Curiosity Caged the Bird

Enter: Yuri Kumo

Have you ever noticed how superficial the wold is? Well, maybe not the world, humanity would be more specific. All the glitters are gold. If you don't get what that means, don't worry, I didn't at first either. Basically, it means you'd give your right leg (I think most people would prefer their brain or sanity, they don't use either anyway) for something shiny. Okay, maybe not all things shiny, but basically people tend to put more value in material objects.

Now, I like to think of myself as grounded and down to earth, but you be the judge to that. I could very well be worse than the dumbest blond, though there is no way you'd catch me saying, "I've never really wanted to go to Japan. Simply because I don't like eating fish. And I know that's very popular out there in Africa." ~Britney Spears. Yeah, that's just dumb. No offense to Britney though, I generally like her songs.

Anyways, by now I'm sure your thinking, "who the hell is this idiot babbling on like I care?" God knows I would be thinking that, but maybe I'm just cynical? I'll tell you a bit about me anyway, seeing as you are reading my story. Well, let's start off with my name.

I've been living in America for sometime now so my name has been translated into Lilly Cloud, for reasons you'll soon understand, refer to me as Yuri Kumo.

Well, I guess my appearance is next. I'm half Japanese, half American; you can tell I'm not fully Japanese by my tan skin opposed to the vampire-like pale skin that the majority of the Japanese population have. I have curly chocolate brown hair that is usually held up in a ponytail and midnight blue eyes.

As for my figure, I'm not anorexic, nor am I fat; basically I'm a happy middle. I have an athletic build from doing a lot of sports, (*cough* soccer*cough*) so in consequence, I have a number of scars from those sports. I wouldn't say I'm ugly, but I don't think I'm particularly pretty either, meh, I don't really care- you don't really care, so let's move on.

Let's get this straight right now, I. Am. A. Tomboy. Got a problem with it, go read something else. I hate all manner of girly things: dresses, pink, skirts, pink, make-up, pink, fangirls, PINK, well, you get the point. Though, I do like one girly thing, my secret shame..........what? You think I'm going to tell you? Ha! It's a secret shame for a reason, but let's finish.

Art is my obsession, I'd die without drawing. I draw mostly anime- my other obsession. Anime and manga are my life blood. You may be shrieking "Otaku alert!" right now, but don't worry, I don't clothsplay, except on Halloween *grin*. Lastly, I like reading (my favorite series is the Song of the Lioness series my Tamora Pierce), writing, and music (my ipod is constantly with me).

Now, I'm going telling you why this part of my life is so important. I'm moving back to Japan. Not only that, I'm going to this stupid ass rich kid school called Ouran Academy. Of course, I wouldn't transfer to a different country in the middle of the year just because it's a prestigious school, that's just stupid. My, aunt died so we're going there for the funeral. I was really sad when I first heard, but I'm getting better.

After the funeral, my family is going back to America, but I decided I wanted to stay there with my best friend from my childhood. She goes to Ouran academy, so I decided I wanted to go to the same place (I didn't at first since I didn't want to deal with the rich, but she insisted and I'm weak when it comes to my friends) and I applied for the scholarship and got in. I'm only exceedingly smart in literature and the arts, but I suppose it was enough.

So now I'm going to some rich kid school where the vast majority of them are spoiled beyond reason and will have the emotional and mental depth of a puddle during a heat wave. I say vast majority, because I'll give some the benefit of the doubt. It may seem judgmental, but trust me, I've met rich people, some are fine, but there are some so stuck up, I think that if they said 2+2=5, they'd pay someone to make it true.

Though I'm so thrilled about it now, I have no idea what's in store for me. Meeting old acquaintances, meeting the single most annoying person I have ever had the displeasure to set eyes on and his club, not to mention a couple of near death experiences- something a sixteen year old shouldn't have to deal with.

Oh joy.