Notes : Ganbatte tranlates into "Do youre best" in Japanese:)kanji: 頑張って (がんばって)
It took me a century to update but I did it! Woot! I probably won't take as long next time. But you never know...
So some of you (or not) may know who the white haired boy is if you know Nu'est <3 but if not i'll tell you later :) Thank you for the veiws! I'll do my best! ;)
As Meeka and I rolled into the parking lot of the Ramen shop she seemed a bit nervous. " Hey Meeka are you okay?" She nodded at me. "yeah...I have another surprise for you!" Once again I was all ears. "What is it this time?" She smiled at me. "You will know once you get out" I noticed that there were a lot of expensive looking cars in the parking lot. I immediately grew suspicious. ''What's with all the expensive cars?'' She gave me a glare. "Akira I know you're worried because of the cars, but not to worry!" She patted me on the back. "We'll be fine this time!" That's right. This time. All the other times have been bad. Everytime I go with Meeka. Whether I go to a cafe with her, a photo shoot, or even to her house. I always seem to catch attention. Maybe because I don't look like a Victorias Secret model. Meeka parked her Bentely next to a white Bugatti. And I was planning on riding an old rusty bike. Glad Meeka stopped me.
We stepped out of the car and I could tell Meeka was getting a bit nervous. "What's wrong Meeka?" Meeka fixed her hair a bit and turned towards me. "Akira, no matter what happens...we'll still be sisters right?" A bit confused but calm I hugged her. "Ganbatte!" She nodded until we saw one of Meekas snobby friends. Her name was Maria. "Hey girrrl!" Meeka smiled back. "Hey Maria!" She looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Why is trash here?" I looked at her blankly and smiled. "How are you too Maria?" Even though I'm used to being called names, I let the verbal abuse roll off me. Meeka however, doesn't like that. She has to be friends with rich snobby people. Its a rich people thing. "Come on Maria, stop that! Don't mess with Akira!" Maria looked at Meeka. "Haha I was just having a little fun!" Meeka looked stern. "You better be." With that we walked into the Ramen shop and saw something so amazing.
Gold trimmings. Gold trimmings ever where. On the tables, on the walls, the chairs, and the door. It looked expensive. I saw a bunch of people wearing dresses and and suits and I was wearing sweat pants and a white t-shirt. Even Meeka was dressed as if she was getting an award. I powered walked my way through the crowd bumping into some people. I just loved the way they looked when I bumped into them. They looked like I offended their great ancestor's. I walked towards Meeka's parents and they were dressed nicely as well. "Mrs..Mrs Adams?" Meekas mom knows me well. Ever since I was younger she didn't seem to fond of her "expensive" daughter hanging out with "cheap trash" She just had to put up with me. "Oh! You're here?" She looked at me with a fake smile. "Yes I am." I said proudly. "Whats going on? Meeka isn't telling me anything." Meekas dad comes out all happy. Meekas dad is always trying to find money. Whether it be an investment in oil, or owning a business. He is always about money. And he always wins. He even tells me sometimes how to trick the clerk into getting more money. And I have to say, it does work sometimes. "A wonderful day has approached us Akira!" He says. "Why don't you go ask her for more details?" and with that he danced to the fruit punch bowl. Okay. Now he is dancing. I've never seen him dance except when Meeka does something great. I walked through the crowd again and towards Meeka. She was talking to this boy who looked like a prince.
"Meeka?" They both looked at me and he slightly backed up. Meeka told the boy that she would be right with him. "um...yes?" "Meeka...I talked to your parents. Your dad is dancing. And of course your mom doesn't like me. But they said that I should hear from you. Whats going on?" Meeka shifted slightly and held her breath in. "Akira...I'm getting engaged." I looked blankly at her before it could register. "W-what do you mean you're getting engaged?" I said in a monotone voice. "Uh...Remember when I said I had a surprise for you? Well...SURPRISE!" I gave her a mean look. "Meeka...I don't want you to get married!" I pouted. "You're not even 18 yet!" She looked around and then stepped closer to me. "I know. But my mom insists I do so. If not, she'll pick my husband for me! And plus this party is more like a meet and greet. There is more than one boy here that wants to marry me. Which ever boy here is good enough for my family's company will be my husband. Plus...I get a new car if I marry someone!" She smiled to her self at the fact that she'll get a new car if she marries someone. I shook my head and looked around. "Any boys here you like?" She looked around as well and shook her head in disbelief. "No...none of them are my style. I've met them all and they all want one thing. Money. Or to get richer by using my family's company." I pointed at the boy Meeka was just talking to. "What about him?" Meeka looked at the boy and shook her head. "no...that's my cousins boyfriend. He isn't my type." When it came to love, Meeka was very picky when it had to do with boys. She loves boys that are cool and easy to hang with. She could be free. But the boys nowadays all want money or to be powerful. I stepped back a bit and bumped into somebody. "O-oh! Sorry!" I turned around only to see a tall young handsome man behind me. His hair was white, he had more of a baby face than a muscular face, and their were a dozen fan girls behind him. I felt like I've met him before but that can't be. Meeka is my only friend. He chuckled a bit. "it's okay. No damage done." He walked towards Meeka. "Hey, I heard you were getting engaged. My family sends best regards. He gave Meeka a hug and walked out the door. The fan girls died at that moment. Heck...I would of died too. Meeka smiled and turned towards me.
"Nice guy right?" she said sarcasticly. "He always shows up late. But maybe the fan girls are delaying him. So stupid." she smiled to her self. I looked out the window to see him drive off in his nice white sports car. "Why don't you marry him?" She looked at me. "I could...but he's looking for his long lost love. And plus he and I are only friends." She smiled at me. "Come on, lets go to the snack bar! I know I'm not going to find a husband today anyways. Afterwards lets go to the park!" I smiled and walked with her towards the snack bar. For some odd reason, I felt as if I know him from somewhere. But probably from a magazine or something. And I wonder who his long lost love is? I bet she's super pretty.
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