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Ok first off, I apologise if the name... offneds or is bad to anyone, I just like the name for this story :3 It's original and it does contain alot of sexual references... well I'm not sure yet but it's mentioned all the time so yeah... here goe's. I wright long chapters...
Chapter 1:
Why is my life complicated?! I am a year ten student at Fianuyra High school. I’m in all the top classes (besides math of course), I’m a quiet achiever, my best friend's a guy and my twin hates me. To put a cherry on that wonderful life I have no breasts what-so-ever and I am the clumsiest girl you will ever meet. I’m Keiko Hurada.
So you're thinking 'yeah sure how is your life bad', let me tell you you’re not living it. Of course I’m boyfriend-less, have been and most likely always will be. It’s one of those things where all the guys were absolute idiots, yeah were. Isn’t it funny when you look back at your first day of school ever and see all the people you know now eating play dough, playing kiss chasey and the girls running running real fast cause the boys had coodies. It’s weird to see how much we’ve changed though our habits are kinda the same if you substitute the play dough for smokes, kiss chasey for frenching and the coodies for extreme hotness, then yeah it works.
We had just arrived home from holidays, the long holidays were my best so far mum took me and my sister to America, even if it was a business trip for her, it was fun city for me. Except the fact that Yumi was a total stuck up the whole time and just wanted to shove unknown guy’s tongues down her throat. Me? I went sightseeing, San Fransisco is beautiful and universal studios would have to be one of my favourite places. But as you know the two months and a half of vacay had to come to an end and so we did have to return to Japan.
Fianuyra is the smallest town in Japan it consists of 2, 347 people, like I said it’s a town not a village. We have a public high school and a private high school. On the first day back my alarm on my phone played “Sanctuary” by Utada Hikaru, her music is madly awsome. I heaved myself out of bed and beat Yumi to the shower. “I’m the eldest, I should go first!” After quickly having my shower and getting dressed I sat down for breakfast. Mum always cooks breakfast on school days and I always ate it.
I looked curiously around the kitchen, our clean, empty kitchen. Yep no delicious pancake smell, no fry pan, no mum. I saw a note on the bench, leaning over to it I fell off my stool. “Ow...” I groaned, holding my head. I managed to stand up without falling over again. ‘Yumi and Keiko make your own breakfast and don’t be surprised if I’m not home tonight. Work emergency. Love mum.’ Well, that bites, I‘d have to wait for Yumi as I can’t cook.
I sighed as Yumi flipped another pancake. “I can’t believe mums not here on our first day of year ten...” I muttered to Yumi. She turned to me with an annoyed expression. “Grow up, she can’t always be around.” She passed me a plate of pancakes with butter and syrup. I took a bite and praised Yumi, I had to admit mum was a great cook, but Yumi passed great in many ways with her cooking. “I wish I could cook like this.” I said licking some syrup off my fork. “You’re not even allowed to touch the kettle, little own the fry pan.” My sister sneered. I glared at her, it would have been ok if she joked about it but she didn’t, even if it was true.
After my wonderful breakfast I grabbed my pack, lunch and roller blades and waited for Yumi. She locked the door after checking everything was ok. We always walk together, always. I started to walk out the drive way when a car pulled up at our little suburban house. Yumi walked past me and got into the passenger seat then frenched the guy driving the red... I don’t even know what car it was, I’m not into that stuff. Then without a wave or any acknowledgement of me, they sped off. Well so much for 'always' walking together and who the hell was that!?
“Who was that?” I spun around on my heel to see a kind of familiar face; blue eyes and shaggy mouse-brown hair. “Hiro-kun!” I squeaked excitedly, I barely recognised his voice little-own him. “Oh so it’s Kun not bakka now?” He teased me; I was still on the shock of him FINALLY reaching puberty. I laughed nervously and put my blades on. “How is it I go away for the holidays and you can’t even wait till I get back to change.” I played along. Hiro Tomari is my best friend and man did I score... wait did I just say that?!
Hiro always was a skinny boy, no meat and no muscles, never brushed his hair and always loved baggy clothes. His mouse-brown hair now was more mouse-brown with blonde streaks, (I’ll so ask if they’re natural) Broad shoulders and not skinny as-such now he’s not total all out buff but you can see he has done some exercise. His arms now had some muscle still not what you would call major hot but still. Something other than his appearance was different, his attitude had changed too; I could tell by just looking at him he had gained self-confidence, he had a nice black bag though he always used to have a red one and how I said he always wore baggy stuff, nup he wore a tight black shirt that you could easily see his broad chest in and he wore normal jeans.
Myself? I wore my dark blue hair (yes its natural) in long pigtails that fell down onto my chest , that which didn’t matter cause I didn’t have any anyway. I wore a pink heart t-shirt and baggy black cargo pants. I wasn’t the skinniest girl in our year but I was definitely under weight. I had my much loved skate shoes in my bag and my heart necklace my mum bought me. I wore my friendship bracelet that Hiro made for me in year 4, the day we met. It was multi-coloured and very old, it was falling apart; I only never wore it while taking a shower. I noticed Hiro wore his too, he never used to wear it he thought it was too girly; his being red, Hiro’s favourite colour.
“So, you had a good holiday?” I said standing up after buckling my skates and skated towards the direction of the school, Hiro following on his scooter. “Yeah, it was ok, but kind of lonely without you.” I had a big grin plastered on my face, luckily he was behind me otherwise he would have seen; our friendship was more a love-to-hate. I looked back at Hiro and stuck my tongue out at him. “KEIKO! LOOK OUT!” He yelled as I turned around I realised I had reached the road and a truck was heading towards me. I tried to stop but my skates wouldn’t comply the best I could do was shield my head and wait for severe pain. I screamed and I heard the truck coming until I felt a massive blow to my right hip and I was knocked to the ground.
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hope you enjoyed teh first chapter >_<
Chapter 1:
Why is my life complicated?! I am a year ten student at Fianuyra High school. I’m in all the top classes (besides math of course), I’m a quiet achiever, my best friend's a guy and my twin hates me. To put a cherry on that wonderful life I have no breasts what-so-ever and I am the clumsiest girl you will ever meet. I’m Keiko Hurada.
So you're thinking 'yeah sure how is your life bad', let me tell you you’re not living it. Of course I’m boyfriend-less, have been and most likely always will be. It’s one of those things where all the guys were absolute idiots, yeah were. Isn’t it funny when you look back at your first day of school ever and see all the people you know now eating play dough, playing kiss chasey and the girls running running real fast cause the boys had coodies. It’s weird to see how much we’ve changed though our habits are kinda the same if you substitute the play dough for smokes, kiss chasey for frenching and the coodies for extreme hotness, then yeah it works.
We had just arrived home from holidays, the long holidays were my best so far mum took me and my sister to America, even if it was a business trip for her, it was fun city for me. Except the fact that Yumi was a total stuck up the whole time and just wanted to shove unknown guy’s tongues down her throat. Me? I went sightseeing, San Fransisco is beautiful and universal studios would have to be one of my favourite places. But as you know the two months and a half of vacay had to come to an end and so we did have to return to Japan.
Fianuyra is the smallest town in Japan it consists of 2, 347 people, like I said it’s a town not a village. We have a public high school and a private high school. On the first day back my alarm on my phone played “Sanctuary” by Utada Hikaru, her music is madly awsome. I heaved myself out of bed and beat Yumi to the shower. “I’m the eldest, I should go first!” After quickly having my shower and getting dressed I sat down for breakfast. Mum always cooks breakfast on school days and I always ate it.
I looked curiously around the kitchen, our clean, empty kitchen. Yep no delicious pancake smell, no fry pan, no mum. I saw a note on the bench, leaning over to it I fell off my stool. “Ow...” I groaned, holding my head. I managed to stand up without falling over again. ‘Yumi and Keiko make your own breakfast and don’t be surprised if I’m not home tonight. Work emergency. Love mum.’ Well, that bites, I‘d have to wait for Yumi as I can’t cook.
I sighed as Yumi flipped another pancake. “I can’t believe mums not here on our first day of year ten...” I muttered to Yumi. She turned to me with an annoyed expression. “Grow up, she can’t always be around.” She passed me a plate of pancakes with butter and syrup. I took a bite and praised Yumi, I had to admit mum was a great cook, but Yumi passed great in many ways with her cooking. “I wish I could cook like this.” I said licking some syrup off my fork. “You’re not even allowed to touch the kettle, little own the fry pan.” My sister sneered. I glared at her, it would have been ok if she joked about it but she didn’t, even if it was true.
After my wonderful breakfast I grabbed my pack, lunch and roller blades and waited for Yumi. She locked the door after checking everything was ok. We always walk together, always. I started to walk out the drive way when a car pulled up at our little suburban house. Yumi walked past me and got into the passenger seat then frenched the guy driving the red... I don’t even know what car it was, I’m not into that stuff. Then without a wave or any acknowledgement of me, they sped off. Well so much for 'always' walking together and who the hell was that!?
“Who was that?” I spun around on my heel to see a kind of familiar face; blue eyes and shaggy mouse-brown hair. “Hiro-kun!” I squeaked excitedly, I barely recognised his voice little-own him. “Oh so it’s Kun not bakka now?” He teased me; I was still on the shock of him FINALLY reaching puberty. I laughed nervously and put my blades on. “How is it I go away for the holidays and you can’t even wait till I get back to change.” I played along. Hiro Tomari is my best friend and man did I score... wait did I just say that?!
Hiro always was a skinny boy, no meat and no muscles, never brushed his hair and always loved baggy clothes. His mouse-brown hair now was more mouse-brown with blonde streaks, (I’ll so ask if they’re natural) Broad shoulders and not skinny as-such now he’s not total all out buff but you can see he has done some exercise. His arms now had some muscle still not what you would call major hot but still. Something other than his appearance was different, his attitude had changed too; I could tell by just looking at him he had gained self-confidence, he had a nice black bag though he always used to have a red one and how I said he always wore baggy stuff, nup he wore a tight black shirt that you could easily see his broad chest in and he wore normal jeans.
Myself? I wore my dark blue hair (yes its natural) in long pigtails that fell down onto my chest , that which didn’t matter cause I didn’t have any anyway. I wore a pink heart t-shirt and baggy black cargo pants. I wasn’t the skinniest girl in our year but I was definitely under weight. I had my much loved skate shoes in my bag and my heart necklace my mum bought me. I wore my friendship bracelet that Hiro made for me in year 4, the day we met. It was multi-coloured and very old, it was falling apart; I only never wore it while taking a shower. I noticed Hiro wore his too, he never used to wear it he thought it was too girly; his being red, Hiro’s favourite colour.
“So, you had a good holiday?” I said standing up after buckling my skates and skated towards the direction of the school, Hiro following on his scooter. “Yeah, it was ok, but kind of lonely without you.” I had a big grin plastered on my face, luckily he was behind me otherwise he would have seen; our friendship was more a love-to-hate. I looked back at Hiro and stuck my tongue out at him. “KEIKO! LOOK OUT!” He yelled as I turned around I realised I had reached the road and a truck was heading towards me. I tried to stop but my skates wouldn’t comply the best I could do was shield my head and wait for severe pain. I screamed and I heard the truck coming until I felt a massive blow to my right hip and I was knocked to the ground.
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hope you enjoyed teh first chapter >_<
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