Hello people! Here's chapter 2 of Contests. Me and my friend FlameRuby worked hard on it. She has officially become my beta-reader for this story!

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"Rin, come on. The limo is here," Miku called out.

Apparently the contest started the very next day! The idiot king was getting on my nerves. Didn't he realize that we all had lives?

On the last day of college, Miku and I received a lot of uncomfortable stares. It was annoying to walk through the halls without getting a lot of embarrassing attention. However, to make up for that, a lot of my friends gave me sweet oranges to cheer up my mood.

Despite the chaotic events that occurred, one thought ran through my head all day: I didn't want to win. Still, I had to admit I liked to receive everyone's support.

We had to rush through everything when we got home. The limo came an after we arrived home. It was pretty inconvenient. To our relief, we made it in time.

I locked our door and ran outside. Since my suitcase was tiny, it wasn't hard to carry it down the stairs. I walked towards the limo and put it in the trunk. We weren't supposed to bring much into the castle, since we were going to be given clothes for the competition. This sucked because I couldn't wear comfy clothes for a while.

I knew this because reruns of the last competition started to show up on TV yesterday. Since we didn't have much to do after dinner, Miku and I decided to see what the competition would be like. To my utmost pleasure. I found out that all the contestants wear is skirts and dresses. Yay… On the bright side, I was allowed to bring my giant orange plushie. This made considerably happier of course. I couldn't live without that thing.

The chauffeur opened the door and gestured for us to go in. As we went in, I realized how rich the inside of the limousine looked like. It felt so spacious. Leather seats curved around the inside of the vehicle. A long glass table extended across the middle. A disco ball circulated at the center of the roof, sending colorful rays around the interior. Music blasted through the speakers and created a festive atmosphere. Miku grinned and said, "This is awesome."

I nodded in agreement while adding this experience to my Top Ten Cool definitely replaced first place, which was a going on a vacation to a theme park nearby. The theme park was actually rated very low nationally, but I had a great time. It was weird to know that the events on my current list would most likely be replaced. Glancing at my blue plastic Diego Watch, I relaxed into the comfy leather seat. "How long will it take to get to the castle?" I asked the chauffeur.

He looked at his silver watch, "It's 4:00 P.M. now. It should take us 30 minutes to get to the airport. After that, you will have a 2 hour flight to the castle."

Miku gave him a big smile, "Thanks!"

The chauffeur blushed faintly and quickly turned his attention back to the road. I looked towards Miku and raised a brow. Miku playfully smiled in return. This girl definitely had a chance in her competition. Kaito would probably be seduced the first day he met her.

I shook my head and searched the huge car for a source of entertainment. A large TV screen at the back of the limo caught my eye. I grabbed the remote from the side of the TV and turned it on with happiness. A video of Miku and I sitting in limo flashed on the screen. I stared blankly at the screen as a reporter blabbed on about us. The whole world was stalking us...just great. I turned to look at Miku who seemed to notice as well. She scooted closer with her mouth hung open. "No way," she mumbled with a distant expression.

"I know," I replied, horrified.

Seriously? I felt like my personal bubble that I've kept since kindergarten had just burst. Sighing in disappointment, I realized that I wasn't going to get any privacy in the next couple of months.

"The whole country is excited! The suitors for each of our king's hands' in marriage are here. Right now, you're seeing Rin Kagamine and Miku Hatsune. It's rare to get picked for the competitions, but these two roommates both got picked for different kings. Aren't they lucky? They both have a chance to become queen and they don't need to spoil their friendship for it. If these girls weren't middle class, I would totally think that this was more than a coincidence!" The reporter said. I stared at her face in irritation. Did she just say that if we were rich, we probably would have bribed people to get in? She had now received a position in my list of people I hated.

Sooner or later, the car started to slow down at the front of the airport. While our chauffeur was taking out our luggage from the back, I stared down at my feet. To get out of here as soon as possible, I had to have a plan. It couldn't look like I purposely failed the rounds, so it must look like I actually tried. My thoughts were soon interrupted as the chauffeur opened our door and smiled, "We have arrived, my ladies."

He walked us to the door where a couple of security guards were waiting for us. One of the security guards motioned for us to follow him as the rest surrounded us. We started to follow them, but stopped when the chauffeur called out his advice.

"Don't pay attention to the hosts and announcers. They're usually paid to put some of the contestants in a negative light. This way the contestants in the upper class are more likely to win. Don't give them the satisfaction that they want." he said.

I smiled. This man was quite nice. "Thanks!" I replied cheerfully.

As went on our way to the plane, I saw a huge mass of people waiting for us. It wasn't hard to guess that they were the paparazzi dying for a picture with us, or kill us.

"Smile," Miku whispered into my ear. I always envied her natural smile and wondered how she could be so easy with people she never knew. Looking back toward the crowd, I put on a smile myself. Even if I wasn't going to win this competition, I wasn't going to make the whole world think I was a asshole.

We waved and got some pictures with people who looked like they were our fans. Most of them wanted pictures with both of us. We didn't really mind. To be truthful, I really enjoyed it.

The guards notified us that it was getting late, when we were in the middle of taking a picture. We said our goodbye's to our fans and hurried onto the plane. I'd never flown first class before so I was looking forward to it.

Miku and I shared an apartment on the plane since we were already closely acquainted. We spent our time looking at the fluffy clouds outside, watching some TV shows, and eating a bunch of delicious food. The plane had its very own on-board chef, so the food was fresh and not like your normal economy class microwaved lunches.

As we were finishing our meals, we laughed over Noragami. Yato was stealing food food from the fridge, while Hiyori and her mom watched. The evil neko face was pretty amusing. I mean who didn't love neko faces? The fact that he copied all of her dad's movements and her mom didn't notice that a bunch of food from the fridge also cracked us up.

After the scene ended, the captain announced, "Hello folks! This is Captain Oliver, your pilot, speaking. We'll be reaching our destination soon. Please put your seatbelts on."

We stopped playing around and put them on. In ten minutes I would be at a place that could change my life forever. I was totally not nervous or anything…Right?