Haylo, here I am again! So, I am going to be a bad writer and NOT change the names because you will see why in a few chapters! Anyways, thanks for all my reviews! I appreciate at least one because it makes it worth it! Thank you, my readers! And to those who are waiting for some Derek/Marysa "romance," just wait... :) this is only the beginning, so be patient, but don't forget we're dealing with Derek who is basically Takumi with another name... ;)

"Three days! Three days! Three days left in these wretched town! Three days!"

Karly was calmly making breakfast in the kitchen of the small apartment, when Marysa danced through the apartment, singing at the top of her voice. Karly just rolled her eyes.

"Heyyyy!" Marysa greeted her sister, grabbing a piece of toast off the counter, to which Karly snatched away.

"No swiping things off the counter on my watch." Karly ordered, briskly.

Marysa returned to the little window room, which technically was part living room and part bedroom. Karly preferred to sleep there because she enjoyed watching the stars at night through the large windows. When Karly finished cooking, she called her sister in. Marysa trudged in, looking dejected, and her sister raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Sure."

"..."

"Let me guess. You have no work today, so you're going to be sitting at home, reading books and whatnot, and not doing anything exciting at all. Then tomorrow, when you go back, all the girls at the café will be chatting up what they did on their off day, while you just stand there totally embarrassed because you did NOTHING at all exciting because you're boring."

Marysa's jaw dropped in horror and surprise. "I'm that boring?"

"Yes, don't get me started."

"Well, at least I'm educated."

"Educated, but even 'educated' people should do something fun in their lives. You know, to get experience on new things."

"But-"

"NO. I refuse to have you in my presence."

"But-"

"You are going out, whether you like it or not."

"But-"

"Hm, while you're out and about, you can snag me some groceries so I can stash it all away in our 'handy-dandy' refrigerator."

"But-"

"Alright, thanks Marysa. I knew you'd be the kind, loving sister that you are. You know, always listening to your sweet little sister. How kind of you." The whole time Karly spoke, her face remained unreadable.

"But-"

"Now, go get dressed. And don't wear bad clothes!" Karly ushered her sister out of the room.

"HEY! You never let me talk!"

"Because you wouldn't listen to me, and you'd argue about some 'project.'"

"Why do I have to go out while you stay at home and do nothing?"

"Who says I'm staying home?" Karly asked. "I'm going to the library." She liked to volunteer at the town's library.

"Aren't you worried I'll come back early?" Marysa smirked.

"No. I prepared ahead." Karly said, still wearing a perfect poker/blank face. In her hand, she held up Marysa's key to the apartment, and the older sister just ogled at her clever sibling in bewilderment.

"..."

Seeing her sister at a loss for words, Karly patted Marysa's shoulder sympathetically, then shoved her towards Marysa's bedroom.

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Fifteen minutes later, Marysa stood outside the apartment building. It was a nice day, not too hot or cold. Marysa's raven colored hair fell down upon her shoulders, and if the angle of light shone in the right place, it almost looked like she had a purple-ish tinge to her lovely locks. The spirited young teenager was not won to wear the latest trends, and stuck to sweatshirts and jeans. She also placed a small purse across her body that held her wallet.

"Ugh, what am I supposed to do?" Marysa wondered. Frustrated that she had been thrown out of her own house by her sister, Marysa frowned. She thought about going to the store, but knowing Karly, her sister wouldn't be home until 5 'o clock. Marysa checked her watch. 1:00 pm. "Great. Four hours of utter nothingness."

Marysa walked slowly to the park, perhaps she could join a game or something. Sometimes, a group of kids would start a game, like soccer, and anyone could join. Not that Marysa ever did, because she stayed inside.

However, when she reached the park it was almost empty, just a few couples walking around. Marysa knew she couldn't visit Sofie, because these days, Sofie's family went on picnics. Marysa sat down on a bench by a tree at the edge of the park, huffing in annoyance and planning to get revenge on her sister.

"Oh, what a coincidence seeing you here." A cheery, and annoyingly familiar voice rang out. Marysa ignored it though, lost in her thoughts of ideas to get back at Karly. It wasn't until someone sat down next to her did she realize that someone was with her.

"I - YOU!" Marysa finally noticed who she was speaking too, and the extra fury of seeing his face made her want to squish every living thing. Yes, it was none other than THE infamous Derek Walker.

"Yes?" Derek smiled, looking at her curiously, those green eyes of his sparkling in the sunlight.

"Wh-what are YOU doing here?" She spluttered, red in the face.

"Eh? Oh, I'm just admiring the view." Derek said, innocently, staring at Marysa.

"Oh, yeah, 'the view.'" Marysa said, sarcasm coating her words as she made air quotes.

"Yeah, and I like it."

"PERVERT! I'VE GOT A PER-"

"-Fect guy in front of you." Derek cut off Marysa's yelling. "Yeah, I hate to boast, but I got to admit, you're right."

"WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT YOU BEING PERFECT?!"

"Obviously you, dearest Rysa."

"DO. NOT. CALL. ME. THAT." If it was possible, it was like Marysa was breathing flames as she said this.

"My apologies," Derek made a mock bow. "I shall call you the Miss Waitress."

"I swear..." Marysa muttered, her eyebrows knotted together.

"Don't swear, Miss Waitress!" The blonde boy laughed as he said that.

"I'M NOT SWEARING! AND HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO NOT CALL ME 'RYSA' OR 'MISS WAITRESS' OR WHATEVER PERVERTED NAMES THAT COME TO MIND? CALL ME JUST 'MARYSA.'"

"Okay, Just Marysa."

"UGH!" Derek's smug smile made Marysa stand up and start speed walking away, highly irritated. Derek just laughed, and then followed her, catching up to her in a short moment.

"Quit following me."

"No. I will follow Just Marysa everywhere~" Derek sang. As they walked, an older couple turned to look at them, smiling. To other people, it sounded like a sweet remark, but to Marysa and Derek, it was death and teasing.

"Ugh, shut up. You're annoying me."

"Why are you here?" Derek asked, changing the subject.

"My little sister kicked me out and I have to run into YOU."

"Haha!"

"Why are you laughing!?"

"YOU getting kicked out by your little sister?! That's hilarious!" Derek said between gasps.

"Idiot. Why is that so funny?"" Marysa glared at him, unamused.

"Because... the great and fearsome Rysa... was kicked out by her little sister!"

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha..." Marysa fake-laughed.

"Well, why don't you spend some quality time with me?" Derek teased, perverted as always.

"Ew, NO THANK YOU."

Derek continued to pester Marysa, his green eyes sparkling with laughter as her amber orbs flashed with a death glare that only he would be able to survive. What the young girl thought would be four boring hours of nothingness turned into six hours of trying to get a certain green-eyed boy away - or as she put it - the perverted weirdo idiotic space alien who bugs me to death.

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Karly looked at the clock, which read 5:45. Frowning, the expressionless sister's face sort of changed into a worriedly blank face, and she hoped nothing had happened to her older sister. Although Marysa was head-strong and stubborn, she also was gullible and aloof, making her vulnerable. However, just when Karly was about to run out to search for her, Marysa came through the door, looking exhausted.

"Oh, you're home." Karly said, emotionless once more.

"Yeah..." Marysa panted, as if she had run a marathon, and wondered how her sister wasn't worried. If Karly wasn't home in a certain amount of time, Marysa would've been knocking down apartment doors searching for her.

"Looks like you got your exercise."

"Yeah..."

"A bath's waiting for you."

"Thanks..." Marysa sighed wearily, and trudged towards the bathroom. Just the thought of sliding into a warm bath made her tingle with relief.

"Something wrong, Rysa?"

"What do you mean Karly?"

"You seem out of it... Did you meet a boy?"

"I guess you could say that..."

"What? You never told me that you - "

"He isn't worth mentioning..."

"Oh... Let me guess," Karly snickered, "He rejected you as soon as he saw you."

"NO, he is stalking me."

"Wow, interesting that my elderly sister is attracting the men, eh?"

"WHAT?!" Marysa screeched. It finally dawned on her what Karly was saying. "No. No. No. NO! It is not like that! I met a random guy at the café who's oh-so-popular, and now he's bugging me and acting like we're best friends, and today he kept following me and he's a perverted weirdo."

"Okay."

"OKAY!?"

"Rysa likes him, she just won't admit it."

Marysa groaned. Her sister didn't care at all. So with that, Marysa ran into the bathroom, cursing Derek Walker under her breath.

An old man was gazing out at the landscape of his mansion, though some might call it a mansion. The moon was shining overhead, but it cast a haunting glow upon his chiseled face. His sharp eyes, almost black, were narrowed. He snapped his fingers and a young man appeared at his side, instantly. The young man may have looked like the old man did when he was younger, but they both had the same aura - the type that makes people wary of someone - a fearful, dominating power.

"Have you looked up on our 'issue'?" The old man snarled, his voice rough.

"Yes sir."

"Prepared the arrival of my package?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, the time has come."

The young man looked at the older one, his eyes full of doubt. "Are you sure of this, my lord?"

"ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY AUTHORITY? IS THIS YOUR DECISION?"

"N-no s-sir."

"Correct, now leave me in peace."

As the young man fled, relieved that he was still alive, the older man gave a low chuckle. His dark eyes flashed with emotion, whether evil or hate, only he knows. He gave a small smile, the kind that make you feel like you've swallowed something nasty.

"Beware, my little 'present' may not be easy to get, so I will have to take drsparate measures, won't I?"

The devil has plans for all of us, though some act like they are they themselves are THE devil and wreak havoc on those who don't deserve it. They torture others, so they feel better and destroy the happiness in the lives of others because they don't know what happiness is. They don't understand how others can be happy when they are not. Maybe they don't even know what they're doing

Or maybe they do, and they will tear apart anyone who is in the way.

It's a sad world, but we can change it.

Or can we?

Haylo! Long time no see, right? So sorry, but i will update soon, and I've decided to do a 'day-skip,' and if you don't understand, you will in the next chapter! Thank you to all my readers, love you so so so much! Reviews are welcome too, I will welcome any suggestions and try to add them into the story!

I'm also thinking about making a 'REVIEWS' section for next chapter, that way I can reply to those who reviewed on the last chapter in each new chapter, how fun! How's that sound? Please review, my lovelies, because that helps motivate me to update! I will try to update faster! I've had some school projects, and really busy, thanks for understanding!

Oh, I know how this chapter is shorter and kind of rambles on, and gets confusing... It should get clearer as we progress... And if you're worried that I've stopped writing because of slow updates, don't worry, I will write a chapter to you guys so you know! That applies to all my stories!

Now I will finally shush! Hehe!

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XO, haylo4ever