The Days Pass By
Chapter 1
By Ramen And Anime Obsessed
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Hacienda, The Dresden Files or anything else other than the plot and any original characters.
Let me tell you something. Standing out in the freezing cold, is not fun, as most of you probably already know. Here I am, freezing my butt off in the parking lot of Pleasant Park, where I play soccer. It's not so pleasant when it feels like January and your older sister is late coming to pick you us.
I see a little black car round the corner of 5th and Main and head in my direction. The familiar car stops in front of me and I open the door. My sister looks at me as I slide into the front passenger seat. Her light brown hair is tied up in a ponytail and her bright green eyes stare into mine apologetically. She's wearing her work clothes, which is probably why she's late. She works at the Hacienda on the west side of town, where we live.
"I'm sorry I'm late, Amaya, my last table gave me some trouble, so I had to star a little longer than expected," she says confirming my earlier suspicions.
"No big deal," I answer, buckling my seatbelt. She eases the car forward and onto the road, taking us in the direction of home.
Fifteen minutes later, we pull into a small driveway in front of a modest two-story brick house, with little black shutters. It had that homey feel to it. There were a few trees out front and small, neatly trimmed bushes rose proudly out of the ground along the front side of the house, only leaving the doorway clear.
My sister, Ryuu, and I got out of the car and hastily made our way to the front door, eager for the warmth the inside of the house would provide us. I stood there shivering while Ryuu fumbled around in her little brown purse for her house keys. With a small noise of victory, she pulled them out of her purse and opened the front door.
A wave of warm air floated out to greet us and we gladly scrambled inside. I slipped my shoes off and threw them somewhere to the side, while Ryuu walked up to her room, where I heard her slide them neatly on her shoe rack.
That was one of the many differences between Ryuu and me. She kept everything orderly, whereas I just threw things wherever they would fit. Okay, so I was lazy. Bite me. Why waste my time being organized, when I could be doing something productive? Like reading that new book I had purchased yesterday. I climbed the stairs, headed left down the hallway and entered my room, where I pulled the third book of The Dresden Files (I highly recommend this series if you haven't already read it.) out of my large army green purse. It was the only purse I would actually wear. It had one long, over-the-shoulder strap and it would hang down to your waist.
I sighed happily as I fell forward onto my bed and started reading where I had left off earlier in Geometry.
Please tell me what you think. I just randomly thought up this story and I want to know if I should continue it or not.