Killer rookie. *bleh*

Honestly, I don't know where to start. A lot of things happened in the dance you know? As in...a lot. You would be amused yourself if you saw it. I'm not actually fond of dances, let alone this and putting make ups and all. Reeeally.

But seeing Haru-kun in tux is really...oh, okay, I skipped some parts. Okay. Rewind.

I stepped on the outside of the auditorium. Really. The school really prepared for it. There were banners, and inside it are cocktail punches, and chicken wings and--oppsie! Blabbing. I know right?

Anyway, The first thing I did? To pity myself. I didn't know Akira-nee would make me realize that I'm crappy with what I look at the moment. Like. Whoa. They look like prince and princesses and me..? A damsel in distress. I might not be a physic but I can clearly see that through their looks on me.

Really. SCARY.

You might be imagining what I looked like at that time ne? Well, you probably don't want to. Because I tell you, it's not worth imagining.

Okay, I didn't mind of course. Like I care? The important thing is--whoa! FOOD! That's right. I went straight  the buffet table after the pitying part. Heh, must be tired of the pitying perhaps.

Anyway, after which, of course, I chose a table for me to settle down. Oh, and after finishing up my food? Guess who came.

C'mon. Easy guess desho?

Oh, riiiight. It's Haru-kun. Like...YEAH! Oh my. What a prince! *hearts* There. Time to imagine!

To be honest, he's the only person I know (even at first sight) who made me feel like a princess, cheesiness aside. Special. Yes. When I was a kid, I never thought that those special treatments coming from my pops and my mom and my older siblings was...princess-like. Well, baby-like, yeah. And in years with them? I don't know. Haru-kun made me feel like...oh well. I can't explain. But the heart-thumping and...all that? Nervy. but yeah. Special. Don't want to lose it. I really---okay, off topic! On to the next part.

Well, after that, dance. Yeah. It's not my first time to dance mind you. When I was a kid, Akira-nee told me how. She was like, "a fine lady should dance well no?" But I'm really not much of a dancer. And yes, yes. A singer. Don't rub it in. I got it.

But yeah. First time to dance on a...dance. Oh, what am I saying? Well, I mean, like prom-like or something.

And..know what? It's nervy. Reeeeally nervy I tell you.

But when I heard Haru-kun's re-assuring words make me float on air. Waha. Ridiculous I know. But, I think that's the exact feeling that I felt. Call it the ninth cloud feeling. And...lemme tell you this, it's amazing.

When he approached me to dance. I really didn't know how to react. Well of couse I would want to, but...anything better than that?

Oh, and heck, my heels won't cooperate. I mean, why that time?!?!?!

So, sadly, we went back on the table for a while. Too bad.

And then we went on to play a teasing game and talk about unrequited/one-sided love. Oh my. I didn't know how to react on this. Haru-kun's being...stubborn! And he really thought that it was an unrequited love eh? Well no. And... yanno, I'm more stubborn than him. Why would I let him be my partner for the dance if I really wanted us to be strangers?

Why? Because I'm selfish. Selfish to things for me. Not thinking about things which maybe bad for him. Right?

(Ohhh!! We're getting on the good parts!! HAHAHA!)

For the second time, he asked me to--oh! Yes! The twins came! They were both so cute back there! Okay, so back on the topic at hand. The dance floor's really crowded at that time yanno? So...where to go? On the garden. Hmm...sweet..and cold. /faints.

HAHA. The climax (and my most awaited part, haha.) came. Actually, I didn't expect it. Not at all. I mean, I've always known Haru-kun to be er...self-controlled. Well, yanno what I mean.

Waha. He kissed me.

Okay, okay. DON'T SUE ME! I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO REACT TOO! T'WAS TOO FAST THAT I HADN'T EVEN HAD THE TIME TO CLOSE MY EYES! (Ohmy. :P)

But really. It was unexpected. And I don't know if I would be happy or not. But on the side note, I know I was happy eh?

Hah. And guess who won the Princess' title.

Unluckily, that's me. Am I happy?

Partly yes, and no.

No, because I would be happier if they picked someone better than me. Well, they can't really pick since it's a poll, but..ugh. Oh well, it doesn't even matter.

Anyway, yes, because, I had fun dancing with Takeru-kun (the one who won the Prince's title). He's really...hyper. Why yes..like me!!! He's a gentleman, really. Take that from me. Oh yeah, the announcer Rika-chan's hyper too!

What do I get? A whooping beautiful bouquet and a glittery sash. Yes. Glittery. Glittery silver, to be precise. And of course, the chance in the royal dance, which, I really didn't...need to get.

OH YES. After that? School. Don't ask. You know what a student would answer the moment he/she would hear that word.

Future? Hmm...

"Right, the cards you have picked are the one-two-three-four and five of clubs. It's kind of strange, but I'm getting a very unstable sense of this. It means that your future can be changed. Someone will come after you. Someone you know will attempt to take the life of someone you hold dear. You will be asked...to return. And that is apparently something negative.'''

This was the exact words of the fortune-teller student at QSS, Mina. I asked her if I would die soon, and I just rolled my eyes with all the things that she said.

Only thing clear to me? Something BAD's going to happen.

BOO. BOO. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Great. Just the person I don't expect the most. Akira-nee. Niiiiiice. I don't know if I would thank God or not. Well, it's not that I don't want to see her. I've missed her actually. Very much. 'Cause compared to Asou-nii, she's more...say, approachable?

I'm actually scared of him. Just one sharp look on his eyes you'd go, "Waaaa! Don't kill me!!"

Yes, yes. He's the only person I know who's can emit an assassin-like aura, very much far from me or Akira-nee.

Soo...simply saying, he's the only sane-slash-normal person among us three. :P

But, when it comes to this stuffs. I don't like being Akira-nee's Barbie. Well, she can bribe me, sometimes-like candies or a free lunch on my favorite restaurant...blah blah.

The overreacting poses...OHMY. I started regretting to be my sister when we come to poses like, "C'mon Yumi-chii...more sexier!!"

She's like...oh. Anyway, what's the point?

( RANT AHEAD. Want to go on? Suuuuure. )

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[ooc: It's in past tense, sorry. Please pretend that I did all those rant before these things below.]
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Okay. That's not that nice. But, I persevered! ^____________^ I deserve a good congratulations to that eh? *celebrating with herself*

"Yumi-chii?"

*sigh* Might as well go to the dance then. What a torture. -_-" "Yes nee-sama?"

"Bring home the bacon, honey!!! A hot guy would be great!"

Oh please. Here we go again.

"Oh, and Asou's with me."

"What?"

I'm really nervous. What is this feeling?? Am I...say, nervous? But...er, why?

Oh, hell yeah. *hits self* It's the dance tomorrow night. *smiles* I almost forgot. So that's why I'm having this kind of...feeling or...am I just hungry??

Tomorrow night. That's right. Tomorrow night would be one of my best night in QSS. Hopefully. :P

Because, like duuuuh? All of the students will be there right? And...and...food! Right!

Honestly, even though I have something to wear, geez, I don't know how to fix myself! Should I...ask Ayana-chan for help then?? *shakes head* No. She too have to fix herself, baka.

Well, anyway, whate--no wait! Haru-kun's...going with me right?

*inside her mind--imagine Tamaki's Mind Theaters*


*eyes glimmering* HUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Yes, yes..That might happen ne? OMY. I'm so embarrassed! Like...Yiiii~~~! I'm so excited!! I'm so---oh, shoooot.

Oh, geez, so why do I have to forget such an important detail??? NOW I HAVE TO FIX MYSELF! Daarn. But...how? Ask Akira-nee...?? HAHA. NO. Never. I wouldn't want her to make me look like an idiot on this big day. Or maybe she ca--AH! Ayumi! NO.

*inner battle continues. 30 minutes later...*

Okay. *sigh* I just have to...see what can I do, then. *gulp*

Wish me luck!
[ ooc: Wish me luck eh? Hope I can make it. *shotshot*]

Okay, okay. Please vent out your anger on Ayumi here. ^______^ It's free of charge and she wouldn't kill you for that. :))) LOL.

[Ayumi: HOMGHOMGHOMG. Is there something wrong?? :((]

Haha. Don't mind her. She's nuts. :))