"Mori you ran into her. Tsk Tsk tsk, I'm very disappointed in you" one of the auburn haired twins say "Takashi didn't mean too, right" Lolita boy says with teary eyes, the tall dark haired man is emotionless. The tall blonde boy went in to, what seems like, an emo corner chanting "the host club is disgraced" after finding out the guy ran into me, the girl trying to comfort him. The guy with glasses is writing stuff down on his notepad, and if I didn't know better I would say he is writing my name in a death note. They're acting like anime characters, I think. At the thought I burst out laughing "hahahaha" they stare at me, I stare back, my light green eyes start to burn. I shall not blink….don't blink …. No blinking….. He blinked. "Ha, you blinked" I say pointing at a twin

"No, I didn't" he contradicts

"Yes, you did" I say standing my ground

"No, I didn't" he has a scowl on his face

"Yes, you did, but anyways I'm Jamie. You are?" I ask "hi I'm mitskuni haninozuka, but you can call me hunni" the small Lolita boy says "this is Takashi Morinozuka, but you can call him mori" he adds pointing to the tall guy I ran into. I look at the twins "we're the Hitachinn twins" the twins say in unison "I'm hikaru" one says "and I'm karou" the other one says states. I look at glasses guy "I'm kyoya ootori"he speaks, I smile, so much like light, I think referring to death note. The girl steps up to me "I'm Haruhi Fujioka" she puts her hand out for me to shake

"Jamie yamato "I say shaking her hand, she walks away "hello young princess, I am tamaki suoh" the tall blonde boy says coming up to me "a young beautiful princess as yourself should not wear such weird clothing". He puts his hand under my chin and tilts my head up, to look at his face. I grab my bag, that's hanging on my side. And smack his face " I knew there were weird men in the world ,but still and talk about the way I dress in front of me you're a real bastard" I shrug " it was nice to meet you all. I hope to see you again" I say bowing, tamaki is still recovering from shock, I turn, walking away.

I grab my cart and start walking towards the checkout area. "People in this hell hole just don't realize they can hurt people's feelings, but why would I care I'll never see them again…" I sigh "400 yen" the clerk utters, I hand him the money/yen crap "thank you" I say taking the grocery bags. I leave the store and hurry home, by the time I get to my door step I'm panting. "excuse me do you need help" I hear a male voice behind say, I turn around and see a boy about my age with blonde hair almost white "no, it's okay, but thank you" I say smiling "would you like to come in" I ask "that wouldn't be polite, entering a woman's house without even knowing her name" he mumbles "okay then, hello I'm Jamie Yamato" I chuckle, he smiles " hiro fushito" he starts to laugh, I laugh with him. I unlock the door and enter my small apartment with Hiro following behind. I set the groceries on the table " want something to drink" I ask, he nods (no), he sits on a chair by the table., "so tell me Jamie your into anime" he asks eyeing my glass case filled with DVDs of anime series "yes, I am" I say taking a sip of water. "That's cool" he replies "any siblings" I ask "yeah older sister but she moved out". "What school will you be attending" he asks "Ouran Academy" I respond "WHAT, REALLY. That's for rich people" he says shocked "well I'm not rich but, yeah I will be a first year. What school will you be attending" I ask "ushio public high school" he answers "second year".

"Well I hope we can see each other again" I say as he leaves the house, I see him enter the apartment right in front of me *mental face palm* of course we see each other he lives right in front of me. I sit a moment resting "ALRIGHT!, job hunting time." I yell fist pumping in the air. I grab my bag and run outside, slamming the door in the process and upsetting the neighbors. I search all over town, no job. I came up to a rather small café. I open the door and inside I see girls in…..COSPLAY. From fruits basket to Tokyo mew mew and Durarara! To HIGHSCHOOL OF THE DEAD. I nearly fell to my knees, my favorite anime. A small women with long jet black hair (which looked beautiful compared to my light green hair) came up to me "how may I help you" she asks "I-I'm looking for a job" I fumble "well you came to the right place, honey" she says "we are hiring. All I need to do is ask you some questions and see whether you're fit for the job" "really" I say "yup just follow me to the back" she turns around and heads to a room in the back. In the room she sits behind an oak desk and I sit in front of it "now tell me sweetie what is your name" she asks" Jamie Yamato" I answer

"Why do you need to work"

Me: "mom won't pay for my finances so I have to pay. I am living alone "

Old woman: "are you into cosplaying"

Me: "OH YES, I love cosplaying. To run around in an exact outfit like your favorite character in your favorite anime, is just….. So….WONDERFUL" I exclaim

Old woman: She smiles "do you work well with others"

Me: "yes, I do always try my best to get along with others"

Old woman: "do you go to school"

Me: "yes ma'am, Ouran Academy"

Old woman: "that's quite an elite school, Expensive too. See the woman with red hair"

Me: "yes….my mother's paying. "

Old woman: "yes, well his daughter got in by scholarship"

Me: "he?"

Old woman: "transvestite…. And honey"

Me: "yes"

Old woman: "my name is Eri, so please stop saying "old woman" in the text

Me: "yes ma'am"

ERI: "good well tomorrow I will have your cosplay ready and introduce you to everyone. I'll be expecting as soon is school is over and homework is done"

Me: yes ma'am.

As I walk home I think, why the hell am I so trusting *facepalm* and why does everything come so easy here? By the time I got home it was already 11:00 p.m.

NO TIME FOR ANIME OR VIDEO GAMES, I nearly start to sob. Why….why must the world be so cruel~. I roll on the floor crying "11:15….WHAT THE HELL" I scurry up "my uniform, I forgot my damn uniform. NOOOO" I YELL "DAMN IT, no time for that I'll worry about that in the morning. " I sigh. I grab my books and shove them in my bag (the over the shoulder one with buttons). I carefully arrange my psp and games with the books. We mustn't ruin beautiful games. I look at the clock on the wall "damn it. Midnight" I curse under my breath. I might as well go to bed. I quickly change into a tank top and some baggy sleeping bottoms. I lay down in my bed, with worried written all over my face, I don't know how I fell asleep.