He kneeled down on the floor and took my leg.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

He looked at me through serious eyes, "Cleaning up your knees."

He was doing what? He hated me. Why would he care about that? He was the one who made it like that to begin with. I didn't stop him though. I let him dab lightly at my knees as I watched him confused. I did wince a little but it was nothing compared to the pain I've felt before. He stopped for a second his hand turned into a fist.

"Sorry..." he whispered.

What? Is it my imagination or did he just say...

"I said I'm sorry, ok?"

I stared at him surprised. Kukai had been right. He did apologise. I never thought he would. But maybe Kukai had forced him to say sorry. That must be it. He'd never have the guts to say it otherwise.

"Kukai told you to say that, didn't he?" I asked.

Now he was the one looking at me questioningly.

"Kukai? No, he didn't. Rima, can't you believe that I mean it? I truly am sorry. I'll even teach you how to dance if that will make you believe me," he insisted.

He was telling the truth? It was weird hearing this come out from his mouth. It wasn't right. But even if he did say sorry my feelings hadn't changed one bit.

"I still hate you, even if you are sorry," I said.

Nagihiko smirked, "Trust me, the feeling's mutual."

That was the one time I actually completely trusted in what he said. I had a feeling that things were changing. Nagihiko was everything I had called him. But I didn't hate him as much.

But I never said I liked him either.

End of Chapter

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