My story is about Death, Destruction and a little bit of love, okay a lot of love and a little absolutely now Destruction but there is a little bit of death. My story begins with drugs. After my mother and father died in a car accident, my brother and I were left alone to fend for ourselves. I was 11 at this time, so my brother was just like my father. He was 18 when they died he still grieved for weeks but hey who wouldn't be upset if their parents died. Sadly he did at the age of 23. He could never get over losing both his parents, so he overdosed and abandoned me in this big world, all by my-self with no one to watch over me.
This is why I am now on a private jet with my mums very close flying to Tokyo to live with her and her family; she has 2 twin boys Hikaru and Kouru both very Mischievous but very kind. I sat by the window and stared out into the blank canvas of a sky. I had thoughts of my brother, mum and dad all going through my head, I felt tears roll down my cheek and fall into my lap where they soaked into my jeans.
The plane landed and I quickly dried my eyes with my sleeve a new question was now running through my mind. What would they think of me, I am tall, darker skinned, have black hair pulled back in many braids and in my opinion the perfect body (for a 16 year old that is). As I stepped off the plane I saw a huge black limo with a chauffeur standing holding open the back door. Two guys about my age stepped out both of them looked exactly the same except for their hair which was parted separate ways.
As a girl I thought they were pretty hot, but I am self-conscious so I immediately pulled my hood over my face to hide. They both looked at me weirdly when I jumped the bottom 3 steps and landed on the ground perfectly. They both walked up to me and began welcoming me to Japan and saying that I would enjoy living with them till I finished school. They each grabbed one of my hands and lead me to the car without noticing my skin colour. They climbed into the car and left the window seat for me, they kept poking me and asking questions about my home country America. I sat and stared out the window as the limo drove down the bustling streets of Japan. The limo turned down a gravel driveway towards a huge mansion; Hikaru leaned close to my ear and whispered "welcome to your new home Zani". I jumped at the sound of his voice.
Once the car had stopped out I got out as quickly as possible to get away from the Twins of Evil I ran to catch up with the twins mum who had arrived in a different car she grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes she could tell I was still very upset about what happened 2 days ago. I looked over my shoulder to see the twins staring at us, "can I please go to my room" I asked in a whisper. She nodded her head and grabbed my hand then pulled me into the house.
I got the basement. It had been renovated into a bedroom, and there was a spiral staircase that came down from the door the handrail had been covered in lights and lanterns. In one corner of the room there was a bar that was full of Monster and Coke, my bed was placed along the far wall it was covered in pillow-pets and pillows. There was also a flat-screen TV in the middle of a bookcase with a huge sofa in front of it with bean bags all over the floor. I did a circle of the room touching and looking at everything. I turned quickly to look at my second mother who was standing in the center of the room looking at me, I ran to her and embraced her in a hug she released me and grabbed both my hands before pulling me into a separate room behind the stairs that was my closet but looked more like the room of an apartment. It was beautiful.