Okay, so this is my first thing on here

Okay, so this is my first thing on here. Please tell me what you think is right, what's wrong, etc., etc.

Here's my character's looks, background, and stuff like that. Oh, and she's based off of me, so…yeah.

Name: (not Hinamori like Amu-chi! P;) Himamori Tick (tock. xD)

Grade: 7th

Age: 12

Birthday: May 17

Other: Is in advanced classes (but she's on probation); not good at athletic stuff; prefers music over most things. Her sixth sense is very strong, which is probably why she is very interested in the paranormal. She is also very good at drawing and singing.

Personality: Her self confidence is zero, although she constantly tries to be more outgoing. She lives in her older brother and sister's shadow, people expecting her to be more like them: outgoing, blunt, friendly; however, she is not like them. She is shy, quiet, slower and learning then they, and doesn't have that many friends. Her parents have been fighting, and have been expecting even better things from her now. She doesn't talk about how she feels, and often ends up bottling things inside.

Looks: Lightly tanned skin, dark dark-almost black-hair that stops a little above her shoulders. It's a little curly, but she usually wears them in two pigtails (kind of like a ponytail, except two of them) that work for her, especially since her hair is so short. She has dark brown-almost black-eyes, and usually painted black fingernails. She wears eyeliner, but other than that she wears no make up.

Shugo Chara?: None at the moment…P;

Theme song!: The Show by Lenka or Rooftops by Lost Prophets

Now, let's get started! ;DD

Himamori Tick sat in front of the school. It was time for lunch, she had already eaten, and it was time for her to relax. She put her headphones over her ears and began to listen to her music. She stared at the sky, a tired yet thoughtful expression on her face. The project that I worked really, really hard on…wasn't good enough for Papa. She hit the ground with her fist. Why…

Tick! Think about it! You should do this, not that. Your brother and sister were able to do this with no problem!

Why…why couldn't she be how they wanted her to be? Like her brother or sister? Tick let out a sigh. She couldn't help if she was who she was, right? No, she could change herself. But…change was hard. And she always needed time. Her eyes dropped, and, letting out a last yawn, she fell asleep.

After her sleep!

"H-Hm…" Tick sat up. She stretched, looking around curiously. What did…where am I? O-Outside?! Oh, shoot! I fell asleep! She started running to her class, as well as trying to get some grass off of her uniform. After getting all of the grass off, she burst into the room. She opened the door, but managed to fall on her face in the process.

"Himamori!" The teacher scolded, frowning at her. She felt all of her classmate's eyes burning into her back.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I-It won't happen again." She felt her cheeks get warm…really warm. Tick took her seat, hearing some whispers from some other kids. She felt a lump in her throat. How could she just fall asleep like that? Raising her hand, her teacher looked at her with a rather annoyed look.

"What is it, Himamori?" he asked impatiently.

"Um, I'm not feeling so well. I-I'm g-going to go to the nurse."

"Huh? Uh, okay."

Grabbing her things hastily, she ran out the door. Exiting the school, she stared at the ground. No, she couldn't go home! She knew what would happen if she went home. They'd said it the last time she had been crying and they didn't know why.

Why are you crying? Stop it! There isn't any reason to cry! (Harsh right? I should know. It's not nice having your parents say that to you)

So, there was the second best thing. Tick sat on a swing in a park she had gone to when she was little. She had 'ran away' to the park, and stayed there for a few hours before they found her. She heard her parents say "If you guys need to talk about anything, or just need a hug, you can tell us!" Then they would hug her sister and brother. But…when she said something…she seemed be instantly rejected…

She stared at the ground, thinking about the things in the past week, and just the past week.

Singing? Are you stupid? You're nooo good, Tick Tock. Has anybody ever told you that you were good? No. Me, on the other hand, have gotten much more praise. You should just quit trying to sing. Her sister's voice rang in her head. Nobody told her she was good because she was scared to let them hear her because of what her sister had said.

Tick kicked at the ground.

You need to focus on your studies! Your grades are slipping! Your grades are the lowest out yours and your siblings'! My goodness! Stop drawing, stop going on the computer so much, stop listening to your music so much, and STUDY! She heard her dad's voice.

Tick's grip on the swing tightened.

Your sister's choice of clothes is so much better! And she has so much more friends! She is always willing to do things for everybody! All you do is hide behind the computer, or listen to your music, or draw. Try doing something productive, Tick! Now just her mother's voice was heard.

No…she didn't want to hear it. She didn't care if it was the truth. It didn't matter. Tick heard it to much. She was always doing something wrong. Why was it her fault for everything that went wrong?

"Ara, Himamori-san?" Who said her name? She'd heard it before.

Tick snapped back to reality. Ow! Her eyes were burning from the tears that were now pouring out of her eyes. She wiped them away quickly so she could see the person who had said her name.

"Hinamori…Amu?"

Cha! I cried when writing this! T.T So many memories were brought back, and I cried my hacking eyes out. Hope you all enjoyed it! The next one will be coming soon!