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Table of Contents

- Genres -
- Summary -

Volume One: Her Hidden Identity!

Chapter 1: Getting Used to the New Life
Chapter 2: Goodbye My Peaceful Days
Chapter 3: A Visit From an Old 'Friend'
Chapter 4: I Need A Change of Pace
Chapter 5: Is It Really A Love Rival?

Volume Two: Fairytale or Blood?

Chapter 6: In the Rain There's Comfort
Chapter 7: An Invitation to A Ball
Chapter 8: Truth Revealed? A Past Flame!
Chapter 9: The Legendary Tainted Rose?
Chapter 10: Doki Doki Love Experience!
Chapter 11: Overflowing: The Past and You
Chapter 12: Extra - When We First Met

- List of Characters -

Volume Three: Memories of Fireworks

Chapter 13: Bodyguard-san, Please Protect Me!
Chapter 14: The Real Souichirou is A Crybaby
[ Chapter 15: On the Other Side of the Wall (Out on June 21, 2013) ]

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Genres: Comedy, Drama, Martial Arts, Romance, School Life

Summary: What would you do if you suddenly had to change the way you think, dress, talk and act? Seventeen years old Arisa, whose Mother is the most famous model and Father known for his nature photography was given a weird challenge. She has to get top grades until she graduates High School or risk losing her freedom and becoming a model like her Mom wants her to be! Arisa reluctantly accepts, but it's not as easy as it looks when on top of all that she has to hide her identity to not draw attention to herself. Everything was going smoothly...until she crossed paths with the two guys who turned her life upside down. What should she do now? Falling in love is not an option!

Have you heard of those rumors spreading about a girl who pushed this other girl in front of a moving vehicle because of something about "she stole my boyfriend" or was it "she stole my girlfriend?" I don't really remember.

Or what about the one where this boy is prostituting his girlfriends to clients because he needs the money to consistently pay off his gambling debts?

Oh, this one was interesting. Supposedly our female counselor is setting appointments aside for having students come in to her office during school hours and doing inappropriate things. I bet you can guess what those "things" are, right?

And so, for the first time in the 17 years I've been alive I can say with all honesty, while looking you straight in the eyes, that those rumors aren't associated with me in any way. Really! After transferring to this High School things are going unexpectedly smooth thanks to the three rules I've set for myself, which I've been strictly following.

1. No matter what happens, control my temper.

2. Study everyday like my life depends on it.

3. Never get into or between a relationship (that includes friends).

All thanks to these rules five months of school has gone by in a blink of an eye. Not only is there that to be thankful of but not one person here has noticed my real identity. Yay! Now I'm kinda glad that mom kicked me out to live with my dad. I transferred to this public school in my third year of High School, before this I use to go to a private school filled with all kinds of rich kids.

Walking down the hallway with books in my hand, keeping my head down, I made it to the classroom without getting into trouble. Taking a seat at my desk I took out my materials to get ready for today's lesson while everyone else were chatting about the rumors (the ones that I mentioned above of course).

You must be curious by now about why I'm being so cautious and working hard to become an honor student. Now, now, let's be patient. I'll fill you in all the details!

My name is Arisa, for most of my dramatic life I was known as "Tainted Rose". I used to be like the other kids when I was little. I loved playing in the sandbox or playing tag with the boy I had a crush on. The only difference was that I was the daughter of the most famous female supermodel, oh and the ever-so-popular photographer, my dad.

Photographer and model...I bet you've already figured out how they met and became all lovey-dovey. Yup! What you're thinking is probably close to how it went. Dad was the photographer for a music ad that Mom was asked to be in (this was around when she started modeling) and like most of the other pathetic guys who knew they didn't have a chance, he fell for her charm at first sight and pursed to woo her. Mom wasn't interested in dating and wanted to focus on her career so she rejected his advances each and every time. Dad being the optimistic guy wouldn't give up and his efforts finally paid off when he rescued her from a pervert. "I was a damsel in distress and your Father was my knight in shining armor!" ...Was what Mom told me hundreds of time in that infatuated voice of hers. Bleh!

Anywaaaays...back to the main point! My caretaker/bodyguards were these two huge foreign men who were always talking in English unless they needed to communicate with me. It was because of them that I had learned a second language in my early years. With them around me 24/7 I felt suffocated.

I didn't have many friends and the friends I did have would use me to get close to my parents. I was constantly watched by everyone around me. At the age of 12, I finally snapped (I mean, wouldn't you too?). My first victims, unfortunately for them, were the bodyguards. I played villain and pretended I was in trouble to get them fired.

After that I went in search for a trainer, to train me in every known fighting style. My strongest point according to sensei was Kendo. After the changes in me were starting to become noticeable to others they gave me the name Tainted Rose. A beautiful rose who became tainted (bad, in other words).

I would always wear chains at my jeans, rings on all my fingers and black gloves to cover them. My black long hair wild and curly, my long legs and my body full with scars gave me the look of a delinquent (Mom would give me this ointment to make sure I don't get any permanent scars…she's completely obsessed with looks). I started a female motorcycle gang called the Black Rose and from then on I was known as the best fighter and a respected leader.

We did everything you can, or might be able to imagine what delinquents with no life did. Everyday we would always get racing challenges from other school "gangs" and even adult gangs. Every night we were at our hangout spot, chilling with other troublemakers like ourselves.

Everything was going good, life was a fun. That is…until…I got into a teeeeny problem. Ok...you've caught me...it was more than a simple, small problem. It was a rather huge one...at least for my Mom.

The next strongest girl in the gang, Lin, a Chinese transfer student got extremely pissed at me because I stole her boyfriend..actually I didn't even know he was her boyfriend because she never introduced him to us. When you think about it everything that happened was mostly her fault! We met at my Mom's boss birthday party and apparently he was one of our newest models. Tall, with dark brown hair tied back, a slim but muscled body, not to mention he was a straight-forward guy who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it...he was soooo my type!

Do you call it stealing when the guy is the one who comes up to you and says that he wants to have sex with you? Ok, maybe I shouldn't have accepted it right away but I was drunk and was looking to have a fun time. Where's the wrong in that? It wasn't like he wanted to break up with his girlfriend and get serious with me. Besides if he's going to do that to the girl he's been dating for over a year then isn't it good that she found out the truth about him before it was too late?

Of course Lin didn't take it so good even after I explained that to her. She went and started another gang of hers, bent on destroying me. I ignored her at first but then she was starting to be a pain. Wanting to giving her a little threat, I hired some male delinquents to play around with her. The outcome wasn't so good. It ended up with them going a little to far. The next day at school pictures of a naked Lin was posted everywhere, and so was the site to where you could watch the video of a Lin crying and calling out for mommy. Heh. Pffft. Hahaha!

Ahem...now here I am, after my mom heard what happened she realized that I was the one who was behind it. She pretty much got fed up with me and literally kicked me out of my huge mansion to live at my Dad's small three floor condo building. Even though Dad is rarely home! I mean it wasn't that serious, why couldn't they understand that?

Before she kicked me out, she glared at me with her stubborn pride and gave me a challenge. She said I could accept it or turn it down. Until I graduate High School if I get good grades and stay out of trouble then she'll give up on me becoming a model and will let me do whatever I wanted with my life. If I screwed up even once then I'll have to train under her and enter her company with a five-year contract.

I was going to refuse her her challenge without hesitating, because I mean, why do I have to accept something so ridiculous? That is until I heard her conversation over the phone with my Dad. "Do you think it's because of what happened back then?" Mom said with her voice filled with tears "But honey ever since then she's changed so much. Maybe she remembered what happened? Her counselor did say her memories might return one day and that we should prepare for it." She listened a little to what Dad was saying and then with a hoarse voice that nearly broke my heart she said, "We should have given up on our dreams to stay by her side more."

I bit my lower lip with my teeth...I did this when I was worried or nervous. I never noticed they still worried about that. When I was a kid, I was always a target for kidnapping, but because I had bodyguards with me all the time they were all failed attempts. Until one day...I was kidnapped for ransom. My parents were ready to hand over the money...but something happened...for some reason two weeks later someone found me wandering around the streets at night and called the police. I had no memories of how I ended up there...or no memories of what happened the past two weeks, not even what the kidnapper looked like. Every time I tried thinking about what happened I would get an extreme headache...and nothing but darkness. So I stopped trying to remember.

I sighed. Those idiots. It was a long time ago and I was already over it. After seeing Mom in so much pain over me I made a decision. I agreed to her challenge.

I'm actually enjoying this lifestyle. Not having to worry if someone is waiting for you at the school gate, having to constantly watch your back, not partying at night and getting drunk until you wake up somewhere unfamiliar...yup, a very...peaceful life...

Yea right! It's the most boring, and exhausting thing that I've ever had to go through! Not only do I have to go through the same routine every single day I have to keep my temper in check. Which is really hard when you have to see these arrogant girls five days a week, listen to the teacher talk for nine hours a day, have boys laugh at you because you're not "beautiful" enough to hit on and have the geeks look down on you because you're not smart enough to be a geek.

There are so many things here that keeps getting me mad. If my Mom hadn't given me that challenge, the school infirmary would probably always be full with wounded students. I wondered how long I'll be able to hold out.

If only the next year and a half would go by in a blink without any problems. You'd hope so too, right? Just smooth sailing...Riggggghhhht.