Welcome to My World

When a girl asks for her life to be a little more interesting, she's asking for something simple like a creative assignment, getting a boyfriend, being popular, or even finding a dollar on the ground. Not a task where she has to watch over the eccentric characters from her fave anime, who happened to be shinigami who can kill her in one slice. Unfortunately that girl is me. On the bright side, I wasn't alone.

~BLEACH~

It was a cloudy dawn yet it didn't even stop the light from peeking through closed shades, and finding itself a spot on a sleeping body. Who was soon disturbed by her alarm. It came from a mahogany colored phone. The body of a 14 year old girl begrudgingly pulled aside a blanket adorned with tigers on the front to silence her wake up calls in order to not to disturb the rest of her family memebers who slept in a room across from hers. To her demise, she couldn't find her cell.

As she scratched her head in annoyance while yawning. She scanned the bed in silence, waiting for the alarm to go off again. Still drunk with sleep she followed the sounds of her device, to find it under her futon on the left side. She robotically reached for them since this wasn't the first time nor will it be the last. With a satisfied sigh she turned it off, and looked at the clock. It read 6:30 AM, school started at 8:45. That's when she's supposed to be in class by the first bell, and since it was the first day of high school she wasn't exactly...enthusiastic about it. Since one of her Best friends named Styx, went to a different school, and she wasn't exactly close to anyone in her 8th grade year, well except for one person.

She was the most quietest, and one of the nicest one's to stranger's of course. When it comes to knowing her personally, she contradicts that belief. She can be loud, talkative, a bit mean, slightly immature, and sometimes violent. She's also a bit of an erudite, as well as a candor with a bit of amity mixed in, and sometimes dauntless...to a limit.

Once fully awake she proceeded to get ready for her first day as being a freshman. Once she looked at herself in a mirror, seeing a girl with dark black hair, with a light brown skin tone dressed in a purple tee, and black cargos that fitted her waist comfortably as well as her legs. Then that's when the butterflies started to flit around her stomach.

"Either I'm nervous, or I have gas." the teen thought with a hand on her stomach. "Whatever, I need to eat breakfast." with a couple of sprays from her perfume labeled "Wild Scarlet" she silently walked down the stairs thinking as if she was spy, and the slightest would trigger an alarm...or her mom in this case who should be tired from waking up at dark hours to feed her baby brother.

She ate, and propped herself onto the coach with a bounce as she waited for her "chauffer" otherwise known as her dad, to drop her off at school. Her 6 ft tall father is an occupant within the Army forces, so it takes him a while to come from base to home, then drive her to school, and head back to work. Even though he was there early in the morning.

"Nyra! Let's go!" Her father shouted his head peeking through the door, and as quickly as it came it dissappeared. Since it was the first day she didn't need to bring anything. which was a positive for her.

Once at school, she met up with some friends from middle school. Among them was a girl named Ren, who tends to be violent, and sometimes downright scary. To Nyra, it didn't matter. She'd just return the favor back, and sometimes would instigate it. That, and she believed deep deep deep deep deep down her friend was kind.

After a month, Nyra had a good group of friends going on, and she realized high school isn't as scary as she thought it would be. Just harder, and rather amusing since her school in her opinion is ghetto. A fight occurs at least once a week, both verbal and physical.

One ordinary day, the raven haired girl came home did her chores in disdain, after a shower she hid in her sanctuary by late evening. Her baby brothers future room. It had a computer which she used daily to watch anime, and her obsession now was "Bleach." She was currently watching episode 242, and she was a late bloomer. She only started watching the anime over the summer, even though it started years ago, and ended years ago. Her fave character is and always will be Hitsugaya Toshiro.

"Man, I'm hungry." she mumbled to herself while her stomach grieved for food. "Once I'm finish with this one then I'll eat." a saying she never fulfills until the next morning. When the clock stroke midnight it was officially Sunday, and with weary eyes Nyra stood up, and head to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Once finished with her task she headed for bed only to have something, cold graze her left cheek at which she instinctly wrapped herself with her arms. Her teeth chattered from the cold, a feeling she loathes. When she turned around she was met with a black canvas that was once her mirror. A sinister wind flew outwardly from it bringing small shards of ice that shattered against her body.

The only thing that when through her mind before she was knocked out cold was "I hope it ain't bloody Mary, because I'm sure as hell didn't call for her."

My first take on a Bleach story so no flames. I appreciate contructive criticsm. And to my friends who are featured in this story, I do hope you'll enjoy. Oh n below me is da OC form that a friend of mine needed. So please do not fill that out unless you are that friend.

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Taken: Hitsugaya Toshiro, Renji Abarai.

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