[Nakazawa Yuko]
:: Back from her daydreaming about Mari in her new outfit, she overheard her ask a question....::
"I'm not that small, am I?" she asked Yuko, motioning to the tiny suit.
'Craaaaap!What do I say? Should I lie and tell her she's tall as a tree or tell her the truth, that she's so short people have to look down to make sure they're not about to step on her????? Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappppp! To me it doesn't matter, she's perfect but to other people............... Ok, I'll make like a lawyer and lie.......unlesss.........Ok, brutal honesty here we go!'
::In a barely audible voice she whispered this::
"To me you are perfect"
::It seemed Mari didn't hear her and she asked another question.::
'11:45. For Pete's sake, we'd be there by now if people weren't fooling around.' she rolled her eyes.
'Oh well, at least she doesn't think I am weird when I said that. I guess that is an upside. But one day, I have to tell her how I really feel.........'
"Yeah, these darn kids and whatnot....yadda yadda yadda......." ::Yuko answered nonchalantly, bored of their predicament and restless. She started taping her toes to an imaginary beat and ever so slightly swaying her head in diferent directions.::
Matsumoto: " Nakazawa Yuko , you will be... "
'Oh yeah! Finally! I get told what I'm to do! I can't wait! But why do I have this bad feeling? A chill on my back! Something in the oit of my stomach is telling me to run, and run fast..... I wonder why..'
::She thought as she slid to the very edge of her seat, breaking into a slight sweat. She stared at the official with a look of terror as her hands intertwined and squeezed each other so tight her knuckles turned white. She looked over at Mari, blushing and gave her a small smile and held out her hand to her, hoping her holding her hand would bring her some comfort and peace of mind.::