SHIELD

Please Key,only my subjects in ChibiLand must bow and just throwing this in there but also must clean my palace floors with toothbrushes j/k. XD .But seriously I'm looking forward to reading more when you get the chance to post more:D

Ah, sorry about that. I was supposed to post the next chapter today but I ended up busier than I had expected. I'm trying to finish it now.

Hm,okay Key.Just take your time.We all like to read more but if you have school work or other stuff going on then we can wait c:

I really appreciate all the time you guys have put into reading this. Thank you very much. The first chapter shouldn't take too long now.

Chapter 1 - High-school? - Hey! Hurry up Ayumi! I don't want to end up late because of you! Miho was walking as fast as she could, without allowing herself to just dash off in distance with the girl she had locked up in arms, forcing her to keep up that exhausting rhythm. - For God's sake, Miho! It's only 7 o'clock! Since when do you worry so much about arriving to school on time? - School? Time to wake up Ayu, we're going to see the new student. I asked Summer yesterday, and as expected of her, she seen his photo! Apparently he's SUPER HOT! - Wh-WHAT?! I thought you'd take a break from boys… It's been only 2 days since Michael broke up with you and you're alrea-! - Carpe diem Ayu, Carpe diem. - ...You really chose what you want to learn from classes don't you? They both started laughing as they arrived at the high-school gate. At this time of day, it should normally still be relatively empty, but a loud group of girls was there today, blocking the entrance. - See?! – said Miho – The others are already here! - Yeah, whatever. It's not like I care anyway. Because of your obsession with boys I lost the opportunity to eat Robert's croissants. - Stop thinking with your stomach for a second! Come on! Let's get in there… «BIIP BIIIIIIIIP!!!» As if appearing from the ether, a luxurious white limousine parked right in front of the group of girls. Without waiting for the driver, who's job was to open the door for her, a girl suddenly jumped out of the car's back seat. Ameryn Alesha Galvis Van Dover was a 17 years old girl of Russian origin. With her petite stature, blonde hair and blue eyes, she was the cause for more than one torticollis, in both males and females alike. Once, outside the vehicle, she quickly checked to make sure that her custom made uniform remained impeccable, adjusted her sunglasses on the top of her head and scanned the area, searching for the deadly stare of her eternal rival. - Ggh! Perfect, Humus is here... - whispered Suho to her friend. Miho Soledad Preciosa de la Rosa Fuko, girl of Spanish and Japanese origin, 17 as well, brunette, eyes of the same colour and a body of those that had been forged through the sweat and blood spilled on the court, and yet somehow managed to remain elegantly feminine. She remain stiff as a plank when Ameryn came to stand up to her, right in her face. - Don't even dream about taking this one away from me! – shouted Ameryn as her own form of greeting – This one is gonna be mine! - Keep ‘on dreamin' lady! – immediately retorted Miho – You'll be losin' him to me too! - Is that so? Well you'll be having some work to do. Check this out! She stepped aside so that Miho could see Ameryn's usual legion of fans following their idol like a gang of little puppies. The thing was that Ameryn was pretty famous. She had come out victorious in one of those popular talent shows and had rapidly taken the country by storm. In a few years, she had made albums, starred in box-office movies y was earning more money than that which her local bank could afford itself to keep. On the other hand, Miho wad the captain of the high school's sports club. She always stood up in championships and tournaments in which she took place, and she had already amass a huge following amongst citizens who could already promise she's have a brilliant future as an athlete. If we took out the girls' extravagantly long names, the only thing the two of them had in common were their beauty and the fact they both competed to see which of them was the most popular amongst the male masses. - Pleaaaase girls, don't start so early in the morning! – intervened Ayumi attempting to come in between the two before the hostilities could start. Ayumi Marise, on her side, was reasonably tall girl, blonde with brown eyes. She was Miho's best friend, which often meant get mixed in the duo's quarrels, to serve as mediator between the two of them. She didn't have anything extremely special to set her apart from the other two, but despite being somewhat of a scatterbrain, she was a very smart girl, ranking third on the high-school's grades ranking. She was also the daughter of a very powerful businessman, which, alone was already enough reason for her to be know across the land. The three of them were often referred to as the “3 stereotypes”; being by far, the most famous trio of girls, not only in the Samuels institute, but also in the general vicinity. They also tended to become the centre of "scenes", which would culminate in a mass brawl and only disperse after the police (or at least some kind of authority) got involved. Ameryn's fervent legion of fans started circling her, and the closest ones were already "discussing" which one of them would have the honour of asking for her autograph first... or straight up ask her hand in marriage. However, the interested was too occupied by her verbal scuffle with the rival to pay them any attention. All that noise attracted the attention of the group of girls who joined the crowd, forgetting for a moment the primary reason of their being here in the first place. Ayumi was too used to this kind of scenes to give it any more attention than it should, so she forced her way out of the crowd, still longing for the banquet of croissants that Robert, the family’s butler had promised her for this morning and she had unfortunately missed. Little by little, the rest of the students arrived at the scene and, because they were unable to proceed any further, ended up joining the party that was already starting to block the road. Another limousine arrived and had no choice but to park on the last tidbit of space available, since the driver couldn't take the risk to run over someone.