Hey guys. Now firstly, I would just like to inform anyone who reads my other story, "Alone with him", that I will be continuing with it even though I haven't updapted in over a month. Now this story, I've been thinking of doing for a few weeks, but I've made a few changes. And it won't involve the Mew project. Anyways...

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM. JUST THIS PLOT. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Ichigo's P.O.V.

"I so can't believe summer's over tomorrow" complained my best friend Mint Aizawa.

"Yeah, you'd think that the school would know that two months aren't long enough for us" said Lettuce Modorikawa, my other best friend.

"Since when does the school care about us?" asked Pudding Fong, another of my BFFs.

We were walking threw the shopping center, on our way to meet my fourth best friend, Zakuro Fujiwara, outside 'David & Goliath' (A.N. I don't own David & Goliath or it's amazing £20 shirts).

When we got there, Zakuro was just about to go in.

"Hey, Zakuro! Wait for us!" called Pudding.

"Sorry, but waiting was getting to me" she said.

"Can we please start shopping now. None of my outfits are good enough for tomorrow" said Mint.

"Looks aren't everything" I said.

"They are to me."

I forgot to mention, my name is Ichigo Momomiya, 16 years old, and you can't blame Mint for being like that. When we started school, she got picked on for the way she looked, even though she's always been one of the prettiest girls I've ever met.

"I think I'll get this one. What do you think, Ichigo?" she asked me, showing me a red top with a monkey on it.

"That'll look great on you" I replied.

Pudding's always reminded of monkeys. I guess it's because when we were 7 she was always on the monkey bars in the play ground. But she's also the most energetic person I know.

"Do you think this is any good, Zakuro?" Lettuce asked looking at a shirt that had two owls saying 'WE'RE IN CAHOOT' (A.N. LOL. That shirt actually exist).

"I think that's fine" Zakuro answered.

Lettuce is never sure about things, so she always wants someone else's opinion. She's also quiet and gentle, but I think she's becoming a little bit more confident.

Zakuro's always been like a sister to us. She makes sure that we know that we can rely on eachother. If we ever need advice, we ask her.

Pudding and Lettuce bought the tops they had chosen. Zakuro got a top that had a rock with Xs for eyes and a celabrating piece of paper and scissors. The shirt read 'ROCK IS DEAD! LONG LIVE PAPER AND SCISSORS!' (A.N. It exists too).

Mint decided to get a shirt that had a cereal box, that had the same expression as the rock on Zakuro's top, and an evil looking milk carton. It read 'CEREAL KILLER' (A.N. My friend's got that one).

Typical, I'm always the last to choose.

"Hurry up Ichigo" Mint winged.

"What about this?" I said lifting up a pink T-shirt, with an angry looking, half-eaten cookie, that read 'ONE TOUGH COOKIE' (A.N. I'm wearing it now XD).

"It describes you pretty well" said Lettuce.

What she said is true. I try not to let things get to me.

As son as I got it, Mint forced us to go shoe shopping. On the way, Mint decided to let the rest of us in on the lattest gossip.

"Apparently, Yumi's had plastic surgery" she said.

"That's not possible. She would never do that" answered Zakuro.

"Mint, where did you hear that?" asked Lettuce.

"I heard it from Moe, who heard it from miwa who heard it from Kimiko."

"Well that explains it" I said.

"What do you mean, Ichigo?" she asked.

"You should know by now that half the stuff she says is bullspit."

And so concludes chapter one. I really did mean bullspit. The next chapter will be up soonish. Sorry but I've got to go now. Ja ne.

^o^Sugar^o^