A/N: YO ! So, like I said, (if you read the author's note previously before I removed it) I did continue on the story, and again, SORRY FOR THE SUPER MASSIVE DELAY ! ;D enjoy.

Chapter 8: A New Start

URGHHH. Can't anyone close the freaking blinds? Must be mom. How many times do I have to tell that bitch to ALWAYS close the blinds before bed? GAH. Forcing my eyelids to open, my vision was getting clearer by every nanosecond. I looked around me, then realized. Right, I left that woman's house. Stupid short-termed-memory-ness. If there's even such word, that is. I stood up and closed the blinds, then looked at my bunny shaped clock which told me it was nine thirty in the morning. Instead of going back to those cozy, cozy sheets, I went ahead to start my daily routine.

"How nice it would be if there were two freshly toasted bread on the table waiting to be devoured." Amu muttered under my breath, knowing there'd be no reply. I hate to admit it, but I'm lonely. I been living in this apartment alone now for like, what, 3 months? Putting the thought away, Amu moved my heavy body towards the fridge, and checked out what should be her first meal for the day, just when the doorbell rang. She ignored the person at the door, and continued her search.

Apple?

No. I'm too lazy to peel them.

Oooh, grapes.

Nah, not filling.

Banana?

She reached out for it, but flinched. Bananas are too filling. By now, the bell rang for the second time. Clearly, my guest isn't a patient one. "HOLD ON!" I shouted towards the living room, and went on with my silent debate.

Guavas are worst in the mornings.

Now, the bell rung for the third time. Losing her patience, Amu ran to the door.

"You know, there's something called-" Amu was cut off by the smell. The one and only AROMA of my favourite food. Only he will know.

-(amu's pov)-

"You know, you must thank me." Shin said as he stared at me eating the packed fried rice. I clicked my tongue, knowing that it'll be impolite when you're having your mouth of rice. But who cares, it's the Chinese FRIED RICE we talking about here, hello.

"Fine, fine. Your highness, I thank you for this glorious nutritional meal." I gave him a dramatic accent, he frowned.

"It's Your MAJESTY, not Your HIGHNESS. That was for females, you topscorer." Shin said while slanting his lips. I raised my eyebrow.

"Note sarcasm, hello." He raised an eyebrow, while crossing his arms.

Great.

"So what brought you here?" I took a shrimp towards my mouth. Man, it's good.

"To see you have your meal." He gave a seductive smile. I swear to god I felt blood rushing to my cheeks. Trying to hide it, I looked straight down at the rice, trying to think of a comeback, before he cut me off. He raised my chin, until the level that our eyes met.

"Now there's another reason."

Now, there's one problem.

Right now, my heart is beating as fast as it beats when I'm around Ikuto.

"Damn that bitch! How dare she say that to me? UGH." Next thing you know, Utau's posse walked away from her, without her even noticing. "Josie, give me my damn phone. I'm going ask Ikuto out for lunch today." Utau raised her hand up, expecting the phone to be in her hand in the next few seconds.

"JO-" she said, feeling emptiness in her hand, while she turned around. She felt embarrassed as she realised that she'd been talking to herself for some time. Feeling helpless without her posse, she immediately went to look for them.

"Ikuto. Definitely." Hara said, before filing her mouth with potato chips. Three of them, Amu, Hara and her childhood friend, Nakayama Riko. Hara and Riko were both lying on the bed. Riko was browsing through the latest English magazine on Seventeen. Hara was painting her toenails carefully, while Amu was on Riko's dressing table, checking out her make-up.

"No way! It has to be Shin. He's been there for her when she was down! Yes, he helped that Hoshino, but he's still nice to Amu now! What about Ikuto? He did nothing but made Amu-chan cry." Riko debated.

"HEY! Why are you guys still choosing over who should I date? I think of Shin as a close friend, okay." Amu blushed, now moving towards the bed, then sitting on it.

"Heard that? She's still going for Ikuto." Riko stuck her tongue out, before stealing a chip from Hara.

"Who said I was gonna go back for Ikuto? Jeez, you guys, I need some time to think okay?" Amu was now turning on the television set, then sitting on the chair with the remote in her hand.

"AMU-CHAN. Quick! Ikuto-kun's calling!" Riko handed over the vibrating phone to Amu, thinking whether she should be picking his call or not.

"What're you waiting for? Pick up th-" Amu picked up the call, not wanting Riko-san to nag her anymore.

"He – Hello? Ikuto-kun?"

"Hey. I was wondering if you could come to the hospital? I need to talk to you."

"Uh… Okay? I'll be on my way." Amu flipped down her cell, then looking pitifully at Riko who was grinning like a freak, and Haru giving a sloppy face. "Go on." Haru sighed.

A/N:

Thanks for keeping up with me. I'm sorry that it's such a short chapter, but I have my exams around the corner, so this is all I can come up with for now. I'll make sure I write more for the next chapter! SEEEYOUUU. 3

-sharon