A New Start

by gym leader katy

A story about my OC, Marina Nakamura, a very depressed and timid girl, and when she arrives in a new town. She meets Amu and the group, who eventually become the friends she's always wanted. At first she hates the infamous Ikuto Tsukiyomi, but will he be the one she's been looking for to help her find out who she wants to be and begin her new start?

1. Chapter 1

Hey everyone, welcome to A New Start. This is the first story i've ever published and i'm really proud of it. Yes, the main romance involves an OC of mine and Ikuto, so if you aren't a fan of that, then don't read. Anyways, I hope that everyone likes it, it would mean the world to me if you would review and tell me what you like and don't like. Of course this is only the first chapter (mostly an introduction), and there will be many more to come. In the mean time here's the story.

Introduction: 2 Months Before

"W...what?" I asked, a tear creeping up on me.

"I'm sorry Marina, but we don't have any choice. Your father got a better job offer, a tremendous raise from his old one. It's for the better... Start packing up, we leave in two months."

The tear fell down.

"Please don't be like that... Look, this will also be better for you. There are alot more kids your age. There's a beautiful downtown with alot of cute shops I know you'll like. There's also a beautiful school, Seiyo High. You will like it. Trust me." She winks.

"Okay mom."

"Good," she kisses the top of my head. "Now atleast go pack up the things on your walls."

"Okay."

2 Months Later

Me, my mom, and my dad were driving on the highway in our cramped two-door Toyota. They informed me the trip would take about three hours. At first I told myself that this would be good for me, that I could get rid of my anxiety and make a new start and make some actual, good friends. But as we covered each mile after mile, I started to get worried. It took me forever to get used to my old town, and with a city as big as the one we were moving to, I didn't know how long it would take me to get used to it (probably forever). I took a sip of my chamomille tea in my favorite travel mug to try and relax myself, but it wasn't working. Atleast my parents packed the blankets and pillows next to my seat. I let my head fall onto a pillow, a tear slipping out. I listened to the pitter-patter of the rain on the car ceiling, and turned my head to watch the raindrops slide on the windows.

As soon as I heard the rushing of water I lifted my head up and saw bright headlights growing and then they got so close I swear they touched me, but then I couldn't see anything. My eyes opened and I saw blood on my arm and I could taste it. Then my eyes closed slowly.

Thanks for reading. I'll try to update every few days if not every other day.