Your Tricks Won't Make Me Fall (OHSHC)

Chapter Fourteen: I'm a Model!!

I walk into school the next day so happy I might burst.

"Good morning, Kitten!" Tamaki greets. I roll my eyes. I'm not happy with him, but I won't let it bring me down.

I sit down in my chair. I look for my sketch pad and remember that Yuzuha has it.

"Are you looking for something?" The guy who sits in front of me asks.

"No, I just remembered that I don't have it- Oh, hey Masato." I greet looking up. He's sitting on his desk surrounded by a few friends.

"Hi, Kasumi." He greets me in a upset tone.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Well, yesterday I asked you to call me Masa, and you're not doing it." He says in a pouty tone.

"If you're trying to make me feel guilty, it's not working. Nothing and Nobody can rain on my parade today." I say triumphantly. He smiles at me.

"And that would be because...?" He encourages me to tell him.

"Something that I can't tell you just yet, but as soon as I can, you'll be the first one to know. I promise." I promise him that I'll tell him first.

"That makes me feel very reassured." He tells me. I look at him very confused.

"Reassured of what?" I ask him. He smiles and leans down. His lips graze my ear. It sends a shiver down my spine.

"Of how much you like me." He whispers. I'm shocked into silence, yet I know there's a small, barely noticeable blush on my cheeks. He pulls back, smirking.

"Sure..." I say sarcastically. His smirk doesn't fade.

"You can't deny it. I see it in the way you look at me, how you smile when I talk, the way you talk to me." He tells me with a more serious tone. It makes my heart flutter just by the way his voice sounds. When I think about it, maybe I do like Masato... I do all those things. I smile at him.

"We'll just have to wait and see, Masa. Only time will tell." I inform him. He smiles at me.

"I've got all the time in the world to wait for you." He declares as the final bell sounds. The teacher comes in the room and everybody takes their seats.

"Alright class, please open your books to page 137..." My thoughts trail off as a note lands on my desk.

    'Talk to me later?
          ~Masa'

I scribble 'sure' on the note and toss it on his desk. Then I start to pay attention to what the teacher is saying. I pay full attention for the rest of class and do all my work.

At the first break I started packing up my things.

"Where are you going, Kasumi?" Masato questions.

"Um, I have a meeting." I state. He gives me a quizzical look. He doesn't question me any further, which I am grateful for.

"Will you be back later?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah. I'll be back around lunch." I tell him. He finally smiles again. A beautiful smile indeed. I rush my way out of the classroom, nearly knocking myself into Tamaki.

"Where are you going?!" He asks trying to block me. I swivel around him.

"No time to explain!!" I yell as a rush down the hall. Not that I would want to explain it to him anyway. I'm still pissed at him.

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Ten minutes later, the car had pulled up to Yuzuha Hitachiin's fashion company. I walk in and to the front desk.

"You're name please?" A beautiful secretary asks me.

"Kasumi Roromiya, here for a meeting with Yuzuha Hitachiin." I declare overly-confidently. She smiles at me.

"Yuzuha will be meeting you on the third floor, go right on up."

The third floor was nothing but a bunch of photo shoots. Several dressing stations awaited, plus makeup stations, and backgrounds.

"Kasumi!! I'm so happy traffic didn't delay you! We must get straight to work if we can get one frame down in the time we have. Can you come back after school? So we can finish all our frames today?" She asks. I nod frantically.

"O-of course Mrs.Hitachiin!!" I tell her immediately. She smiles widely at me.

"Fantastic! Now go put this on so we can get you into hair & makeup!!" She cheers handing me a dress bag and a pair of heels. I nod and go to the changing station.

I start wondering about the just a practice shoot part of this, but don't ask Yuzuha. I should just be grateful for a job. Especially a job that guarantees my future is going to be successful.

I do all the poses that the photographer asked me to do. As my makeup was getting washed off, and my hair put into a ponytail to go back to school, I overheard the photographer's conversation with Yuzuha.

Photographer: "Oh Yuzuha! She's such a gem, so beautiful! And she did everything I asked her to do!"

Yuzuha: "I know! She is the perfect new model. I'm so happy her parents granted permission for her to become my model! I can't wait to get her photos in this weeks issue of the magazine!"

Photographer: "I hope she'll be as cooperative this afternoon, too!"

So, my parents actually gave permission for me to do this, wow. I have to send a gift to Chairman Suoh later, to thank him for letting me have this opportunity, too.

This is so great!! I'm actually a model!!!

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I arrive back at school just in time for lunch. I'm flagged down in the cafeteria by Masato. He's sitting at a small table, with only two chairs.

"How was your... meeting?" He asks oddly.

"It was really good! I can't wait to tell you all about it!" I inform him. He smiles at me.

"So tell me all about it." He encourages. I shake my head 'no'.

"I can't tell you just yet." I inform him. His smile fades.

"Oh." Is the only thing he says.

"I'm sorry, Masa. I really want to tell you, but I was asked not to by my supervisor. Earlier, you asked me to talk to you, what is it you wanted to talk about?" I ask, changing the subject. He smiles.

"Well, the team has a game after school, and I was hoping you could come." I get really excited until I realize I can't.

"Oh, Masa, I really would love to,-" He cuts me off.

"But you cant't. Like always..." he states sadly.

"I'm so so sorry!! I really want to come, Masa, but what I'm doing tonight is really important. It could set up my future." I tell him as I rise. He rises, too. I walk around the table and give him a quick hug and then I leave the cafeteria, even though there is twenty minutes left of lunch.

I just couldn't stand to stay there with that sad look on Masato's face...