(=ﾟωﾟ)ﾉ Hey, look! I'm back! I totally lied to you when I said that this story was going to rarely be updated, didn't I? Naw, I'm just super stoked about revealing my first actual piece of writing (that wasn't a school assignment) to the public! Yay! Anyways, on with the story1

SPARKLE PROJECTILES

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DISCLAIMER

I, sadly, do not own any part of Shugo Chara! If I did, Ikuto wouldn't have left Amu like that. Y^Y

"Amu-chan?" My mom called up the stairs." Someone's here to see you!"

'Ugh. I wonder who it could be' I thought to myself. "Send him away" I shouted back.

"Umm, sweetheart? It's a girl." I could hear the chuckle in her voice.

I felt extremely confused. Then, I just HAPPENED to remember the fact that Rima and I are going to Yaya's birthday party in an hour. "Oh, all right! Send her up, then!"

I heard the pitter-patter of footsteps on the stairs and the creaking of my door opening. I figured it was probably Rima, so I crammed my face into my closet and busied myself with the daunting task of finding something to wear to a party.

"Are you SERIOUSLY not ready to go yet?" Rima sounded peeved. "You were super excited about going to this party. yet you completely forgot that it was toady!" I flinched at her rising volume. "I can't-"

"Ikuto called." I mumbled, stopping her in her tracks. I peeked my head out of my closet to see Rima standing there with a shocked expression on her face, opening and closing her mouth like a fish, desperately trying to find something appropriate to say.

"O-Oh." Was all she could manage. "Um... Why don't you wear this?" Rima was obviously trying to change the subject, but the outfit she picked up wasn't exactly helping her cause. She had picked up my "breakup outfit". Seeing it made my eyes misty and my lower lip start to tremble. Rima quickly threw down the outfit and ran over to try to comfort me. "A-Are you okay?" The concern on her face made my smile a bit, despite my nearly overflowing bucket of feels.

"Yeah, s'okay" I managed.

"What should we get Yaya for her birrthday?" Rima asked, trying, once again, to change the subject. This time, however, she was sucessful.

"Well, let me think," I said sarcastically, "What does Yaya like?"

"Hmm... Candy and Kai- Candy. She likes candy." her blantly obvious attempt at forcing the subject of the conversation away from romance and boyfriends made me burst out laughing. "What!" She asked, shocked by my reaction. "What is it!" Her slightly terrified expression only made me laugh harder. "Hinamori-san! I think Amu has lost her mind!" Rima called down to my mom.

"Oh, honey, don't worry. That ship sailed years ago!" My mom shouted back.

I was trying super hard to calm myself down. Once I was successful, I called down to my mom, "Mom! Could you stop by the supermarket and grab some candy?"

"What for?"

"Yaya's birthday party!" I shouted back up to her.

"Roger that, Cadet! Yaya-sized candy portion, coming right up!" I chuckled at my mom's response.

"Oh, no!" Rima shouted. "We are not going through THAT again!" she said while tackling me, causing both of us to fall back onto my beanbags, giggling. "Okay, Amu-chan. We REALLY need to find you something to wear to this party!" she sais seriously, standing up stiffly like a stereotypical soldier.

"Roder that, Seargent Mashrio!" I stood up in the same stiff way Rima did and mimiked my mom's tone from earlier.

We dug through my closets and talked about boys and school and all the other stuff girls talk about. "I swear! With the luck I'm having now with guys, I should seriously consider becoming a lesbian!" I joked. Rima chuckled and held up an outfit.

"This one?" She asked, watching my face for any signs of disapproval. When she saw none, she threw it at me and promptly told me to 'get dressed'. I walked into the bathroom and took off (though 'peeled off' would probably be a better word) my sweaty pajamas and slipped into the dress. Said dress was a vanilla color with a huge pick ribbon, about an inch wide, tied around the waist of the dress and looped into an impressive 4-loop bow in the back. It was strapless, but the skirt was slightly poofy and came down to just above my knees. I'd say that this dress is pretty Yaya party-worthy. It was then that Rima oped the bathroom door and shoved some shoes in my face.

"Put these on" She demanded. I did as I was told. The shoes had about a half-inch, cork, wedge and they were the same sakura pink as the ribbon on my dress and my hair. They had a large 4-loop bow on the side, but vanilla insted of pink, and fit like sandals. When I stepped out of the bathroom Rima nearly dropped her cellphone and breathed, "Wow." I flinched at the flash of her cellphone camrea.

"Who're 'ya texting?" I asked. Of course I would want to know who she was sending pictures of me to.

"Nagi," she stated simply.

"Ah. Shall we go downstairs, then?" I said, putting on my best snobby gentleman voice and sticking out my elbow.

"Yes, I suppose we shall." Rima said giggling and placing her hand on my elbow. We walked downstairs like that. I had my nose in the air, and that plus the wedges caused me to nearly fall down th stairs and nearly break my neck on more than one occasion.

It sure feels good to bond with friends after feeling like a jerk from talking to your ex-boyfriend over the phone.

A wild chapter 2 appeared! Omigawd it hurts to do anything other than write or type because I did 3 WHOLE PUSH-UPS ON FRIDAY! That's three more than usual! Although, I'm pretty sure it was not worth it. My shoulders HURRTTT. *que dramatic music*

I also did not mean to offend ANYONE with that "lesbian" comment earlier. It's just kinda there so you could get a feel for what they were talking about without having to type the entire conversation! Yay! Shortcuts! I'm so lazy...

BIE MY DARLING BABY SQUIRRELS

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