Little Hearts in Your Heart
Chapters 19. Writing Scenarios and Role Playing
Miki looked at the writing she had crossed out with a red ink polpen. He smiled, briefly. There's still a lot to do. What's he supposed to do? Ideas, cast—sang actor and some other men, kruk—Kaori, and of course what he has to prepare is a scenario. Without a scenario, there would be no running role.
Miki stared blankly at the TV she was wearing. “How do I develop an idea?” muttered. “Should I directly express love? That sounds really weird. What should I say?” Miki sighed.
“I think you should make impressive little meetings and more,” he said to himself, recalling Kaori who said she would help him. He stood up, went to the bathroom, got ready for Kaori's house.
*
Miki stood up, pressing the bell for the third time. Shiho must not be home. The door opened, he had just prepared to spray Kaori, but the one that opened the door was not the girl. Miki smiled, was wide, and definitely looked strange. “Kaori, no?”
“You live in Minato district, too?”
“Eh?” what question is that. Miki nodded. He thanked me, when welcome to enter even with just a head movement.
“Do you use the excuse to meet Kaori, when you want to see me,” Kyo's eyes are rounded, right in front of Miki's face. He's a little slouching.
Miki. He changed his sandals. He was just about to pass away, but was held back by the hand of Kyo who had pulled his jacket hat. He turned. “What's up, well, Kyo-san?” he looked up slightly, aware of the man's height.
“You won't tell people, right?”
Miki smiled despite the suspicion, narrowing her eyes. “Of course, Kyo-san,” said and locked his mouth.
“Ohiya, you're my fan right?”
Miki laughed, strange. “Fans?” he thought, briefly, “haha, of course. I'm a fan of Kyo-san.”
“Hmmm, I understand,” Kyo nods her head. “You can go now.”
Miki did not stop snorting and entered Kaori's room. “Finely, you opened the door.”
“Ah, Miki-neesan sit down,” greet Kaori, without distracting her from the novel she is reading.
“I will tell Akagi-san that it will not come if it is not a teaching day,” Miki said and made Kaori throw her book.
“I will open the door if Miki-neesan is coming,” Kaori promised, smiling widely. “Did anything upset you? None.” He showed his teeth.
“Your brother is a little annoying,” Miki's breath sounds.
“Oni? He's not just a bitch. Oniichan it...” Kaori was silent for a while, “kakan,” he said, also not so sure. “He just doesn't eat vegetables.”
“Ha,” Miki silent. “Ohiya, what are we going to do?”
“Sensei has started making stories?”
Miki sneering. “What will we do? Doing errands? Or what? Because I wouldn't be here if I started writing.” He took the book out of the bag.
Kaori is looking for books on the shelf, pulling maths package books. “Oh, should we do PR math?”
“Is there no other task? Are you tired of mathematics? You're the one who works and I'm the one who does Citizenship.”
“That's easy, we just need to move it from the book. Uh, by the way, let me ask you for help Oni,” Kaori said, smiling widely. “He likes Math.”
“Eis, no need, let me who menge..” yet Miki finished her sentence, Kaori has stood up and come out of her room. Miki let out a breath, lowered her head. His forehead touched the table.
“It's obvious that you're slackers.”
Miki lifted her head, finding Kyo had stood in the doorway. It's moving indistinctly.
Kyo pulled up a chair and sat down. While Miki and Kaori sat down. “What page is your job?” tanyakanya.
Miki glanced at Kaori. “Ohiya, Kyo-san, aren't you filming?” miki asked suddenly, looking at Kaori who was holding back a laugh.
Kyo. “Why? You're curious about my schedule.”
Miki immediately put on a smile. “That's because you look so free. You can still sit here and move your legs.”
Kyo stared at his sister's friend.
“Hmmm,” Miki nodded. “I understand. So please continue,” he said did not remove the smile on his face. He just felt strange, especially with people who saw him.
Kaori then called out the page, while Miki was already chin-backed.
“You are sure, he can work on it,” murmured Miki.
“Calm down, Miki-neesan, she's a Todai graduate,” Kaori whispered back.
“Really?”
“Hey, you, you have absolutely no idea about me well?” kyo's forehead wrinkled, “are you not my fan?”
“Ah, that,” Miki had forgotten that she had even read an article about the man, she glanced at Kaori, but the girl just shrugged. “Continue, Kyo-san,” Miki's voice, turned weird.
Kyo frowned and began to show how to work on it.
*
“Kyo-san,” shouted Miki and made the tall man turn around.
Kyo raised his eyebrows. “Do you have to shout in the teacher room?” grunts.
“Do you want to shoot? This is for you,” said Miki handed him a bottle of strawberry milk.
“Thank you,” said Kyo, received it and passed away. Miki waved her hand, until Kyo was invisible. Miki looked at his hand and sighed.
“What's the matter with you, Arai-san?”
Miki turned around and found Kurumi smiling, strange.
Miki and Kurumi were on the top floor. Looking at a calming atmosphere. “I found the lead for my story idea,” Miki said, propping up the chin. “I sound like a producer now. After getting the idea, looking for the cast, and I even had to create my dialogue.”
“That sounds hard, Miki,” Kurumi sighed too. “I saw you play a very good role. So you played like a celebrity?”
“Ehm, no,” Miki said shook her head. “I'm playing a girl who plays with a celebrity. The girl pretends to like the guy and when the guy turns to like the girl, it means the girl has managed to win the bet.”
Miki's friend snorted, asking what the difference was. “Then, what is the purpose of the girl?”
“I told you, the girl made a bet with her best friend. Like you and I bet, I'll win if I make a guy like me.”
“Eh, because of the bet with Aiko, you became like this, well,” Kurumi terwa, small. “Then if the man likes the girl, later, will not the girl receive it?”
“Sure, it won't be able to. Men will know that girls only play tricks on him, and he will stay away from the girl.”
“What if the girl really likes men?” kurumi's question, got Miki thinking.
“They will live together.”
“If men don't want it anymore.”
“It means, sad ending,” said Miki, relax.
“Ah, I understand,” Kurumi breathes, hard. “Do not bring heart, well.”
Miki smiled, “Of course not, my dear.”
“While the main cast in the drama alone, usual love location,” sentences Kurumi out of origin.
“That's because they got carried away the role,” Miki muttered, “remember, Kurumi, I'm not someone who will bring heart. Isn't I writing a story, it means I'm working.”
Kurumi nodded, smiled, cheered up.
Fortunately, I wrote my own script. So I have some considerations to make. I can play it well or not. Otherwise, I would have chosen the second option, doing absolutely nothing. Mickey.*
