Hi all! I've gotten back in the writing spirit again and I'm completely editing and revamping Japan, Here I Come! I know it has been what, four years since an update? I'm not going to blame someone else, but it is entirely my fault and my lost passion for writing. However, I have just felt so energized towards writing again and I want to make it last. So, I'm re-writing this story completely and deleting all of the other chapters and starting fresh! For those who favortied my story or put it on their alerts, I hope this is a pleasant surprise! Let's get started shall we?

CHAPTER ONE: JAPAN HERE I COME!

"Martha! Behave yourself over there! Drink eight glasses of water every day! Don't skip meals and brush your teeth! You had better floss or so help me -" yelled my mom, crushing me with her scrawny arms.

"I got it Mom! Don't worry so much!" I shouted. She finally released me from her death grip and let me go through the plane gate.

"I love you so much sweetie! Have fun!" she yelled while waving at me.

"Love you too, Mom." Well that was pretty embarrassing. My mom just had to yell all of those things so everyone in the whole airport could hear. Heck, I'm pretty sure all of Puerto Rico heard her! I just waved to her while boarding the plane. You see, I won a scholarship to go to a private school in Japan, I think it was called Fumizuki Academy. Really random right? Well the whole story behind it was that the school dean happened to be on vacation in Puerto Rico and saw my sports skills at a basketball court I frequently visit. She approached me and was pleasantly surprised that I knew Japanese. She then asked if I have ever thought of studying abroad and of course my immediate answer was yes!

After some little details with passports and some other tests, I'm riding on a plane, free of charge, towards Japan for one year! Oh yeah, I need to introduce myself, duh. Well you know my first name but my whole names Martha Ortiz. I really prefer to be called Marty though. I'm originally from California, but for the last three years I've lived in Puerto Rico. My grandparents on my mother's side are originally from there, and due to an incident I don't really want to dwell on too much, we moved to be with them.

I'm what you would call freakishly tall for a girl (6 feet tall to be exact), tan, and short black hair that really only reaches the nape of my neck. I've been told I look like a boy due to my muscles and somewhat sharper face. I never really let it get to me, it's what's on the inside that counts right?

Getting comfortable in my coach seat, I start getting goose bumps. I mean, I'm getting a free trip to Japan for goodness sakes. I remember going on vacation there a couple of years ago but that was when…. No, don't think about it Marty! I got over it and this is supposed to be happy! Phew, anyway after my little rant I'm so excited I can't sit still! I've never been good on planes, too much sitting down and not enough arm room. I'm lucky that it's just a small elderly lady sitting next to me and not a body builder like last time. I swear, their pinky took up just the arm rest itself!

I know you are all probably thinking "why are you so excited to go somewhere where you don't know anyone?" Well that's not true. I have a Japanese friend, and former teacher, who visited Puerto Rico two years ago and she was a neighbor in our apartment for a year. She's a little older but we quickly became friends anyway. She actually went to Harvard and was getting some teacher credentials done in Puerto Rico. I asked her why Puerto Rico, and she said she wanted a completely different environment to teach in so she could be more well-rounded. Well she moved back to Japan after her year was up and we still kept in touch. I told her I was going to stay in Japan for a while and she immediately said I could stay at her apartment with her and her brother. She can be really persistent and wouldn't take no for an answer. I really did need somewhere to stay, since the dorms at the school were full and I don't want to be a burden on my mom with the cost of my own place. So I'm not completely lonely, also my mom will most likely call every day, she can be somewhat of a worry maniac. Also, I can make new friends! Well I might as well get some sleep since we won't be landing for quite a while. As I look out the window towards a beautiful setting sun I whisper " Goodbye Puerto Rico, see you in a year."

SOOO? Please review and suggestions are welcome. Also, sorry if there are grammar errors!

-Trollypop