So today I'm in a rush, cause I have to go somewhere and I know Ill never be able to finish it when I get home. So here's the chapter, fairly early. I guess the chapters are getting shorter too, ne? xD

There wasn't much time left.

In just under an hour, Arisa would be forced to go get…something with Rento, then after she was supposed to meet up with a couple Guardians for…something else.

As you can see, Arisa knows the details of her days very, very well.

To add to that, she had just found out there was apparently a book report that nobody told her about, and she hasn't started.

Plus she had just spent half of her 'just under an hour' playing tetras.

She sighed. At east she was going to get ice cream later, and if she didn't she'd force someone to get it for her, whether they liked it or not.

She blamed her surroundings. It was all just too boring. Absolutely nothing was going on in the kitchen.

And if something happened, it would probably distract her to no ends and she'd end up not having her stinkin' book report done for her stinkin' teacher at stinkin' school.

She had already picked her book. Frankly, it was the first one she saw that wasn't ridiculously long. She read it the night before and was trying to remember, why did she like the book?

For the 3.4 of those who care, the book she picked up from the coffee table was titled The Diamond of Darkhold, the fourth book of the City of Ember series.

I enjoyed this novel…because there was plenty of adventure, except the main character Doon wasn't as cool. But don't get me wrong, he was still cool, just not as cool. I think the fact that they missed a giant steel closet, the size of a house was pretty ridiculous too. In conclusion, sequels will ever be as good as the first book, where Doon took off his shirt.

From that paragraph, she continued writing at top speed until the friction from the pencil caused flames to erupt from the page and— (A/N: Yes Claud, that was a Creative Writing reference X3)

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From that paragraph, she continued writing elaborating on the problem, solution and…all that other stuff you had to include on a book report.

Finally, she finished, writing her name at the top of the page, and signing it at the bottom.

A satisfied smile spread across her face, and soon, she phased out and began daydreaming, while writing at the side of the paper.

Happy birthday Kuukai,

Though I wrote a lot about Doon,

I still li—

"Oi Arisa! Have you seen my soccer cleats?" Kuukai called, walking into the room with a distressed look on his face.

The suddenness of his voice shocked Arisa and, though she had partially realized what she wrote, she instinctively, crumpled the paper up making sure he didn't see it.

"U-uh…no I haven't. Check the laundry room or something," she replied, shakily, lowering the paper into her lap.

"That's true, I haven't checked there yet. Thanks!"

After he dashed off, Arisa looked down at the paper. In a vain attempt of smoothening out the wrinkles she formed, she flattened the corners, and tried to see if it was still legible.

A dark scowl crossed her features and she entered her room and tossed the book report into the trash.

Screw that, I'm getting ice cream…