Humm... I tried writing fic about Narumi's family...

I'm sorry because my fic is too ordinary... and so sorry about my bad english too...

It's fanfiction about the twins...

Enjoy reading then and please review...

Disclaimer : I do not own Beauty Pop, it belongs to Kiyoko Arai-sensei

Next Generation

Hi everyone…!!

My name is Arisu Narumi.

14 years old. I had just graduated from junior high school.

I’m a girl, of course… what’s next?

“Arisu…”

I turned around, my mom was standing in front of my room, looking at me with her sleepy eyes. She wore T-shirt and a dark jersey, her hair was brown, long, and straight perfectly. Her face was too cute for a woman about more than 30 aged.

“What’s the matter, mom?” I asked.

“It’s your wallet, you dropped it in the kitchen” she explained and gave a blue wallet to me. My eyes widen a bit.

“How could I drop it in the kitchen?!”

“That’s how you are” mom sighed. I smirked and pushed it into my pocket.

“Is she ready?”

My brother suddenly appeared behind mom (I didn’t even hear sound of his steps!). I smiled at him, the one who had mom’s face was me, but my brother had mom’s attitude.

“Don’t you look how ready I am now? Here we go!” I shouted cheerfully. Today was the first day for us as senior high school student. So I don’t want to miss it…

“We’re going first, mom” he smiled lazily, mom just nodded.

“Don’t forget telling dad to come back home earlier!” I warned.

“Yeah… but…”

“What?”

“Did you cut your bangs?”

My eyes widen. “Yes, I cut it myself.”

“It’s nice, but left is 3 mm more than right” she said. My mouth opened as looked how brilliant she is.

“Thanks, mom! I’ll fix it later!” I kissed her cheek and left.

My mom is Kiri Narumi, the best hair-stylist in Japan that I’ve ever seen. She was even more genius than my dad or grandpa (but I didn’t understand why my dad always disagree with it). I wanna be like her someday…

***

My first day in senior high school…

God… it was my first morning in a new school, but why everyone kept staring at me…?!

Okay… Actually I’ve realized that wasn’t me as the object they stared, but it was my brother, Hiroki Narumi.

We’re twins, do you know? But he was born 3 minutes earlier than me. Moreover, our face weren’t all the same, his face was copied from dad’s. So, that’s why all the girls kept staring at him… They thought he was so charming, but I have different judgment about this.

“Is he Narumi Hiroki?”

“Kya~!! So cute…!!”

“It’s first time I see him!”

“He’s even cooler than his picture in the magazine!”

I sighed… Why every girl became so noisy because of him? He was just indifferent guy who never took care of anything around him!

***

“We’re home!” I shouted as opened the door. Smiling cheerfully as found my dad in the living room. “Ah, papa’s home too…!!” I ran to hug him, he looks a bit hard breathing.

“You almost kill me!”

Mom smiled a bit. “Thank God you don’t have allergic to her.”

“Kiri! Please don’t say that!” he protested.

“Haha… I’ve just remembered when papa got hives as Chisami obaa-san hugged him!” I laughed. Dad’s face became so pale.

“Don’t tease your dad like that, Arisu…” mom warned.

“You’re the one who started everything, Kiri” mumbled dad.

“Okay, Shougo… You just have to take a rest” she smiled (you know, mom always looks lovelier as she smiled), and… my gosh… dad was blushing!

“How’s your day, Hiroki?” asked mom.

“Just fine” Hiroki said but I interrupted it, “what do you mean ‘just fine’…?! You made all the girls kept hanging around us! It makes me get so stressed…!!”

“Whatever you say, Arisu… Mom, what saydish we have for our dinner tonight?” asked Hiroki, he looks hungry already.

Mom just shrugged. “Your dad bought something to eat, still in the box, I haven’t opened it.”

Dad looked at mom confusingly. “I didn’t buy anything today.”

“Sorry, I mean Occhi.”

Dad’s eyes widen. “He’s not their dad!” he almost yelled in shock.

“Take it easy… I just said in the same way as they call him.”

Dad was so stressed. “I’ve already exhausted because of this joking” he sighed.

***

“Time is up.”

“Mom… give me 5 minutes more, please…” I asked in annoyance.

“It’s okay, but Hiroki could finish it in about less than 10 minutes” said mom.

“I know he did it so much faster, but I’m sure his cut isn’t better than me!” I protested.

Mom leaned down staring at Hiroki’s cut, she observed that mannequin head especially in its layered-hair. “It’s perfect” mom commented.

My mouth dropped, Hiroki smiled at her. “Thanks, mom” he smirked.

“If I have enough time, I’d cut it more perfectly!”

“Stop it, Arisu. I could do it in 10 minutes when my age was about 14” dad almost laughed.

“And still 10 minutes ‘till now…” mom smiled a bit.

“It’s 8 minutes, Kiri” dad rolled his eyes.

“Uppss… okay! 8 minutes, right? But mom can do it in 4 minutes” I grinned.

Dad was a bit annoyed, but he smiled then, “it’s better than someone who always cut in 15 minutes, right?”

I felt my confidence fell down. “Okay… I know I’m really slow…”

“You can practice your skill harder, Arisu” mom smiled. I smiled back at her.

“Okay, I’ll do whatever you say, mom” I smirked.

I looked at Hiroki who started practicing again. His cutting was fast and so great… He used his left hand to cut, just like mom.

I don’t know why I’m really slow in hair-cutting. Hiroki’s cut always perfect in mom’s eyes, and I can’t do the same…

I sighed…

When magic will come to help me?

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