Hello people.

New chapter at 3 in the morning.

Sorry if many mistakes.

Too tired.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Vocaloid or its characters.

"Wow! Look at her marks!"

"Hmm…A+ for English? What are you trying to be? An author?"

"A scientist?"

"I know! An internationally known tuna fisherwoman!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Again.

Once again locked in solitude.

Except this time it's in the toilet.

It's not as quiet as the closet but it still provides some privacy.

This time, Neru got a hold of my report card and she teased my English score as she and her group doesn't care about English at all, saying I wanted to be an 'internationally known tuna fisherwoman'. I'm only studying English so diligently is because to be an internationally known singer, you should speak fluent English as it is the most spoken language in the entertainment world.

I still haven't told Miku yet. I just can't bring myself to say. I'm afraid of her reaction and of mine. I'm afraid I'll cry just trying to tell her. The day is getting closer and closer, I'll have to tell her eventually…

Alright, enough crying, I have to be strong. I took some toilet paper and wiped my eyes. It's time to get out of this pity place!

"Luka?"

Or not…Yep, I prefer this nice clean cubical…

"Luka? Are you in there?"

Oh no, she's knocking on my door!

Silence…

I think she's gone…

I let out a sigh in relief…

"Found you!"

A little too soon, perhaps!

I looked up and saw her peeping over the wall that separated the other cubical from my one. She can do some really crazy things sometimes! I didn't want to see her, not now. I opened the door and ran out of the bathroom as faraway from Miku.

"LUKA!" I turned my head and saw Miku catching up with me. I totally forgot she is one of the school's best athlete!

Can't run, need to hide! Where? Where?!

Luka better have a good reason to run away from me! I turned into a corner which led to a dead end. Luka was no where in sight. I heard heavy footsteps downstairs, probably her's. I ran to the nearest staircase and ran down the stairs to the ground floor. I don't know how she got downstairs and I don't wanna know for now. I saw her running across the field.

"LUKAAAA!" I yelled. She turned back and looked at me, tears were streaming down her eyes. I felt my heart skip a beat as I saw her face. I saw her lips mouthed a word before she began running away again.

"Go away." I think it was…

I'm definitely have to find out what's going on…

What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this! I shouldn't be hiding! I can't believe I ran away from Miku, my one and only true friend. She's gonna hate me for life. This is not going to plan. I'm supposed to be with her.

How long is it until that day?

Less than 3 months left…

I have to apologize ASAP!

I knocked on the brown wooden door. I saw a pink haired woman in her 30s at the door. She recognized me immediately.

"Oh, it's you Miku! Come in! Come in!" "Thank you, Mrs. Mengurine." I replied politely. This woman is Luka's mother. She's a kind loving person who is very honest. I entered the house and looked around. It was emptier than usual. The pictures were taken off the wall and there were cardboard boxes everywhere.

"Luka! Miku's here for you!" Mrs. Mengurine yelled. I heard fast thumps above us which then were heard coming down the stairs. I saw Luka wearing a white T-shirt with blue shorts. As soon as she reached the end of the stairs, she bowed in front of me.

"I'm sorry for running away from you today! Please forgive me!" She said sadly.

"L-Luka…Get off the floor! You know well enough I can never hate you but I'll need an explanation!" I said demanding. She smiled and nodded.

"By the way, what's with all the boxes?" I said pointing at a stack of boxes.

"Oh, Luka didn't tell you?" Mrs. Mengurine said as she walked stood behind Luka. Luka's face was written with shock.

"You see, my husband got promoted and his new office is in Tokyo." I noticed Luka was shaking as her mother spoke.

I regret asking that question because I should have realized sooner…

"We're moving away…"

Miku was in shock, I noticed her eyes were tearing up. I felt my heart spilt into two at the sight of her crying. She ran out of the front door, not looking back.

"Ummm, was it something I said?" My mom said innocently. I don't have the time to deal with my mom right now.

I have to go after Miku and explain to her everything now…

Even if she hates me…

I heard sobbing from our treehouse. Yep, she's in there. I climbed the rope ladder and saw Miku curled into a ball in a corner.

"Hey…" I said softly. No reply. I walked slowly towards her and sat next to her. She refused to look at me.

"I was going to tell you but I couldn't do it. I was afraid that you would be shocked and hate me. I didn't even have a say in this whole moving idea…" She didn't say anything, she continued to cry.

"And about today, I was going to consult our homeroom teacher about a mistake in my examination results. Neru pulled the paper out of my hand and looked at my results. She starting teasing me, saying I was getting good marks in my English to be an internationally known tuna fisherwoman…"

Silence…

"Miku, I'm sorry…"

"Where are you moving to?" Her voice was soft and shaky.

"Tokyo…"

"When?" She asked, slightly louder.

"10 September…"

She stood up and pulled out a pink marker pen. She flipped the calendar on the wall to September and circled the date '10'.

"You're lucky, you know that?" She said softly, refusing to look at me.

"Vocaloid Academy is in Tokyo…" She said softly. Vocaloid Academy is one of the most privileged music schools in Japan. Most of the famous singers and composers come from that school.

"You'll pass the entrance exam for sure with your voice, Luka!" Her cheeks were stained with dried tears and her nose was red but she smiled with her heart. Now that's strength, something I lack a lot.

"Don't you dare scare me like that! You sounded like a zombie earlier!" I scolded as I slapped her arm.

"Ahn! Luka's so mean!" She said with a childish voice which complimented her childish pout.

I don't know what's gonna happen in the future but one things for sure…

These 3 months I have left with Miku will forever be treasured in my heart!

Good night.

~ Samantha Nightingale