Chapter 1
So Rachael and I…yeah we're in Japan…specifically in Fruits Basket. How did we get here, you may ask? Well…let us backtrack a bit, shall we?
One Week Earlier…
We were sitting in Health on day and Ms. Henn was talking, trying to make the class interesting, while we were falling asleep.
It was then that Rachael whispered to me, "Let's go to Fruits Basket!"
"What the hell do you mean?" I whispered back. "Are we gonna fly to Japan and stalk the creator? And what do you mean 'go to Fruits Basket'? Are you insane!"
She gave me on of her looks that clearly says 'duh', and said, "You really need to ask? And…" she got a look in her eye that warns you to step back and run, "What was that you said?"
DING DING DONG!
The warning bells were going crazy in my head. This was not a good sign. It meant that I was about to get sucked into some sort of crazy scheme.
Crud.
"…fly to…Japan…stalk the…creators…go…Fruits Basket…"
Suddenly she began to laugh insanely to herself and by now the bells were louder and were giving me a headache.
Oh.
No.
"We're going to Japan tonight!" she announced after the last bell rang.
"What!" I yelled, scaring the people in a 10 foot radius.
"You heard me," she said.
"Yes, but you're not serious," I shot back.
"Don't I look serious?" Crap.
She did.
This sucked.
"I'm guessing there's no way I'm getting out of this no matter what excuse I give you, right?"
Rachael nodded and I sighed.
Damn.
So we got on a plane headed to Japan from St. Louis. And it wasn't until we were over the Pacific Ocean that I realized something.
"RACHAEL! NO ONE KNOWS WHERE THE HELL WE'VE GONE! WHAT THE FREAK DID YOU GET ME INTO? RACHAEL! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"