OK I got my inspiration huzzah…while I was in the shower…really ironic…that's how I got my last inspiration…anyway enjoy my little story and Kimi's description is below:

Kimi

Hair: Long straight wavy hair, black with hot pink highlights

Personality: Hyper, two-faced, kind, Likes to make people laugh and smile, is a happy person…most of the time. She likes music.

Age: 13

OK the story will start in a few seconds but PLEASE I BEG YOU GUYS REVIEW THE STORY!!! I NEED TO KNOW IF YOU LIKE THE STORY!!! There are lots of twists in this story.

Kimi P.O.V

Yawn, yet another day has started out nicely. Blue skies, birds chirping. Man do I wish it was like this everyday. My name is Kimi Tanaka, the daughter of a strict Japanese household, filled with elegant vases and luxuries and boy would you think I have everything. Money, a wonderful house and brains but the truth is…growing up in a closed environment has turned out to be hell. My parents pushed me away from their hearts leaving me behind in the cold---CRACK!!!

"KIMI, COME HERE NOW!!!" shrieked a shill and cold voice from the other room. It was my mom. A bitter and cruel woman who would kill her own child if it meant making money or some sort of rank in business. Her curled hair was tightly put in a bun, making her look more of a demon than a human.

"Yes, okaasan what do you need,"

"I need you to see this," she held out a plain white paper that was folded into three rectangles, "Will you please look at this, NOW!"

"Yes, okaasan," I took the paper out of her hand and unfolded it. It was my report card, and I wasn't surprised that it had not met her expectations. In each column I saw a B, but she expected her daughter to receive A's, just like Maimi, my older sister. I gave her a cold look, "So what,"

"You will be living with your Grandfather until you bring your grades to an A…and take that smirk off your face…now get out of my sight and pack your bags."

My mother. Shizuna Tanaka is a very rotten human being. Her bone structure looked like a witch in several ways. Her eyes looked small and heartless. Her fingernails were long and brutal, a feature a witch would always have. I hated her ever since thathappened. Now that I will be living with my old man, I guess I should be happy to be away from her.

I had reached my room and packed all my things. My skirts, pants, shirts and my trustworthy Clarinet. I had learned how to play the Clarinet a year ago. For some strange reason I also packed my black kimono. Okaasan bought it for me, but I never really wore it before. And so after a couple hours I had finished packing, ready to head towards gramps house. From nowhere my door slammed open.

"I see your done packing your bags, now you may leave," the cold witch said.

"I see…I guess I won't see you until I graduate right,"

"That's right, since your not taking your grades seriously, now Sayonara Kimi."

And with that I left the strict household of the Tanaka residence and headed for a black car in the driveway.