Evil angel -_- WILDTRON01
Chapter 1: Anthem of the angels
"Crap! I'm going to be late! I hate my stupidity!" I shouted in English. None of the Japanese people knew English, so they looked at me like I was high. I was wearing jeans, a white short sleeve T-shirt, black jacket and black converse. My hair is insane, my brother keeps saying it looks like Yugi's from Yu-Gi-Oh. I took that as a compliment. But, now that I'm late to school, on my first day? That's embarrassing. I have green eyes. My brother was running in front of me. He had short blonde hair, blue eyes and an outfit similar to mine.
I burst in the classroom and every person looked at me like I was stupid. "Ever heard of a uniform miss..?" I panted, then answered. "Tiffany...Johnson." Some people pointed at my hair. "Is that popular in America?" asked a guy with WAY too much blonde hair. I scowled. "Are you serious? No of course not! Why would it be?" I asked. "Just a question." Hmm..."Miss Johnson sit by Tea Gardner." Wait...Tea? As in..? "Um.." I mumbled, deep in thought. "Me," a girl with short brown hair stood. I looked down. How embarrassing. "Right. I knew that." I stated. I sat in the desk and put my head in my hands. This is a complete disaster. "America. That is different." I sank down in my seat. Should've stayed home, like my mom asked. But no, I actually wanted to go to school.
Not much long later, the bell rang and people shouted, "MORNING BREAK!" I sunk further in my seat. Just stay here, or run away and get lost in Japan. Wouldn't that be nice? Have no friends in Japan, and be lost and alone. Would that be worse than death? I'm not sure and I don't want to find out. "Hi!" Tea yelled getting in my face. I jumped up and grabbed a book. I don't know why. "Please don't do that! I'm very sensitive!" I yelled in English. "What did she say?" asked Tea. "Beats me. My name is Tristan Taylor." Carefully I placed the book down, and saw it was on snakes and I screamed. "Snakes! Yuck!" to the gang's confused faces, I looked down and spoke in their language. "My apologies. I tend to speak in my native language too much. I'm still getting used to living here." I was blushing from all the embarrassment I had received. It wasn't all my fault! Okay maybe it was...but not moving here! Just the English problem. "You don't have to be sorry! We understand! Right you guys?" Tea exclaimed. All the guys were in a group by a desk. "GUYS! Answer me!" Tea shouted. I face palmed. "You don't have to make them answer. It'll just get more embarrassing." I stated and walked out of the room.
Am I glad I got out of there. I'm not one for running off, but I didn't want to interrupt something important.
The school was huge. I finally found myself in a library. I looked at all the books and gathered some about random stuff, just something to get my mind out of here. Out of Japan. Out of my life. "Hello." I jumped and stood up. Looking over I saw my brother, Tristan, AKA Twister. "Don't do that! You know today's been...Weird!" I shouted. "Chill out, Tiffany. Jeez, what did your class do, ask about your love-life?" Twister asked. I balled my fists. At home, I had no boyfriends or girlfriends. I am not a lesbian. Nor have I dated a guy. "No you dimwit! They asked me if my hair was popular back home!" I yelled at him. What does he do? He starts laughing. "I feel sorry for you..." he said. I crossed my arms. "I can tell that's a lie without trying to think, Tristan!" I snapped. Then Tea's gang ran up. "What about me?" Tristan Taylor asked. "Nothing." I shook my head and passed them, scowling toward my brother.
After break was lunch and I sat alone at a table in the corner. Tea and her friends came up and I sunk in my seat. Why do they insist on following me? I don't wish to be rude... "We though we'd give you company. You seemed upset at break." said Tea. Then something hit me like a whoosh of air slapping me. "Got ta go! Soo sorry!" I yelled and ran out of the lunchroom. I was leaving for a purpose this time. There's someone crazy here. And it's not me.
I came into the northeast hallway and saw them. "C'mon, Yugi will never know we're going to beat up his Gramps." said one. The other pointed at me. "Shi-" I punched them and they fell over. Once again Tea and the gang followed me. "Didn't you're parents ever teach you the lesson to respect your elders? If not so lord help me I will put you in the hospital." I said icily. "Get fucked, bitch." said one. I picked him up by the collar of his shirt. "I'd rather not, thank-you very much, asshole. Anyone else want to make fun of a damn American's hairstyle?" I sneered. "Maybe we should introduce ourselves, huh?"
"Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and Tea?" I said pointing to each. "Yup, Tiffany!" said Tristan. "Please, just call me Tabia. That's my real name." I said. "Tabia?" asked Yugi. I nodded. "I was born and am half Egyptian. Just mostly American. How ironic, huh?" I explained. "I think Tabia is a beautiful name." drooled Tristan. "It does mean talented, doesn't it?" asked Yugi. I nodded, "Yep, but I wouldn't say I was talented." I said. "Why not?" asked Tea. "Doesn't fit for me." I shrugged. "Tell you what, why don't we all go to my grandpa's shop. You'll love it there, Tabia. I promise." Yugi said. "Promises, Promises." said Twister. "What did he say?" asked Tea. I scowled at my brother. "Leave us alone, Twister. We didn't invite you to talk." i ordered. "Good cause I'm moving back home, for some things." said Twister. What is he up to? "Be my guest." I said. I'm going to find out what his deal is. Whether he likes it or not.
At least this year won't be filled with complete embarrassment...