Reckless Chap. One

Your name is Alesha Parnell. You are an attractive brunette with dark green eyes. You are 16 years old. Your birthday is May 8. You come from an extremely wealthy family in England. Lately, there have been threats to hold you ransom. So, your parents have decided that you are to live in Japan with your aunt until they can get to the bottom of the ransom notes. You aren't very happy about having to go to a new school and leave your friends, but your life is in danger so you just accept it. At least, you bothered to learn Japanese a few years ago. You are going into the 11th grade at Raira Academy. You wonder what it'll be like...

You get off the plane and meet your aunt outside the airport. She is very happy to see you, since it had been at least three years since you last visited. You make it back to her huge house, which was about a mile and a half away from Raira Academy. Your aunt offered to have her chaffeur pick you up, but you denied her offer, telling her that you ran two miles on the treadmill at home each day. Walking a mile and a half wouldn't be an issue for you. You often asked her why she chose the cramped, dirty city of Ikebukuro over a luxurious lifestyle in London and she always told you how Ikebukuro was more exciting and although it may look dirty and unkempt, it also had its hidden charms. You always rolled your eyes at her answer. It was getting pretty late and you started school tomorrow, so you went to bed for the night.

The next morning, when you got to classroom, everyone was talking and introducing themselves to the very few new people. It shocked and bothered you how no one even noticed you come in. Well, at least, you thought no one noticed you. You sat down in a seat next to the window, the second from the last seat. You never noticed the raven haired boy smirking behind you and watching you like a hawk. The teacher arrived and everyone took their seats. Although it had already been done, everyone stood and introduced themselves to the class.

When it was your turn you stood and said," Good morning. I am heiress Alesha Parnell. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." You sit and smile as your classmates process the fact that you have a British accent.

The boy, who you never noticed, stood up and said, "My name Izaya Orihara." He walked to the side your desk, took your hand in his, and kissed it." And it's a pleasure meeting you," he finished looking directly into your eyes. You blushed a little and then jerked your hand away. Izaya grinned and took his seat. Everyone around you were whispering and giggling, most likely about what had just happened. The entire rest of the day, Izaya messed with you and bothered you. You angrily turned around in your seat, almost blasting him in math class, but saw him smirk, realizing that that was what he wanted, and, instead, slammed your head down on your desk. You ended up giving yourself a headache, but, on the bright side, Izaya started laughing so loudly that he got in trouble when he couldn't explain why. Actually, he could've explained if he was able to breathe.

When the final bell rang, you grabbed your things and ran out of the classroom as fast as you could. You got to your locker and quickly shoved all the books you needed in your backpack. You slammed your locker door shut and almost screamed when you saw Izaya's grinning face.

"Aww. Is someone trying to avoid me?~"

"Leave me alone. Don't you have someone else you can bother?"

"There are many others I could bother for the rest of the year, but I chose you~"

"Oh, I'm honored," you said sarcastically and walked off. He followed you out of the school and down the street talking until he realized you were ignoring him.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" You didn't respond. "Hello?!" You continued to walk. He smiled when he remembered you jump and chuckle a little when he poked you in the side with his pen. "Fine. You've forced my hands." He grabbed you, pulled you out of the way of the crowd (which happened to be a small alley), and tickled your sides and stomach. Your backpack was across from you and you were sitting in Izaya's lap. You laughed hysterically yelling, "Stop, please!" Most people who passed the alley smiled when they saw you two, thinking you were dating. Izaya smiled and chuckled at how ticklish you were. When he was finished with you, you leaned against him, groaning in pain.

"My stomach hurts..."

"Are you gonna keep ignoring me or shall I continue?" He said reaching for your sides.

You grabbed his hands and yelled," No! Please, no more! I won't ignore you anymore."

He smiled and hugged you. "Thank you~" You shoved him away from you and grabbed you backpack.

"And don't think we're friends or anything. I still despise you.''

"Of course you do, Alesha-san~" He hugged you again.

You pushed him away from you again and yelled," Don't touch me again or I'll have you arrested! And don't call me that!" You continued walking home.

"You're so touchy. I like you even more now~"

"Whatever." He walked you home and you parted at the gate surrounding your aunt's house.

When you got inside, your aunt was smiling at you.

"Why are you smiling at me like that, auntie?"

"Don't act like a boy didn't just walk you home. I saw him smile at you as he watched you walk up to the door."

"He's just some boy that has been bothering me all day. He's a nobody."

"Mhm...so what's his name?"
"Izaya Orihara. Why do you ask?"

"Do you know the names of any of your other classmates?"

"...no."

" Ah...I see." She smirked.

"Hey! Don't get any ideas!"

"Well what am I supposed to think when an attractive male your age walks you home from school on your first day?"

Unable to answer her question, you stormed upstairs to your room to start on your homework. Your aunt just smiled and walked into the kitchen.