I stalked into the room with Oscar and Oprah following behind me mutely. Savy decided to come too, and my cousins decided to follow her. Ben shut the door behind us. 

"Ki will make sure we are undisturbed by the grown ups." Ben said. 

"Now what?" Savy asked. 

I grinned, "We have some fun!" 

Oscar paled. He bravely stepped just half a step in front of his sister. 

"What do you have in mind, Sam?" Ben asked. 

His slip on tongue didn't go unnoticed by any of the Night Forest youths. Oscar looked somewhat torn. My cousins gasped, "Sam! He didn't call you princess." 

"He usually doesn't." I admitted, "Ben's more like my brother than my servant." 

The whole room looked surprised. Including Ben.

I was pretty surprised too. I was expecting to say best friend, but then at the last minute, I remembered that Ben's best friend was Jonah, AND that Savy would probably raise hell that I didn't credit her as best friend first and in the end the word brother just came out by itself. 

"I was thinking of playing some horror and gore film really loudly, and make them think I was sawing you in half, and then when they barge in to rescue you, we can point at them and laugh." I said all in a breath. 

My cousins laughed. 

"Yeah, like that." I said. 

Then Oscar moved to raise his hand, "There is no TV in this room, Alpha." 

"Can we play it from our phone?" I asked.

Ben shook his head, "The sound won't be realistic enough to fool them without a proper sound system." 

I thought about it, "Then maybe we just need to act it out - I mean like voice acting." I quickly added because poor Oscar and Oprah seemed to be suffering heart palpitations. 

Savy was covering her mouth from laughing now...

"Wait, so we act like we're bullying them? And they like scream really loud?" Estella asked.

I nodded. 

"That's easy, we just put a spider on Oscar and he would scream super loud." Esmeralda said. 

Both girls laughed. Oscar looked worried.

Actually, sometimes I think Oscar suffered enough on a day to day basis as it was. 

"Why are we doing this?" Oprah asked. She looked completely confused. 

"To punish the adults for challenging my decision." I answered, "Uncle Louis said it was up to me. I settled it with the both of you. And then Uncle Pierre and Uncle Andre dared to criticize it?"

"But they are right, it didn't look like you punished them very much." Esmeralda said. "Not that we're criticizing." She added quickly. And the both girls laughed. 

I laughed too. "Yeah, but these two learned their lesson, right?"

Oscar and Oprah nodded vigorously.

"So it would be a waste of energy to punish further." I said. Wow, I sounded wise. IMAO, I guess I did have my moments. 

"Okay, Alpha, how do you want us to do this?" Oscar asked. 

Ben took out his phone, "Hang on, let me download some sound effects." 

I walked over to the sofas, specifically avoiding Grandma Luna's armchair, I sat on one of the loveseats. Savy sat next to me.

"Go sit." Ben bossed his cousins. 

"Might as well get comfortable." I said.

"Won't we need a script?" Oprah asked.

"Just wing it. If you can't think of what to say just keep crying loudly and screaming." I told her.

"Now you can put all your theatre and drama club practice to good use." Estella told her.

The girls laughed.

But even Oscar and Oprah looked a little excited. 

"Look, if we get in trouble, I made you do it, Okay? This will be all on me." I told them. 

I'll be going home tomorrow. These four would be stuck here.

Ben found a sound effect, I'm not sure if it were a whip, lighting, or a large branch breaking. It sounded like all three at the same time. He played it suddenly and quite loudly. The girls cried out, startled. 

"Not you." Savy told my cousins, "Or it would sound like she's punishing you." 

My cousins laughed. 

"Alright, when I play the sound, start performing." Ben said. He played the sound. Oprah got right into it. 

As in waterworks and all, "Please no!" She sobbed, "It's not his fault!" 

"Oh my goddess.... She can turn on the tears so fast." Estella said. 

"She really is an expert." Esmeralda said. 

The two covered their mouths in an attempt to mask their giggling. 

Savy had a hand on her mouth too. 

Ben frowned, "You girls sound so sadistic." 

"Oh no, we are such bad bullies, Oprah is crying here and we are laughing." Estella said.

"They would think we are evil." Esmeralda said.

The two burst out in laughter. 

Oprah who hadn't broken out of her role yet (because unlike these two, she was clearly professionally trained) only gasped very dramatically, "Oh, Oscar! Oscar! Please pull yourself together." 

Oh man, you should have seen Oscar's face. He turned red in the ears and stared tongue tied at her sisters feverent plea. 

"Tell her you're okay. Say it didn't hurt." Ben prompted.

"I'm okay..." Oscar managed, "I... I mean, it didn't hurt." 

Oscar didn't sound very convincing. 

Ben pointed at his head, "Spider."

Oscar screamed, shaking his head vigorously. I picked up a piece of potpourri, it was brown and shaped like a large dried seed. I flicked it on Oscar's shoulder. He really screamed then. 

Ben played the sound effect twice. THWACK! THWACK!

The dried potpourri seed flew up and landed in front of my cousins who screamed. They seriously screamed. 

It drowned out Oprah's dying sobs. But of course Oprah couldn't have her performance screamed out like that. 

She screamed even louder. It was the kind of sound most commonly heard in old vampire movies. I was impressed by that girl's repertoire of terrifying sounds. 

I covered my ears. Ben did too, but he was smirking.

When things dropped a few decibels, Ben shouted, "Thank the Alpha for the guidance."

"Thank you for your guidance, Alpha!" 
I wasn't sure which was funnier, the way Oscar and Oprah immediately snapped out of the heart wrenching performance to yell these words in unison.

Or the way they also stood straight and made a bow in my direction, even though we were only voice acting. 

What kind of sick and twisted Alpha would unleash violence on his beta like that and expect to be thanked? 

A "Pfffttt" sound was escaping Ben's lips. He was obviously enjoying himself. 

Heh heh. Well, I guess the show was over. That was fun. I waved everyone to sit. 

"Why are we the ones screaming?" Estella asked. 

Ben picked up the fallen piece of potpourri and replaced it into the crystal bowl. 

The twins laughed. 

Estella wiped her tears, "I screamed so hard the tears came out." 

Ben put his phone on the table, he turned down the volume, "Ki secretly videoed their reaction outside."

"Ohhh, I want to see." Esmeralda said. 

"Come see how your amazing performance worked on the audience." I invited. 

Oscar and Oprah joined us, and we all crowded around Ben's screen to watch. Before Ben tapped the play button, he put a finger to his lips, "Don't laugh loudly, they are still outside."

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves.

Read her diary here.
Updated every night.

Volume Synopsis
VOL 1
It's the first week of school. Despite my failed attempt to make a friend, I somehow ended up surrounded by a handful of wolf classmates, got accepted by the human "cool" girls, and became a vampire's guard dog? 


VOL 2
I think I'm just starting to get the hang of school. From navigating school halls, new friends, vampires, and school clubs... 
Back home it should have been the usual drill, but things started shifting. And I urm...might have been messing around where I shouldn't.


VOL 3
I had to miss a couple of school days this week due to my ah, long term bout of "anemia". It's been pretty intense at home. My alpha position was challenged, rogues burnt down our home, I rescued my first fight dog, discovered the Lorent's secret oracle, almost rescued my mate...and accidentally stumbled into my Alpha Dad's secret.


VOL 4
My worlds collide as some members from my pack come to my school to sell concert tickets. And when Grandpa Alpha shocked us all by dying, my dad's family comes together to pay their last respects at the Night Forest Pack. 


VOL 5
It's February and the Vampire Queen is celebrating her birthday. Would Rebel's plan to escape work out? Meanwhile, I'm stuck in school dealing with high school drama, an evolving wolf, and a new human sister. In the Red Packlands, war nearly breaks out. (This might have been a very little bit my fault.)

VOL 6
It's the week of Valentine's Day, but I've got a highschool play, Lorent drama, Vampire slaying training, and an underground army to deal with first. And then warlock weather threw an extended snowstorm at us. The whole of Green Packlands goes into lockdown - but what about Valentine's Day?

VOL 7
Exams are a week away, and it feels like my time at Winderhill is really coming to a close. I'm trying to be a good student, but there are paparazzi camped outside my school, I ran with rogues (I'm shocked too), Maria just had to enter her dark cycle in school...My life is too exciting to study for exams.

VOL 8
It's exam week, but I've got far greater problems brewing at home. The prophecies are merging. River's stone had unlocked warlock trouble, the rogue king has moved in, and then there's Uncle Louis' economical problems... one at a time. Just let me survive Code Black and figure out what's going on at Heller's first, and I'm sure everything else will work out somehow.

On July 10th, the first week of"Running Out of Time"'s box office was officially released. Although the question posed by George Northern caused a storm in the public, the reputation of the"Running Out of Time"movie itself had not been affected much. More than 70% of the film reviews had praised the film. The first week of"Running Out of Time"was still under the pressure of «Batman», meaning it just won more than 27 million US dollars during the three day box office weekend. For this data, Colombia's view was mixed. 

They were happy because this meant that they would likely occupy 40-50% of this summer catalogue week at the box office. The box office of the first seven days of"Running Out of Time"still had the opportunity to hit the $40 million mark, although because of «Batman», they were sure it couldn't catch up with the first week of"Ghostbusters II"'s 45 million, but this number was already enough to allow for a good night's sleep for the senior officials of the Colombia who had been worried about the"Running Out of Time"box office. If first week reached 40 million, then the total box office had a good chance to break through 200 million US dollars. 
 
Because of the precedent set"Ghostbusters II", Colombia was very worried that this film would follow in the footsteps of"Ghostbusters II", which dropped more than 50% of it's box office in it's second week, and did not rebound again afterwards like «Batman» which became a blockbuster. After the box office curve of"Ghostbusters II", it was inevitable that Colombia had such concerns. Movies are like gambling, no one knows what will happen next. 

Therefore, when the turmoil caused by George Northern's questioning article had just surfaced, Colombia would of course soon convene all the executives to discuss countermeasures. The consequences of such a thing are hard to predict, perhaps after people read it, they would forget after chatting a few words. But Colombia also found that many people do not want this argument to be easily overlooked by others. In just a few days, many media have begun to help fuel the flames. 

They would never allow the"Running Out of Time", which originally had good momentum, to be affected by this question. What's more, Colombia has already understood Eric's idea of 'topic marketing', with the placement of ads in the movie and fragments of Eric's TV series. They wanted to use these to increase hype for the movie in the second week of the box office, but for this plan to be implement smoothly, they must first clarify this wave of doubts, otherwise it will be difficult to predict the effect of topic marketing, as it is likely that because of the previous questioning fans might superimpose their negative ideas creating a worse situation.

When a group of executives had some troubles about how to clarify that"Running Out of Time"was not a ringer's work, the small box of video that Eric bought into the conference room made everyone shine, after playing a few videotapes. The people quickly discussed the possible countermeasures. 

CBS was located in a branch office building in Los Angeles. Eric was preparing for an appointment with a female host named Sophia Temple, and they would record a program called «Sophia Talk show». If you want to remove doubts as soon as possible, what better way than to play a videotape on the spot for more than than a million spectators on a talk show? 

When an executive made this suggestion, Eric first thought of the famous «Oprah Talk show», after all, this program is really famous, but unfortunately his thoughts were quickly dispelled. Because the airing period of the «Oprah Talk show» was from September of each year to May of the following year, it was currently in the break period of this talk show. Moreover, even if the Oprah talk show was not on break now, it would be impossible to arrange their schedules in just a few days. 

As such, Colombia quickly arranged another program called «Sophia Talk show» through their connections at the CBS TV station. This talk show is obviously imitating the «Oprah Talk show», but unfortunately Eric had not heard of it in his past life. 

Sophia Temple was a very temperamental caucasian woman, dressed in a sleek burgundy professional suit, dark blue hair, with the fringe of her nose curling upwards, Eric felt she looked quite like the Courteney Cox from his previous life's"Friends", but whilst their appearance was a bit similar, it seemed she had a little more scholarly refinement than Courtney Cox. 

After their exchange, Eric also understood why this type of talk show was unknown in his past life. He estimated that this type of show would not last long. 

Because Sophia Temple's character was very literary, and she spoke with a fair air, Eric guessed that the other party must have been born into a wealthy family and has received a complete elite education. Although this woman is very talented, her personality was somewhat conservative. Therefore, Eric felt that she was more suitable for a more serious high-end talk show, interviewing entrepreneurs, scientists or senior government officials, and was not suitable for this talk show that needed her to interact with the guests and mobilize the audience atmosphere.

In contrast, Oprah, who was born at the bottom, is different. Her influence on the audience can make them distraught following a retelling of her experience being intimately harassed in childhood. Or she can make a lot of funny jokes on the spot, and make the audience burst into laughter on the spot. Eric could be sure that the conservative Sofia Temple couldn't do this. 

"Ms. Temple, Mr. Williams, the scene is ready, we can start recording." A staff member opened the door to the rest room and told Eric and Sophia, who were communicating details. 

Eric and Sophia left the lounge side by side and walked to the studio. 

"Speaking of a director, the first impression that many people have in mind is definitely an old man with a big beard, messy hair, and an eccentric character. But since last year, there has been an alternative in the Hollywood director circle. He is not only young and handsome, he's also more talented. What's even more amazing is that this young boy has gotten a jaw-dropping box office score for several consecutive movies. Oh, I think everyone already knows who he is, then, please welcome our guest today: Mr. Eric Williams!" 

After a skilled opening remark, following Sofia's instructions, Eric walked in with his small box. The program crew had suggested that the box with the video tapes be placed in the scene beforehand, but Eric refused. The main reason for this program was to clarify the ringer rumours, and so of course, the deeper the impression on the audience, the better. 

Whilst the girls under the stage screamed, Eric smiled and waved at the camera before he sat down with Sophia. 

"Eric, is this a gift you have prepared for everyone, do you want me to help you?" Sophia smiled and pointed to the box that Eric was holding. 

Not waiting for Eric to answer, the girls in the audience shouted excitedly again, and several girls couldn't help but stand up and look at the things in the box. 

Eric pressed his hands together slightly and then gestured to everyone to be quiet. He explained: "Sorry, everyone, I was too rushed to get presents today. As for these, they are just some videotapes. As for the content, I will be keep it for the time being. Wait a minute and I'll give everyone a surprise."

Although many people below the stage gave a disappointing sigh, they all went quiet. 

Sophia and Eric started going through the standard motions for talk shows, and they tried to get a little intimate. They recalled his childhood, and looked back on his past, got a taste of his present, and looked forward towards his future. 

Most of the questions were discussed in advance. Sophia did indeed work with Eric, so her evaluations were as conservative as before, and even the few minor surprises did not make Eric feel the slightest difficulty. 

After chatting about Eric's past for more than ten minutes, the two began to turn the topic to the focus of the interview. 

"Eric, many people say that compared to your first few movies, the style of"Running Out of Time"has changed too much. What do you think of these people's hypotheses?" 

Eric was staring at Sophia's beautiful face, as he began to talk nonsense: "Actually, to be honest, there were many circumstantial factors in the making of my first few movies. At that time my father had just died suddenly, I had dropped out of school and began working in a small restaurant, but that was not the life I wanted. I was very interested in movies since I was a child. So I wrote the script «17 Again» and «17 Again» was what prepared me for work in Hollywood. «Home Alone» was inspired one time when I had chatted with Stuart. The little guy came to my house one night, when I was filming «17 Again», and Stuart asked me if he could also get to make a movie, and I said yes, so «Home Alone» appeared. And the script of"Pretty Woman"also has circumstances. So, "Running Out of Time"was a movie that I had truly wanted to shoot for a while. I had the idea of ​​making the movie a long time ago. For this reason, I even went to Mr. Hanks before the filming of"Pretty Woman"and gave him an invitation" 

"Oh, so then you felt licensed to treat your first few movies lightly. If you told that to many Hollywood directors, they would be heartbroken!" Sophia asked as the her voice intonated somewhat mischievously and the audience once again rang out with laughter, if Eric really casually made a few box-office movies, it could be estimated that many Hollywood directors who have struggled for many years to make movies would hit a wall.

Eric quickly smiled and denied: "Of course not. For every movie I have done before, I tried hard to do it. I think that for people needing to get achievements, it's very important that even if you are not very interested, you still try to do well." 

Sophia nodded thoughtfully: "Eric, we know you are still young, but with your achievements, you will definitely not stop making movies. As you wont have too many constraints or restrictions, does that mean that your future movies will be in the style as"Running Out of Time"?" 

"No, I prefer to try new things, so in my future movies there will definitely be many kinds of things, and I don't want to be labeled as only a film director at such a young age." 

"But I have heard a viewpoint in the past few days, that is, even with those excellent directors, their movies always have certain similar factors, but some newspapers have analyzed that"Running Out of Time"has nothing in common with your first few movies, it's just like... it's like two different shoots from the same person." Sophia stared at Eric, and raised this relatively divisive topic.

The audience at the scene immediately became breathless. In fact, many people had already guessed the reason why Eric came to participate in this talk show, so they were very curious at how Eric would defend himself.

An advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams.

From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over all kinds of female celebrities, and takes the road to become a Hollywood legend.

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ATTENTION!

This is not an original novel, all rights in this story belong to JUST DO.

The translation of most chapters is done by: Elawn, Nano4bots and Sissy That Walk.

My translation will start where they have left it, my translation may not be as good as theirs but I would like it much more people to know more about this story that I liked so much.

I WANT THAT I LIKE THIS HISTORY A LOT, BUT I DO NOT AGREE TO A LOT OF THE BEHAVIORS BOTH OF THE PROTAGONIST AND SOME CHARACTERS. IN THIS HISTORY CHARACTERS OF REAL LIFE APPEAR AND I DO NOT ASSURE THAT THE DATA PROVIDED IN THIS HISTORY WILL BE TRUE.

[HELLO... I see that you liked to know about my start on the music path.... Well, let's continue with the story of how I got to where I am now]...]

 
[ After that interesting night at the festival, winter break began..... that meant, a month without school, my plans originally were to spend that month having dates with Nanasaki..... but.... Well, I guess I had to make new plans.....]

[ At least Christmas Eve night I spent with Youichi, Haruka and Hibiki.... We had a Christmas party at my home...]

[What?.... They don't know where I live?... They never saw it in the anime?........ { LOOK accusingly mind ( ಠ_ಠ)}..... ok, fine, I'll tell you where I live.... In this life, I am the son of umehara Kyousuke and Umehara Celia, unfortunately Celia, died in the hospital in labor].

  [ Kyousuke, my new dad, raised me Alone, he didn't have many problems, he was the owner of a Sushi restaurant and honestly, he is very good at cooking, he even made me doubt the world where I reincarnated ( I thought I was in Shokugeki no soma soma)..... ]

[ What?.... Do you want to know how I know all this?... Well, after I reincarnated in this body, I have had some dreams.... I'm sure they are the memories of the original Umehara Masayoshi, .... I learned everything I needed to live in this world because of those dreams...]

[ Did you get it?... Yes?..... Good...]

[ Well .... What was I saying? .... Ohh...yes, the party!... Hibiki, Haruka and Youichi came to my house and together we enjoyed some delicious sushi dishes and a refreshing orange juice!...(No alcohol, I'm underage now)... We had fun until we fell asleep in my room...]

[ The next morning, it was ... interesting ... I woke up Being scorched by 2 beautiful girls, ( Hibiki and Haruka) and Youichi,.... He was clinging to my leg, and from the wetness I felt on my knee, I'm sure he was drooling a lot...]

[ When they all woke up I offered them to have breakfast at the restaurant but they refused, Youichi because he had to go with his sister Miya-chan.... Haruka had to go home or her family might get worried, and Hibiki had to go to her swimming training ....]

  My father, he is not in this place, he goes out very often to get new Sushi recipes.... That's why I'm all alone at home at the moment...]

[ I was an Immature adult with the sentimental problems of a Teenager.... ( I'm literally a teenager again...) I just got rejected and I'm home alone.... Obviously I did what any Teenager would do ( although they won't admit it).... I cried like a baby in the shower]...]

[*Insert mental image of Spiderman crying in the bathroom*]

[ All the courage I felt on stage and had when I said that oath was gone..... I just stood there crying for an hour.....]]

[ I don't quite remember how the rest of the day went but it wasn't Important.....Weary and Depressed, I went to sleep].

[ My vacation was..... Bored.... I did nothing, hardly left the house and spent the whole time eating..... I gained a little weight....]

[ Sometimes I talked to Haruka and Youichi on the phone.... And rarely with Hibiki, { the swimming training kept her busy.]

[ She knew what she was doing was pathetic..... I needed to Get out and move on, I didn't want to admit it but I knew what I needed to do....]

[ Again I made a stupid, but necessary decision.... I picked up my phone and I made a call.....]

"..... Hello?......." the voice on the other end of the call said.

" ......Nanasaki?..... It's me.... Umehara,... I want to talk to you.... Do you have time?...."

[ That's right,.... I called Nanasaki..... I need to do it, if I wanted to move forward I had to close with the main problem..... I know I'm not a good person, but, I also know that she, is not to blame for anything, and that's why I want us to remain friends,.... Because even though she rejected me, I can't hate her.... I've been thinking about her for months, I couldn't hate her]....

[ I'm going to act like a man and I'm not going to run away!!!.... if I want my new life to be something I can be proud of, I need to do this!!!]


[ My talk with her .... It was awkward,..... She apologized for not being on time for the festival and before I knew it Time went by fast.... But I managed to fix our strange situation... I really spoke like a true Macho Man!!!..... more or less...]

{ Flashback no jutsu ( phone call)}

"...….. Nanasaki,... You see,...I have a friend and he Just got rejected by the girl he likes..." I explained.

"......." She listened quietly.

"...... my friend, he wants to fix his relationship with That girl, ... Do you think they will be able to stay friends?..." I waited very nervously for her answer.


"....... I think it's possible,..... Neither one is to blame and If they both agree, they can remain friends.....I think so" she replied after a moment of thinking.

"...….. Great!....... that's the best.... Good..... It was nice Talking to you, talk to you later....." I said that and hung up the call.
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"..... I am a True Macho!!!!!...." I celebrated my achievement.


[ I managed to fix my relationship with Nanasaki, now I needed to go out and party..... and I knew where I could go to party].


[ that day I left home and went to akihabara!!!..... But I didn't go alone.... Who did I go with, you ask? ... Haruka?.... Hibiki?.... Youichi?.... NO!!!.... I went with someone else..... the truth was a surprise to meet this person, ]
In one of my expeditions I met her in akihabara, I found out that she loves cosplay, ]

[ You don't know who I'm talking about?..... Ok I'll tell you who she is.]

She is the one and only beautiful Jessica Morishima!!! Haruka's cousin!!!!...]
{ I'll leave a picture of her in the comments}

[ You didn't know Haruka had a cousin?... really?..... Okay, I'll introduce her]


[Jessica actually looks exactly like Haruka Morishima except Jessica has blonde hair that has a white headband with bangs swinging in a different direction than Haruka.
Regarding her Personality.
Jessica has somewhat similar personality to Haruka , she is a playful and outgoing girl ( that's why it was easy to become friends with her.)]]

[ I met her 3 months ago and we have been good friends, today when I went out to akihabara, we met by chance in a store, obviously she dragged me all over the place to have fun ..... it was a fun afternoon and when we were visiting the Comi-ket (anime and manga convention) we had another interesting meeting with other people].

"...??... UME- KUN..... those people are your friends?...." said Jessica while pointing to a group of guys who were waving to me....
( I hadn't seen them)

They were, the president of the music club and the members of the club!!.... It was a surprise to see them there?....]

[ I introduced them to Jessica and they told me they were at The Comi-ket, because they would be in an Improv music contest.... It's like the name says, they just get up on stage and with the music they create an improvised song. ( I think I'm seeing the beginnings of rap battles)..... obviously I told them I'd support them, but they needed more help than I thought].

" ..... will you really support us!!!???.... In that case, PLEASE SUPPORT US!!!!." The president said to me.


"..........Haa????...." 

"Please !!!! We asked a third year senpai to support us and sing with us, but he is sick!!!..... Please come on stage with us or we will be disqualified!!!...." The president was begging me while holding my knee tightly.

[ I sympathized with his situation, and wanted to help but Even though I had fun at the festival, Now it was a Contest in front of many more people!!!.... They even record it for TV!!!..... I'm a little reluctant to hang out with them]....

" Please!!! The prize is $15 000 !!!!...."

" I ACCEPT!!!...."
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[ what can I tell you, .... I like money ..... ]

[ I got ready to go on stage with them, and at that moment an idea came to my mind...]

(Stop,..... this will be on TV... Nanasaki Go TV..... That means she will see me on TV....!!!!..... OHHH!!! Yes!!!.... That's right sweetie,... I'm sorry, but your chance with this Train, it just left!!....)

( There is no better way to stand out than this!!!, I'm going to stand out and make money!!!.... This is perfect! )

[Soon it was our turn, Jessica stayed backstage while the club and I went out.... I grabbed a guitar and got ready, I already had an idea of what I was going to sing.. ( obviously I'm not going to make up something new, my mind is full of beautiful songs from my original world!!!)..... winning this will be easy!!!.!]


[ I stood in front of the audience to the cameras pointed at me...( I'm a little nervous... but The $15000 is worth it!!!)..]..
"....hello.... We are..." I stopped.... 
[ I stopped talking for a reason... had no idea what to call us!!!.... I was never interested in the name of our school!!!.... I needed to think of a name to introduce ourselves..... and Since I couldn't come up with anything, I copied the name of a group I saw on a TV series...]

"...We are ... New Directions!.... hope you enjoy our music...." 

[ When I said the name of the group, the club members looked at me strangely,... but they didn't say anything... and we started singing].

[ The song was perfect for my desires and thoughts at that moment...]


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{ If anyone wants to search for the song on Youtube, you can find it as >> GLEE billionaire.<<.... ( If you want to search for it with subtitles in the language of your choice).}


" Billionaire"


[Umehara]
I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Oh, every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shinin' lights
Yeah, a different city every night
Oh I, I swear, the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire


[club member]
Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
A wish list
I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had it

Give away a few Mercedes like "here lady, have this"
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
It's been a couple months that I've been single so
You can call me Artie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Haa, get it?

I'd probably visit where Katrina hit
And darn sure do a lot more than FEMA did
Yeah, can't forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music

[Umehara]
Oh, every time I close my eyes
(what chu see, what chu see bro?) ( Club member)
I see my name in shining lights
(uh huh)
Ahh, yeah yeah yeah
(what else?)
A different city every night
Oh I, I swear, the world better prepare
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire
(yeah!)
Oh oooh oh oooh
When I'm a Billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh
(let's go)
Oh oooh oh oooh
I wanna be a billionaire
So freakin' bad.....

{ Music ends...}

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[ I was actually very surprised that the club members would sing along with me.... I mean, .... That song shouldn't exist in this world!!!.... How did they know the lyrics of the song?!!!!..... ]

[ After a while of thinking about it I just left it, It must be the Plot or something, like when an idiot Protagonist becomes super smart to defeat his enemy... just the plot required it so..... ]

[Leaving aside that topic, The audience reaction didn't take long to be noticed, The applause AND the screams of fanaticism were a good sign... yeah..... definitely us.....]
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[ We lost?!!!!... well, we didn't exactly lose, we came in second place...but still, ....How is it possible?!!!!.... Then look at the winners.... They are a group of girls in cosplay dresses,..... ]

[ With every move they make their attributes move like gelati-...... I think I know why we lost,..... we're a bunch of guys AND they're beautiful girls wearing cosplay and the judges are Otaku... Yeah.... It's obvious why we lost.....]

[ Although I would have voted for them too,... those dresses are lethal weapons!!!...]

[ We received $7000 as a second place prize, and I kept a fair share of the prize and I decided that this would be the path I would choose for success,..... I just need to say the right words....]

"guys... would you like to.... do this New Directions thing, something official?.... I had fun, I think we could go ahead with this..... what do you say?...." I asked them.

".... (Observe) x 5....."

" Of course!!! X5"

  [ And that's how I got a band, And that day New Direction was born..... ]

{ Note: 7 days to go until back to school}>>

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Hello I am the author, How you doing? ...

I had planned to write 2 chapters today but work doesn't allow it, it was my morning shift, at work, and that's why I didn't write anything for most of the day.

at least I managed to write this, sorry if the story is a little hasty, 

that's it for now, bye

Synopsis:
 A Boring life, that's how I lived ...... but now I have a second chance

I have reincarnated in another world, I know this world, it is the same as that story that I loved in my other life
Amagami ss...... I thought living here would be a dream come true, but it wasn't

as is obvious, if this world is based on a story, that means that there is a protagonist, but ...... it's not me, ..... I reincarnated in the protagonist's best friend.

after a while I accepted my role, I'm not the one who is popular with girls, I'm just the guy who can make friends easily and I am destined to always support the protagonist.

I gave up on my dream of making a harem with the girls in history, and concentrated on fulfilling my dream of being famous ...... the problem is ..

Why is she Here ?? !!!! .... !!!! and the most important question ...... BECAUSE I AM SO AGILE AND MID HANDS SHINE ??? !!!!!!

I think there is more than I thought in ....... My New Life

Wang Yang never stopped pursuing his dream of becoming a director and making movies that could amaze the world. However, the fate seemed to play a malicious joke on him. He got wrongly accused and expelled from USC. Fortunately, when God closed a door to Wang Yang, he opened a window for him. After a baby stroller hit him on the street, he began to be able to watch the movies from the future in his head! 
Since then, the year of 1988 was destined to be an extraordinary year. Besides the miracle written by “Titanic”, one of the most legendary directors in the 21st century was rising quietly… 

The group was led by the man into a room.
 
Large mirrors, a wide array of bottles and jars and a slight clutter of other auxiliary appliances all indicated that this was a communal dressing room.
 
At that moment, the man raised his voice and shouted, "Carrol! Carrol!"
 
Immediately afterwards, a tall, thin woman came out of a nearby compartment and said, rather hurriedly, "What is it?"
 
"Carrol, this is the guest for the recording of the show later, the makeup and so on will be left to you." The man quickly finished, and turned back to Romain and his party and said: "The recording of the program will begin in 40 minutes, remember to follow the prompts to appear, get ready." After saying that, the man like a gust of wind quickly disappeared in the corridor, simply do not give people the space to react.
 
The woman named "Carrol" patted a chair in front of the mirror and said directly: "Which one of you will come first? Makeup is not a problem, a little effort."
 
Sure enough, as the woman said, makeup is not tedious.
 
Romain only felt that something had been applied to his face and his skin looked a little more radiant, and then, there was no more then.
 
At this time, in the backstage of the recording show, René, Thomas, George, one by one, sitting on the chairs for rest, waiting for the transfer.
 
The flow of the show is that Romain will be the first to go on, and when it comes to making the film, René and Thomas will go on, and then when it comes to Sundance, George will be the last to go on stage.
 
"God, I seem a little nervous ..." Thomas seemed calmly sitting in his seat, but his calves have been shaking irregularly, from time to time with his hands pulling the body of the black suit.
 
Romain looked at him and said with amusement, "Hey man, it's okay, relax, we are going to record the show, not to war, besides, I'm the first one on the stage, to say nervous, it should also be me first."
 
He is also wearing a black suit, after all, "Oprah's Talk Show" is not the type of weird and funny type of show, or a little serious for the better.
 
René, who was also wearing a black suit, sat in his chair with his chest clasped and legs crossed, laughing easily: "You're a wimp, what are you nervous about, learn from me."
 
Thomas rolled his eyes and decided not to give much heed to this slutty maniac.
 
And at the same time, outside the recording site, wearing a light green sweater Oprah Winfrey sitting on top of a special set of sofas; and almost 50 or so audience members were also seated.
 
At the signal of the cameraman, the show began to record.
 
Oprah Winfrey looked in the direction of the camera, smiled and said: "This is the Oprah talk show, I want to talk to you today, when a young man gets great success, he will think, and how to face this thing? How much of an impact will this have on his future life? How do young people actually go about achieving success?"
 
After she finished the topic of the day, she waved her hand: "Let's see the guest we have invited today, Romain Ratier!"
 
A moderate applause immediately rang out on the scene, fully demonstrating the hospitality of the veteran show.
 
At the gate on the left side of the studio, Romain, who had been informed, took a calm step and began to prepare to enter the scene.
 
At the same time, in the back of the large screen displaying the "Oprah talk show" logo, suddenly played some images, there are images of a street in Cannes, France, and the scenery of the Sundance Film Festival, narration followed: "A 27-year-old, the second feature film in France to break a billion Emerging director ..."
 
Oprah Winfrey stood up, gently shook Romain's extended right hand and said with a smile on her face, "Welcome."
 
"It's my pleasure." After saying that, Romain walked to a nearby sofa and sat down.
 
Then Oprah Winfrey raised her hand and gestured for the audience to quiet down.
 
"So, let's start by saying hello to everyone."
 
"Hello everyone, my name is Romain Ratier and I'm a director."
 
Oprah Winfrey said: "Do not see his introduction so simple, but in fact we all know that you just made a film with 6 million euros with over 100 million box office, and until now the box office is still increasing, so in that case, tell us, who are you?"
 
This is a rather "Oprah" style question, but also a difficult, apparently just Romain's self-introduction did not let Oprah Winfrey intend to just let it go, for a talk show, no interesting or talkative would be a great failure.
 
"A director who hopes that more viewers will take the opportunity to come into the cinema and see his work?" Romain said in a rhetorical tone, but immediately contradicted himself, "No, no, no, this introduction seems like I'm being utilitarian. How about a filmmaker who wants to make good work."
 
Romain said seemingly seriously, then paused for a moment, as if thinking about whether such a statement was appropriate, followed by a nod and a look to the audience, "Wouldn't such a self-introduction make me seem a little more modest."
 
Applause, the scene of applause mixed with whistles directly up, Oprah Winfrey mouth corner up, also seems to be very satisfied with this answer.
 
"So, has your success story been all this very smooth, I mean, you seem like you've had success without any surprises." By asking this question, she meant that it was time for Romain to tell about his directing career and his growth history.
 
"In fact, at the beginning, when I gritted my teeth and finished my first film, I needed to seek distribution for the film, and during that time, I hit countless walls, many people did not think my film could win the market, and in the face of one rejection after another, I had discouragement, frustration, and even thought of giving up, just like those people said, just release the video and forget it. ."
 
"So, what kept you going?"
 
"I'm not afraid to laugh, I didn't really want to persevere at that time, because I felt that all the attempts were a waste of time, and if I sold the rights to release the video, I could also make a fortune. I did. He said a lot of things like, "What the hell are you thinking, we've been working so hard for so long, how can we just give up so easily, there are so many ways we haven't even tried yet, this isn't a desperate situation, we still have a choice, don't we?"
 
Romain recalls that dreary afternoon, the tone is quite natural, "Then, my heart appeared so a little stirring, really, with the idea of trying at last, let everyone die, I promised René to take the work to the Venice Film Festival."
 
"At that time, we missed the registration time, there is no arrangement for the exhibition hall can go to the screening of our film, so we learned from others, we rented a simple screening equipment, on an open space, set up a screening, you know, is the kind of open-air film, very similar to the old square open space love to engage in the kind of free film viewing activities, and then, right Screening picture quality, to be honest, not very good, the film sound show is not good, there is noise, after all, the equipment is very rudimentary, there is no way to improve the quality."
 
"... Even now, every time I think back, I feel that it was a dream."
 
"So what do you think your first success was? Luck?"
 
"No, I don't deny that I got success by a fluke, but this so-called good luck wouldn't have come to us if we had given up at that time and continued to persevere. It takes persistence, it takes hard work, and one more thing, I actually don't think my movie is bad."
 
The audience laughed as Oprah Winfrey looked at Romain, who was exuding confidence in front of her, and asked again, "So what do you see yourself doing in the future? Although I don't know much about the movie industry, I do know that you will soon be able to get a huge share of the box office and you will become very rich. There are many temptations in this world, even more so for rich people, can you still maintain your professional attitude, as you flirted with at the beginning, and will be a director who makes movies with your heart."
 
This question was her temporary thought, Oprah was curious to know what the young man sitting in front of her would say.
 
Romain nodded and replied rather sincerely, "I've always felt that film is what I'm all about, and I'll continue to move down that path, with my heart and with a good attitude, it's what I'm after, it's what I've identified with all my life, and I'm not going to give it up."
 
This is true in both lives.
 
The audience rang out a round of applause, like an inexplicable encouragement.
 
The executive director began to remind Ms. Oprah Winfrey that the scheduled 15-minute interview time was almost up and it was time to move on to the next topic and invite a new guest.
 
Oprah Winfrey was instructed to take the initiative to change the subject, she actually wanted to continue the conversation, because she felt that there was still a lot to talk about.
 
But long-established professional habits made her restrain the impulse.
 
Afterwards, René, Thomas, and George entered one by one in order, and they went on to talk about some interesting things that happened at Sundance, about the filming of the movie, and about the critics' support for "3 Idiots" ... They talked a lot.
 
By the end of the day, the taping was just about over.
 
Oprah Winfrey summed it up in a few words, then stood up again, with the invited guests, giving them a big hug and saying, "I'm looking forward to having you on my show again."
 
Romain flashed a smile at Ms. Oprah Winfrey, "I hope so, too."

A man who perfectly combined business and literary aspects in his films, a man who Eva Green was obsessed with, a man who broke the status quo of Hollywood - yes, we are talking about Romain Ratier, a godsent French director.

Strength Lies In Will, it Warms and Sparks Hope and Courage For Others. 
Faith, Comes From The Heart in Connection Of the Mind To leave Things At the Hands of a Force Greater than your own to Trust that things will be alright. even in the Darkest Groggy Foggy Nights . it Burns Bright, 
Like a Flash From a Lighthouse Signaling Peace. 
Breach Your Own Limits. Surpass Yourself. be Who you always wanted to be. ignore those that hold you down in their own frowns and confusions , Rise. 
To The Opportunity wich is The Present and That Means Now, not tomorrow or later , pertualize to circumcise your under standing of past mistakes. put a break to those who doubted you and left you behind. 
if you got ahead and breached forward, wouldnt they be eating your dust, 
they can preach glock 7's all they want. 
I learned more than all my enemies thoughts combined. just to show that my mind isnt the one. 
get a life and stay out of the way , find your own happiness , be pleased with your time. 
make good use of it. other than wanting to get your own label and spit rhymes. 
get professional,  get angry get paid. 
dont get mad at me for getting laid like heffner and to Earn a Pay Like Oprah , 
I was alone hearing tears from my mother getting blown and black eyes in her face. saw my pops throwing up on himself, smelled like rotten mace , you dont know what burdens I carry . just because I chose not to want to marry a false love, nothing but some wet flesh shoved in a face not yet rubbed with wisdom in the mind. 
my life has been a crime and I accept. I wont be the one to neglect my own determination into what I can do as a part of my own cause and effect.

a young mans thoughts changed the world. it never said thank you. so he lives in shadows and darkness betrayed by all. he used to call them friend, loved ones and even mother. then along came the lover who broke his heart. because she didn't know how to help, from the start

Don't be too serious while reading this fic.

New Cover Credited to LordValmar.

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A man suffering from pancreatic cancer lay in his bed weakly. Believe that he will never survive, he made a wish on his birth/deathday to become the best filmmaker and become rich on his next life if there is.

A normal boy, who wanted live a genuine life, carrying a mysterious past and future.

Suddenly they woke up in the one body and one mind in year 1980.

Watch him as he becomes the greatest filmmaker and the King of Hollywood

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She watched with satisfaction as her reply wiped the smirk right off of his face. Touché. With a well-practiced cool and calm demeanor, she turned in her heels and headed across the hall to her own office.
Such a silly thing, Payton thought. This endless competition J.D. had with her. The man clearly spent far too much time focusing on what she was up to. It had been that way since . . . well, since as long as she could remember. Thank goodness she was above such petty nonsense.
Payton got to her office and closed her door behind her. She set her briefcase down on top of her desk and took a seat in the well-worn leather chair. How many hours had she logged in that chair? How many all-nighters had she pulled? How many weekends had she sacrificed? All in her quest to show the firm that she was partnership material—that she was the top associate in her class.
Through the glass on her door, she could see across the hall to J.D.'s office. He was already back at his own desk, in front of his computer, working. Oh, sure, like he had such important matters to tend to.
Payton pulled her laptop out of her briefcase and turned it on, ready to start her day. After all, she had very important things to focus on, too.
For starters, like how the hell she was ever going to get up at 4:30 tomorrow morning.

"I SEE YOU broke your own record."
Payton peered up from her computer as Irma walked into her office, waving the time sheets Payton had given her earlier that morning.
"I get depressed just logging in these hours," her secretary continued in an exasperated tone. "Seriously, I need to be assigned to a different associate. Someone whose weekly time sheets aren't as long as Anna Karenina."
Payton raised an eyebrow as she took the stack of time sheets from her secretary. "Let me guess—another recommendation from Oprah?"
Irma gave Payton a look that said she was treading on seriously dangerous ground. "That sounds like mocking."
"No, never," Payton assured her, trying not to grin. "I'm sure it's a wonderful book."
At least four times a year Irma made the pilgrimage out to the West Loop to sit in the audience at Harpo Studios and be in the presence of Her Holiness the Winfrey. Irma took all recommendations from the TV maven—lifestyle, literary, and otherwise—as gospel. Any comments in the negative by Payton or anyone else were strictly taboo.
Irma took a seat in front of the desk as she waited for Payton to sign off on the completed time sheets. "You'd like it. It's about a woman who's progressive for her time."
"Sounds promising," Payton said distractedly as she skimmed the printout of the hours her secretary had entered.
"Then she falls for the wrong man," Irma continued.
"That's a bit cliché, isn't it? They call this Tolstoy guy a writer?" Payton quickly scrawled her signature across the bottom of the last time sheet and handed them back to Irma.
"This 'Tolstoy guy' knows about relationships. Perhaps you could learn a thing or two from him."
Payton pretended not to hear the comment. After years of working with Irma, the two of them had developed a comfortable, familiar relationship, and she had learned that the best way to handle her secretary's not-so-subtle remarks regarding her personal life was simply to ignore them.
"You've seen the evidence of my lack of free time," Payton said, gesturing to her time sheets. "Until I'm through with this trial, I'm afraid Tolstoy will have to wait." She pointed. "But if Oprah happens to know of a book about responding to subpoenas for corporate documents, that I would be interested in."
Seeing Irma's look of warning, Payton held up her hands innocently. "I'm just saying."
"I tell you what," Irma said. "I'll hold on to the book for you. Because after this month, I suspect you'll be able to give yourself a bit of a break." She winked.
Payton turned back to her computer. Despite Irma's repeated attempts to engage her on this subject, she didn't like to talk openly about it. After all, she didn't want to jinx things. So she waved aside the remark, feigning nonchalance.
"Is something happening this month? I'm not aware of it."
Irma snorted. "Please. You've only had this month highlighted in your electronic calendar for eight years."
"I don't know what you're talking about. And stop snooping around in my calendar."
Irma rose to leave. "All right, all right, I know how you are about discussing this stuff." She headed toward the door, then paused and turned back. "I almost forgot—Mr. Gould's secretary called. He wondered if you're free to meet in his office at one thirty."
Payton quickly checked. "Works for me. Tell her that I'll come by his office then." She began entering the appointment in her daily planner when she heard her secretary call to her from the doorway.
"Um, Payton—one last thing?"
Payton looked up distractedly from her computer. "Yes?"
Irma smiled reassuringly. "You're gonna make it, you know. You've earned it. So stop being so paranoid."
Despite herself, Payton grinned. "Thanks, Irma."
Once her secretary was gone, Payton's thoughts lingered for a moment. She glanced over at the calendar on her desk.
Four weeks left. The firm's partnership decisions would be announced at the end of the month. Truth be told, she was feeling fairly hopeful about her chances of making it. She had worked hard for this—long hours, never turning down work—and now she was in the homestretch. The finish line was finally in sight.

Payton Kendall and J.D. Jameson are lawyers who know the meaning of objection. A feminist to the bone, Payton has fought hard to succeed in a profession dominated by men. Born wealthy, privileged, and cocky, J.D. has fought hard to ignore her. Face-to-face, they're perfectly civil. They have to be. For eight years they have kept a safe distance and tolerated each other as coworkers for one reason: to make partner at the firm.
...There are no rules.
But all bets are off when they're asked to join forces on a major case. Though apprehensive at first, they begin to appreciate each other's dedication to the law—and the sparks between them quickly turn into attraction. But the increasingly hot connection does not last long when they discover that only one of them will be named partner. Now it's an all-out war. And the battle between the sexes is bound to make these lawyers hot under the collar...

The nervous intern/aid takes Kyra and Ruby down a secret passage way under ground.
"This is cool, though behind the book case is a bit cliche." Kyra says 
"Right, well we are nearly there." The guide says 
Eventually they end up in the White House basement.
"Is that a bowling ally?" Kyra asks 
"Well, welcome to the White House basement up for a few rounds?" A woman asks 
"Oprah?" Kyra asks 
"I'm the Vice President. But yeah it's gonna be lunch a few bowling rounds. The president would be here but, you really made a mess of congress." Oprah says 
Kyra chuckles nervously.
"Is this really lunch it's nearly dinner time you know?" Ruby asks 
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Back at the gate on the Japanese side.
Harriet takes a deep breath and starts coughing.
"The pollution here is horrible." Harriet says having grown up in a paradise like Niwaki.
"I'm just happy princess Pina came with us and yes your sorry excuse as a ranger didn't have to go negotiate." Luna says watching as Shino shouts in shock. 
"Well, have you also told them your special forces?" Harriet asks as Shino passes out.
"Yep, are we sure shes military material?" Luna asks waving her hands in front of Shino.
"Not our call to make." Harriet says with a shrug.
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"Well, it's been great Oprah. But we need to get to Japan to see our daughter." Kyra says as Ruby nods.
"We will be watching." Oprah says with a smile.
"It's gonna be entertaining." Kyra says her tail moving behind her happily.
"I mean our public outrage right now is nice. Congress might actually get stuff done." Oprah says 
"Wouldn't count on it." Kyra says with a smile as she pops away.
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"Mom!" Harriet shouts hugging Kyra.
"Hey how is it beyond the gate?" Kyra asks returning the hug while Rory is getting increasingly pale.
"Oh? A Demi god?" Kyra asks looking Rory.
Kyra looks between Rory and Itami before she just sighs. 
"What is fate doing... well I guess it makes sense." Kyra mutters before a bus arrives.
"Umm, who are you?" Pina asks
"I am the representative of Niwaki. One of the three countries your empire declared war on by invading Japan." Kyra says 
"My country has more advanced technology than what you saw at Arnus hill however we are using our old out dated stuff since there is no need for such over kill." Kyra says to Pina.
"So much magic..." the old sage says looking at Kyra.
"Yes but the magic in the air here is rather lacking." Kyra says with a shrug.
"I would've never noticed that." Lelei says 
"Right bus is here let's get going." A Japanese guide says 










Reincarnated into the World of Remnant. Let’s see where this take our gender bent protagonist. What adventures will happen. Will the fall of beacon be prevented? Can Salem be stopped? Is traveling worlds possible where will they end up next.

I wanna admit now this is my second ever book. At the start, I wasn't that good at keeping track of things like time there are times when I meant to jump months and it seems like its the next day. There are times when I mean to time skip years and it was only months. The first 7 chapters are there and a mess I am sorry about that, its been over a year since I have written them and I still do not know how to fix them.  Im really only keeping this book here because it is A End. It is gonna be my last fanfic when I finish it and I like to read it sometimes to see my own growth as a writer.

Tik. Tok. Tik. Tok.

"Why the time ticks so slow?" Amber whispered to herself while staring at the wall clock

Ophra will probably kill me

"Class I'll dismiss you now so make sure that you'd finished your project" their bald Prof said and went out of the room

Before she have the chance to run, someone grabbed her arm

"Where do you think you're going?" Leslie asked and raised her left eyebrow

"Urgent meeting." I answered and just gave her glance and immediately looked away

All of their classmates are watching them but it didn't took so long, they left them. Only Amber and Leslie with the rest of her bully friends are the only ones who stayed in the room.

"Please let me go, just today." She begged but instead of getting the right answer,

Lucy, one of Leslie's friend pulled her hair down.

"You think your gonna fool me, freak? I'm always reminding you that don't mess up with me especially when I'm not in a good mood. I need you to be my punching bag." She says without any hesitation

"Do it now. I'm in a urgent meeting, they'll probably kill me if I don't meet the time they gave" Amber begged

Again, instead of answers, she received a powerful punch on her face.
Amber touch her left cheek and wiped the blood that runs down from her nose.

I can't stand with this one. She's so despicable. If only I'm able to beat her triple times than she did to me, tsk.

She immediately grabbed her bag and ran as fast as she could, ignoring the pain she received from the other bully she had.

I need to meet the time.

Checking the time every minute.

"Sh*t! I'm dead" she said while running as fast as she could

Students who are walking to exits are watching her running and seems like she's in a 100cm sprint.

"You're late again kid. I guess you really want us to beat you" Ophra start as Amber enter their dark and stinky hide out.

At this point I'm lucky 'cause my Prof dismissed us earlier than the usual time of dismissal

"What the hell kid?! Why are you breathing so hard? Whatever, now give back our notebooks" the blond girl Lilet commanded

She handed them their messy notebooks. They gave her a wide smile. Amber wish it has a good meaning.

"I'm not already finished but don't worry because you'll just write two paragraphs. I'll send you the paragraphs that I typed in my phone" Amber said and bowed her head

"Why you didn't finished this? You have Saturday and Sunday to finish this" Oprah said with a very serious tone of voice then looked down on Amber

"My hand is hurt, I have injury that's wh-" but before she could finish her sentence

*Pak*

Amber is expecting a thank you from their leader Oprah but instead, she received a powerful slap.

"FINISH THIS NOW OR ELSE I'LL BEAT YOU!" mad Oprah said and throw back the notebook at Amber

I don't have a choice. I'm so sick of this.

Amber picked up all the notebooks on the ground.

She promised to herself that she would not be beaten again by someone. So whether she like it or not she'll obey what the bullies command.
While she's doing someone's work, Oprah and her friends are keeping an eye on her.

Amber checked the time again by looking at her wrist watch.

Goodness it's already 7:30 and I must go home before Eunice got home. Why are this bullies keeping an eye on me? 

"Miss Oprah, can I take this home? Don't worry I'll finish it before the deadline." she asked nervously

Oprah just gave her a serious look, when Amber is waiting for her answer. There is two possible answer, it's either yes or no. If it's a Yes Amber is sure that Oprah will surely let her go and do it at home and if it's a no, Oprah will probably give her a bruise before she let Amber go home. 

"Make sure that it is already finished before our class starts. If you wouldn't then ready your hospital bills." the short haired girl Monique says before they turn around and leave Amber.

Amber stood and run again.

There's no bus at this moment, that's why she make her way to the shortcut which is still a long and dangerous way for her but she don't have a choice but to take that way.

While walking at the dark side of the street, she feels that someone is following her so she walk fastly as she could.

"Seems like you're in hurry Miss, why don't you just let us walk you home" a senior student said and pull her to the darker side of the street wherein no one can saw them.

"Hey! Let me go!" She said while forcing herself to let go

Shit! Why am I so unlucky? 

She'd been bullied for the rest of her high school days because of her Physical Appearance. She think and treat herself as the blacksheep of the family. The only one that she had is her younger sister, Eunice. 

He push Amber making her fall to the ground. 

"Undress yourself" her senior command

Yes, same school they have been.

"WHAT? NO!" she shout and stood up while fixing her under the knee skirt

"Undress yourself or you want us to undress you?" Another senior student showed up

"Why would I? You monster" she spit at the senior student who pulled her in the fragile situation

He touch his face where the saliva goes.

"I love this kind of wildness" he said while removing his belt

She slowly walk backwards and trying to escape but then someone grab her waist and touch her butt.

"PERVERT!" Amber gave a powerful slap to the pervent man

She run but she can't run so fast like she did earlier. She lost her strength of running because of her first bully.

Another man showed up and now there are three men here.
One of them is calling someone on the phone and seems like he's calling for another freak to go there.

I want to beat them to death!

Next time don't use violence to someone, instead use the power of your heart to make them stop from bad intention.

"Please let me go, my sister is waiting for me." She beg while she's freaking out 

He stop from undressing himself and stare at her.

"You have a sister?" He ask with full of interest

Shit what did I do? I'm putting my sister at risk

"Sister? Did I say something about sister?" She asked unconsciously

He slaps Amber 

"An ugly and stinky witch is so stagy HAHAHA you must be thanking us because someone will bring you to heave-" 

"PERVERTTT!" Amber shout and kick the two precious balls of the stupid pervert 

"F*ck! What are you looking for? BEAT HER!" he command 

"Sorry I didn't mean to hurt you like that. I just don't like what you've said. Sorry." She kneel down and bowed her head while apologizing, the man stopped his freak friends

He also kneel down and place his hand to Amber's shoulder

"I also want to apologize, sorry." He said that makes the innocent girl to think

Why he's apologizing all of the sudden? 

"W-why you're saying sorry all of the sudden?" She asked but he didn't respond to the question instead...

"Because I'll kill you" he kicked me over and over again

He ask his friends to help him to kick their junior student

"H-HEY! STOP STOP. JASON I SAID STOP" someone came up but they don't want to.

She can see him standing in front of her and pose like he's ready to fight

"If you wouldn't stop, sorry to say but I'll fight you" 

The three man stop from kicking me to death, thanks to the man who help her.

"Why you're here man?" The man named Jason, the one who started beating me

"Harold called me and tell me that you have a pet here. This is what you call pet? Guys wake yourselves up! What if someone saw you and report you to the police?" No one knows if he cares about his friends or to Amber

"Psh. We really don't care, take care of that girl" that Jason smirk

I can't move my whole body, my eyes are being blurry

He turned facing her but she didn't saw the knight because her consciousness is fading, her sight is losing but she still can hear the sound of the knight.

"Get a hold of yourself Miss, I'll bring you to the hospital" and that time Amber totally lost her consciousness

What will she think of when she woke up? This is the first time that someone cared about her and that last time is when she's in elementary grade, but she can clearly remembered the face of that kid which she called puppy.

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