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***Chapter 6***

The sounds of everyone's voices echoed through the room. Today there was some sort of big commotion, but I didn't bother to find out what it was, so I blocked out the voices and stood over Amu's desk.

"Ne, Rima, do you know anything about the new girl?" Amu asked.

"New girl? Hmm...No." I replied. I had absolutely no interest in whoever this "new girl" was. Why did everyone have to make such a big deal over transfer students anyways?

"I wonder what if she's nice." Amu thought out loud. I don't.

We chatted for a few more minutes before Nikaido-sensei entered the classroom. He seemed a bit bewildered at the noise level in the room.

"Attention please!" Nikaido shouted over the mess of voices. Everyone immediately got quiet and returned to their seats.

"It seems that everyone already know the news about our new transfer student, right?"

Everyone nodded in reply.

"Without further a due, Saitama-san please come in!" Nikaido announced.

A girl entered the room, and a bunch of "oohs" and "ahhs" sounded the room. She was about Amu's height, with long black hair that reached about 7 inches below here shoulders. She had hypnotizing green eyes that looked like they could be glow in the dark. Her skin was so smooth and clear; it reminded me of glass.

She already had irritated me with her looks and ability to control people's emotions with that. It was just too similar to mine. I hate copycats.

"My name is Ai Saitama. I'm Japanese but I have been living in America for the past 3 years. I hope all of you will be my friend!" She introduced politely, squeaking her voice at the last sentence.

Her smile was so warming and kind...TOO KIND. I knew that kind of look; it's fake. She's nothing but a phony.

"She's seems really nice!" Amu grinned.

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Ai grabbed the ball and threw it up in the air. With a powerful smack, she sent the thing flying quickly up in the air. It landed perfectly on the other side of the net before the other team could even blink. Show off.

"Saitama-san is so athletic!" The boys cooed. Not just any boys, but MY slaves.

"Rima-tan is so much better!" Half the boys defended, crowding up around me. These were the kind of idiots that actually deserved to be my slaves, the kind that don't fall for phonies!

"No! Ai-chan is better! She's cute, smart, and athletic! Rima sucks at sports!" The traitors fought back. I could've sworn that at that moment the "fake" girl gave me a small smirk that no one seemed to see except me. I just glared in return.

"At least Rima-chan isn't a show-off tomboy!" My slaves shouted back.

That's right; this girl was also a total show off. At math class she always raised her hand to answer all the hard problems no one else could get and even showed us a few more. In English class she spoke fluently in front of everyone on purpose, and now this. This girl was really making me mad.

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I decided to take a break under a tree in the back of the school. I still had 15 minutes until the guardian's meeting, so there was no need to worry about that. Who cares if I'm late anyways?

I didn't want to think about Saitama who was stealing all my fans, so I decided to just clear my mind. That didn't work too well, because I just started getting mad whenever her snobby face came into my mind. Who knows? I could be wrong. Maybe she really is the nice person that everyone thinks she is, but I highly doubt that.

I wonder what Nagihiko thought of me. He says I "interest" him, but I'm not sure. Unlike my slaves, he doesn't worship the ground I walk on, so how can I tell what he's feeling. He should at least give me some kind of sign. It bothers me even more that he's a good actor. It's just so hard to tell what he's thinking. The only things I can read are what he's saying. Ugh. Nagihiko's just too confusing and mysterious...but...I like that about him.

I shook my head from side to side, trying to clear my thoughts out.

What am I thinking?! Me? Like Nagihiko? Yuck! Someone please control my thoughts better! It's like they have a mind of their own...oh wait...they do.

I rested my hands on my cheeks. No doubt about it, they were burning hot. That means I'm blushing. I'm glad no one's around, otherwise they'd see me acting like a lovesick idiot.

"Oh? Mashiro-san. Is that you?" a snotty voice sang. Disgusting. It was HER.

I whipped my head the opposite way so I wouldn't have to face her pretty (I mean pretty fake) face. Her eye twitched.

"Oh. I get it. Someone's jealous that I'm better than they are." She inferred, sneering at me. I kept my indifferent face and looked back at her.

"I'm sorry; I'm not allowed to associate myself with you. I already promised myself not to talk to stupid idiots." I said coldly, laughing on the inside at my comment. She gave me a hard stare.

"That's too bad. To think that I was going to ALLOW you to be my best friend. You know, us pretty girls have to stick together. But, you've gotten on my bad side. I guess it's a little too late, and now we have to be enemies, boo hoo. Then I'll just have to make your life miserable after all." Ai smirked.

"Too bad. The spot of my #1 rival/enemy is already taken. You know, you really are beautiful you know. If we wrote welcome on your face it'd make the perfect doormat. Although I don't think anyone would want to come visit then." I insulted. She glared at me.

"Was that supposed to be a compliment or insult?" Ai asked with sarcasm in her tone.

"Wow. We've got a real winner here. Both ugly and dumb. Isn't that great?" I answered back sarcastically.

Her face grew so red. The volcano was about to erupted. Seriously, I could swear that I saw steam rising from the top of her head. In the end, she held back her anger, although I thought it'd be funny if she didn't and I could expose her for what she truly is. Anything but perfect.

"Rima Mashiro. You will regret what you have said to me today!" She shouted. Idiot. I guess she really had no control over her temper.

"Whatever." I replied, "I have to go to the guardians meeting in 5 minutes, so leave me alone."

She growled at me, but instead of acting on her emotions she turned around and started walking away.

"I have somewhere I need to be too." She said in a snotty manner. I wish I had darts right now, how I would love to throw them at her head. Bull's-eye.

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I took a few steps realizing the Royal Garden was only 10 steps away. I don't know why, but I had a very bad feeling about this. It was almost as if I was afraid to go in to face whatever was in there. Oh well. It couldn't have been that bad...unless...

"Nagi!" The brat's voice sang out from the inside. Darn. What was she doing now? Flirting? For some reason, I felt a sudden rage bubble up inside me. What was he doing with her? I angrily rushed to get inside there.

Ai Saitama clung to Nagihiko's arm, while Amu, Tadase, and Yaya just stood there sweat dropping. I glared at her. I think I should be the one making her life miserable. Nagihiko stared at me nervously, so I glared back.

"Explain now!" I demanded.