One Hectic Roller Coaster to Love

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* A/N :Waaaa! Made a new story! Well, this one is a Japanese story line and plot, so it's not the type of teen fiction you think.

It's a shoujo romance type of novel. I know, you guys might be like 'why did she created one, when her other books are not even completed yet??' . . . yeah, but I wanted to make a heart-warming story, about a young girl who realizes love is much more than she can ever imagine. I created this book, since I've read sooo many shoujo romance manga's, and they were all so frickin cute and it's a type of genre where you'll find yourself legit screaming for more.

Anyways, please please please comment and vote for this book, if you think it is interesting!

Cloudsofhappiness .

HARUKA'SPOV:

I shiver under the sensei's (teacher*) wooden table (aka my hiding spot).

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I am Haruka Aiko. A fifteen year old, extremely short, 145 cm girl. I am really quiet, and plain, I have to admit. I have short blonde hair, and a hobby of mine is . . . probably hiding in lockers when someone is trying to find me.

Today was my first day at a new school, and I'm scared.

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Come onHaruka! Just stand up on your two fragile feet and at least say your name in front of the classroom.

"Oh my," Sensei sighed, placing her hand on her chest and looking around for me. "I'm sure I had brought Haruka with me in the class room now."

I stand up trembling, moving away from sensei's table, and stood in front of everyone, right in front of the chalk board.

"Ahh there you are, Haruka - san!" Sensei smiled, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"H-hello," I looked down onto the ground, but giving my small hand a wave. "I'm H-haruka, H-haruka A-aiko." I stammered, too scared to look up at everyone's faces.

"I hope you all look after me this year!" I said quickly as possible, then bowing my head.

There was murmur in the classroom all of a sudden.

"Ehh! Isn't she cute?" A girl commented, twirling her hair around her finger.

"Wow, she is cute and so small! Like a little bird!"

"Yeah, she is kawaii(cute*), isn't she?!" Stated another.

The door slided suddenly and came in a very tall and bright boy.

I turned to the door, looking the boy who had interrupted, which fortunately meant I was saved.

"Ohayo(morning*) Sensei and everybody!" He waved to everybody, smiling so brightly.

"Ohayo Daisuke - kun!!" The crowd of girls and guys replied immediately.

"Ahh, you're late, Daisuke Matsuo! Any particular reason?" Sensei called him, eyeing him suspiciously.

He walks over to me, looking down towards my small body.

'How tall and bright he is,' I thought. 'Just like the sun.'

Daisuke - kun had dark black hair, he was also extremely tall, and had really nice and manly features.

He pats my head, "You're the new student?" He questions, ignoring sensei's question.