Hi... umm... New Story! Kaori's face claim is Nozomi Sasaki.
Disclaimer: I Do not own twilight or any of its characters, all belongs to Stephanie Meyers.
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My name is Kaori, Kaori Kozakura Aragaki. I am addicted to music, dancing and skateboarding. I'm really loud, and I say what's on my mind. I tend to be a bit bubbly and overbearing at times; and friends tell me I smile too much. But why frown when there's nothing to frown about?
I'll admit that I'm a spoiled daddy's girl, but my parents are only kinda rich. My dad is the CEO of some company that keeps us moving around a lot and my mom owns a small fashion label. My parents are from a small city in Japan, where most of my family still is. We live a very traditional life style. The only way I convinced my father to let me do 'unconventional dance' like hip hop was if I basically became a music genius. Every 6 months for six years, he added an instrument to my list. And I added a dance. But eventually, he stopped and let me excel in my dancing. So now I play the piano, the violin, the guitar, the harp, the flute, the saxophone, the cello, the piccolo, the drums, the clarinet, the organ, and the trumpet. As far as dance, you name it, I can do it. Period. My father was upset when I added gymnastics to the list, so he added soccer. I never have time to breathe.
Between moving every year, soccer and gymnastic practices, 4 hour music lessons and 6 hour dance lessons, I never really had time to think about boys. Not that I would be allowed to date anyway. But I'm like fifteen and I don't ever remember looking at a boy and thinking about anything other than what he's doing or saying. I have never been struck with the thought, "Oh he's cute", or "He's hot". When my friends talked about it, I was hopelessly lost and confused in the conversation because I had no idea who they were talking about or I had never thought of them... In that way.
I have large brown eyes, light bronzey colored hair with fringe bangs and small pink lips. I'm 5"6 and as thin as a tree branch. You would think I'm awkward and clumsy, but after years of dance, I'm not so awkward and not at all clumsy.
When my parents told me we were moving to Washington, it was no surprise to me. The only surprise was that my father said that it would be our last move. Ever. So now, I'm gonna be stuck in the seemingly dreary little town of Forks with nothing but my parents and my puppies. In reality they arent puppies at all, here about a year old pitbulls, and they're twins, Joey and Jason. They're the only boys I have thought of as cute.
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Present Day.
"Kaori, sweetie, wake up!" My mother yells down the stairs. I sit up, and look around. Where am I?! Oh. Yeah, we moved again. I took the basement as my room, and the extra bedroom upstairs as my music room. Besides with the basement, I get my own kitchenette and almost everything else. We stayed up all night unpacking and getting organized. And now, because my parents are merciless and won't let me stay at home, they're sending me to school. At least it's Friday.
I jump down from my upper bunk, causing Joey and Jason to stir in the lower bunk. When I got them, I just let them sleep in the lower bunk because I never used it. I walk to the small bathroom in the corner, undress, and get in the shower. I am so nervous. All of these people have grown up together, gone to kindergarten together, hell they were probably all born the same day or something. All I can think about is that, and wonder if they have a photography class. Ah well, we'll see when we get there, shan't we?
I get out and wrap myself in a towel, the. Walk over to my closet. Which is actually surprisingly really large. Which is unsurprisingly really perfect. I put on faded blue jeans with a couple holes, a white tube top, then a loose, flowy yellow tank top. I like yellow, it's my favorite color, it reminds me of sunshine. Next I put on orange and yellow high tops and grab a white boyfriend cardigan. I practically throw my hair into a messy bun, take off my glasses and put in contacts, then choose a pair of red over the head headphones from my rainbow selection. When I walk back over to my kitchen, I stuff a sata andagi in my mouth off of a plate that my mom probably brought down. "Yum." I say as I chew on the pastry covered in powdered sugar. I grab the last two, and go upstairs.
"Good morning Kaori." My father says from the table. "Morning papa, mama." I say, and sit down next to him. My mother sits down a plate of waffles in front of me and a bowl of rice in front of my father. "Thank you." We say simultaneously. "So, Kaori, are you nervous?" My father asks as he drizzles honey over the rice. I shrug, "What for?" "I have you signed up for orchestra, band, soccer, and cheerleading." My mom says. I look up, surprised, "Cheerleading? That's new." She smiles, "Yes, I figured until we found a dance studio, you could do that." I nod, "Okay." "The tryouts for soccer are at 3:15 and Cheerleading at 4:10." She says, looking at me with a face that says, "You better not forget little one." I nod, and shove the last piece of waffle in my mouth. "Okay, I'm gonna go now, see you guys later." I say, and get up from he table. I go to the door where my board and my backpack is, and start to skate towards the school. I put on my headphones, and Breathing by Jason Derulo comes on. Of course, I have no idea what he means, because I've never been in a romantic relationship. And the whole missing someone all the time, I don't think I'd ever be in that situation.