K-ON!けいおん! /My Encounter with Azusa Nakano
Hello, hello readers on FF! This is my first stab at submitting a K-ON! fan fiction. The reason being was that I wanted Betty, who wouldn't tell me her FF user—to review my crappy story. I know, she can be so cruel. I better start the story before I begin rambling.
Sorry this is going to be extremely short, because I need to study for a physics quiz.
"This is it, Sakuragaoka high school! Man, this place was much larger than I expected," I exclaimed as I hopped out of the taxi. I paid the driver 1000 yen and thanked him. I reached in my knapsack and took out the campus map.
"Crap, I took the Japanese version," I groaned while trying to decipher some of the kanji that was written on gridded paper. I decided that I would head towards the main office and ask for some assistance. Humming to the tune of My Love is a Stapler –which was written and sung by the world-famous Houkago Tea Time (well I'm not sure actually, maybe I'm the only one here that's obsessed with them), I turned my head to view their gardens. Peonies and Cherry blossoms blossomed everywhere, and the sun shone over their fountains giving it the "peaceful" feeling. I wanted to throw everything down and take a nap under one of the Sakura trees, but then, my mind snapped back from its trance. I sighed and continued trudging towards the large, beige-colored building.
Suddenly out of no where, a pale girl with long pigtails comes dashing down the hallway. "I'm late, I'm late," she screeched as she was running with her guitar. Me, being the idiot that I am, was standing in her way. I went into a daze from staring at her bouncing pigtails—I have seen them from somewhere before. Like a G6—no pun intended, she collides into me; knocking me out.
Many, many, many milliseconds later…
I awoke with a daze. The junior was kneeling in front of me; waiting for me to regain consciousness. Then, I realized that her face was way too close to mine. Alerted, I blushed and immediately sat up and scooted back; scraping my butt. Her face had returned to a calm state, knowing that she didn't kill me. She got up, took a bow, and blurted, "G-g-gomme nasai! I-I wasn't paying to where I was g-going." I was surprised that she can speak English, and even more surprised that she was HTT's second guitar player, Azusa Nakano.
Shortly after she apologized, I got up, brushed the pebbles off my thighs, and fangirl-screamed, "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE AZUSA NAKANO! I should be the one to apologize; I'm the one that was in your way." I was flabbergasted to meet the little guitarist; whom I towered over (she being only 4' 11''). I stood there; not knowing what to do next, creating an extremely awkward atmosphere around us.
Then everything turned to black—I had fainted again.
Fin
See, I told you this story was going to be short.