I do not OWN KHR, the only thing I own is my OC's

Chapter 1: New Home

"Welcome to your new home, Mahika."

"I don't like this place already. It's so much different than in Egypt," complains the dark skin and purple eyed girl now known as Mahika. She turns around to see the small, almost broken downed house and sticks her tongue out. She already had a feeling that she would not like this place. "Bleh."

"Why did we move here mom?" says Mahika pouting.

Her mom grew silent and a minute later finally says, "It was time to move to a new place, because I was getting bored there in Egypt. Don't you like adventures anyway?"

"Actually that was brother. What happened to him anyway?" questions Mahika to her mom. Whenever she asks her mother, she would grow silent and not say anything. Mahika always wanted a response about this suppose fully dreadful topic.

"…" was the response she got from her mother and adds "It is time to get out of the car and start to unpack the our things."

They went inside of the dreadful house. Mahika already saw one thing that she did not like. There was dust all over the place. The dust was on the walls and on the carpet. The carpet didn't even look like it had been cleaned for a couple of years.

The kitchen was a nightmare. It was small and cramp. There wasn't that much cabinet space, the stove was dirty just like the disgusting carpet, and then Mahika's eyes went all huge. There was not a dishwasher (looks like she would have to do dishes by hand) and screams with all of her might.

Her mother rushes into the kitchen angrily, wondering what the heck is she screaming about. "What is the matter Mahika?" Her mother looks at the kitchen and she sees that there is no dishwasher. Rather than complaining she was really happy. "You are going to do some work like a big girl."

Ding, Dong!

"Looks like we already have some neighbors coming to see us," her mother smiles. "Why don't you answer the door bell Mahika?"

"Do I have to?" says Mahika in a disgusting way. "You are near the door bell anyway." Her mother was only two feet closer than she was. "Fine I will get the doorbell, mom."

Ding Dong!

'I'm coming already, just hold on for a second," said the angry girl. The girl opens the door and she sees a boy about her age. He had short black hair which was spiky and coming to his ears. He was a good six or seven inches taller than she was. Mahika was speechless and drooling. So far out of this boring she saw at least one good thing. She already sees a cute boy near her door. "Maybe this place isn't so bad after all." "There are cute boys." Mahika thought to herself. "Hi," she stammers but only looking at the boy's face.

"Hi," the boy said not even noticing the drool that was coming out of her mouth. "Are you the new neighbors that just moved today?" he said while smiling from corner to corner.

"Y-yes," stammers Mahika. "My name is Mahika Khadiija." Her heart was pounding. She wanted to faint at the cuteness of this boy.

"My name is Yamamoto Takeshi, says the boy now known as Yamamoto. "My family live across the street from your house," he said.

While he was explaining to Mahika, she suddenly now notices the drool coming from her mouth and wipes the drool off. Then she sees a package and interrupts Yamamoto by saying, "What is in that package?" Mahika said rudely. "No you idiot." "You weren't suppose to be rude, thinking to her own self while wanting to the urge to smack herself.

"Oh this." "It's a gift from my dad." My dad owns a sushi place." Your mother knows where it is." Yamamoto looks at his watch and says, "Well I should get going now." Nice meeting you." As Yamamoto was walking away, Mahika dropped on the hard cement which dented her head.

While she was walking into the house she wondered, what the heck is sushi?

That is the very first story that I have ever posted. So how do you like my story? Can judge my story harshly? Tell me if I need to change or add in something. That is all I want to say right now. Happy Reading