Rated M for language.

Wow man i sure do get bored don't i? damn read on!

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It was yet another boring day in Michelle's life. Yet, thankfully, since I'm telling the story, I guess I'll spice it up a little. What do you think Miche? Well, it doesn't matter what you think because I'm telling the story in your perspective whether you like it or not! Tee hee I love you!

Michelle's Unnaturally Exciting Summer
- as told by Tekla , friend and annoyance of Miche

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"Hey mom? I'm bored, what should I do?" I shouted to my mom on one lazy Sunday afternoon.

"Check the newspapers for a job!" came the expected reply. I heaved a sigh of annoyance and boredom. I really should stop asking her that all the time. And I decided to check it out anyway. You never know what wacky jobs you might find in the Minnetonka newspapers.

Imagine my surprise when I actually found a great one. "Wanted: teacher's assistant for a class of Japanese. 16yrs. or older. Not required to speak the language. Contact Yura Saitoh at the Wayzata medical center."

"Hello?! Is this for real?" was all that I could think. I've always wanted to learn Japanese or another language like that and hear was the opportunity staring straight up at me in the papers! What could be better? Teaching it and learning it at the same time!

"Mom, mom! I found a job! Look, look, what you think?!" I screamed as I ran down the stairs, narrowly missing stepping on Baldric, my butt ugly dog.

"What, you actually found a job you'll consider? I'm amazed! Let me see it!" After reading it for a minute she nodded her head and said, "Yeah, it looks like a good opportunity, go ahead and apply. Do you know how to get there?"

I nodded my head and raced back upstairs to change. Jeans and a scary skull shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided that I probably didn't want to scare the shit out of my future employer so I decided on my red coca-cola t-shirt.

I had managed to find the building in Wayzata and proceeded to follow the instructions. Weird - ass instructions. I mean "Climb up the fire escape, and shout for me when you get up there"? What is he a freaking bird?

After climbing up, all I could do was stare in awe. A large, beautifully, cultured garden was at the top, with rare orchids and other flowers I couldn't recognize. Many fountains adorned it, and in the center was a Shinto style building with a canopy slung over the top. Underneath were tables and some chairs and benches. A motley assortment. (Ragged and unmatched. Look I defined it for you Miche!) But no sign of anyone. So I wandered around, looking for someone and softly calling out "Yura, Yura!" I didn't want to disturb the peace.

As I was walking near the edge, I looked out and saw a beautiful lake, framed by willow trees and patches of bamboo.

"Hey," came a voice from below me. I screeched and fell backwards into one of the many fountains that littered the place. I shouted again in annoyance, after flipping my wet hair out of my face. "Where the hell are you, you coward!? Come out and fight like a man!!" I yelled to empty space.
"Eh? Where are you?" I called out.

"Look down, you banshee," a slightly accented voice called up. I peered over the ledge and saw a cute, Asian boy about my age sitting on a narrow ledge and grinning up at me. He had really hot black hair. I smiled back and climbed down to sit next to him.

"I wouldn't be a banshee if someone hadn't scared the shit out of me, you know. I'm Michelle by the way, but call me Miche," I remarked.

"I'd offer to shake your hand, but you'd get me wet," he grinned at me.

I laughed and said, "How the hell did you find this place?"

"I fell," He said with a totally straight face, but at the sight of my one raised eyebrow he chuckled and replied, "I was watering my flowers, and when I threw the left over water over the edge, it hit this and made it visible."

I nodded. It made sense. He cocked his head upwards. "Oh, I think I hear someone up there, let's go." He laced his fingers together and offered to boost me up over the ledge. I just laughed at him and easily jumped back up. I turned mockingly and offered him my hand. He grinned and took it.

As I hauled him over, he tripped over the ledge and went sprawling with me under him. I turned bright red, especially when I realized middle - aged man was watching with raised eyebrows. I shoved him off me and sat up and offered a weak smile. The man ignored me totally and turned to the boy.

"I am here about the ad in the newspaper. Is your father around?"

"Ah, oh, well see I'm actually the teacher. My dad's back in Japan."

"Oh? Well I'm sorry to waste your time. I was under the impression that the teacher was older. Good day," he remarked and left, climbing awkwardly down the fire escape.

I glanced questioningly at the boy and said, "Well I guess your Yura then, right? I actually came about the job too. But unlike that stuffed shirt, I'm okay with you being a young teacher."

"Yea, actually I'm in college and I teach a kindergarten class at a local Japanese school for extra creds. You know, because I was only 15 when I started college, I need the extra credits."

I nodded, impressed. "So I take it your about 17 or 18 now?"

"Yeah, good job."

After a bit of a talk with him, Yura said I was just fine for the job, and he was actually looking for a younger assistant. "Because it looks funny to the kids if the assistant is older than the actual teacher. That's why my last aide dropped the job."

I now worked after school on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and on weekends each day from 3pm to 6pm. Needless to say I was looking forward to it. And to spending more time with Yura, who was looking hotter and hotter in my eyes. Yum. (Lol, just joking!!)

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(The next day, at school)

During lunch, I was walking around with my friend Tekla (a complete and total idiot!!), when I couldn't help but over here a rather loud argument coming from the direction of the courtyard. I glanced at Tekla and she nodded.

As we made our way over, we finally saw who the shouting couple was. Eniwa, a rather cute basketball player from Korea with blonde hair, and the basketball coach.

"Why the hell would you want to learn Japanese, Eniwa?! It would be so boring and would take up valuable time when you could be practicing!"

"It would look good on my accomplishments sheet for college!" Eniwa shouted back.

"Who cares? They'll take you for how well you play basketball! Not for how smart you are!"

"Well unlike you, I would prefer to be smart, just in case I hurt myself in a game and can't play!"

"Just devote your time to basketball!" the coach yelled at Eniwa. Eniwa didn't respond to that, just stalked away with a scary ass look on his face.

"God, poor Eniwa!" Tekla remarked. "Always being chewed out by his coach just because he wants to get smarter, not dumber!!" I nodded in agreement. Jesus the coach was hard on the non - American students.

I was on okay terms with Eniwa. We listened to the same type of music and he was constantly sharing the new bands he found with me. So I didn't feel too scared when I approached him after school, expecting him to be a little over it by then. But I was wrong. God that guy can hold a grudge!

As I went up to talk to him, he death glared in my direction. I ignored it and continued to approach. He pointedly turned his back on me, but I just sat down next to him on the ground and waited for him to face me. He didn't.

I tapped him once, twice, and on the third time I finally got a response.

"What the hell is your fucking problem you dumb ass?! Can't you tell I was ignoring you on purpose?!"

"I don't care if you're still pissed! Get over it already! Plus, I'm here to tell you how you can get those lessons you wanted!" I shouted back, drawing weird stares from people. It's not everyday that somebody shouts at Eniwa.

He gaped at me like a fish. "I don't care about learning anymore! I'm just a dumb ass who should do well in basketball, and basketball alone!"

"Tell your fucking coach to shove it up his ass. Now do you want to know where you can get the lessons or not?" I asked calmly.

"No!" He answered petulantly (think pouting) with his lower lip sticking out. I sighed and started to swear at him. Not quite sure what I said, but it really got his blood flowing. He jumped up and started to threaten me with his fists. I did the only logical thing. I ran like hell.

Across the field, heading towards the small lake near the school. I figured that if I could make it to my car I would be safe. My curly brown tangle of hair flopped behind me as I turned my head back to see if he was gaining on me. He was, by a lot.

I turned up the speed, cursing myself for not thinking. Of course he was fast; he was on the frickin basketball team! As I got within five feet of the lake, I tried to veer off towards the parking lot. But I didn't make it. Instead I got the wind knocked out of me as he tackled me. And effectively sent us flying into the small lake.

I came up gasping for air and saw Eniwa floundering in the deeper water. It was obvious he couldn't swim to save his life.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I swam towards him. I didn't know how to save someone! "Kay, hold your breath and relax! I'll float you to the shore!" He didn't listen to me. Instead he started to go under. I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him up, where he clung to me, knocking me under the water instead of him.

While I was under, I took the opportunity to start swimming towards shore, pulling him along to. When I got to where it was shallow enough to walk I came back up, still dragging Eniwa by his shirt.

He crawled up on shore and lay there gasping with his eyes closed as I wrung my hair out in the shallows of the lake. I raised my eyebrows.

"So the big sports star can't swim then?"

He shook his head and said, "Duh. My parents decided not to teach me. Apparently it was a waste of time."

"Ah, well maybe you should have thought of that BEFORE you tackled me into the lake, eh?"

"Yeah, I suppose so." I waited until he calmed down a bit before trying to talk to him again.

"Do you really not want to know where you can get the Japanese lessons?" I asked tentatively. I didn't want him to tackle me again for some reason.

"Nah, I do actually want to learn, but I don't want to tell the coach. I'm only good for scoring in his eyes. I don't suppose you know where I can get swimming lessons too?" He asked hopefully.

"Well, I can teach you how to swim, if you wanted. Let me just teach you the basics now okay?" He nodded and got back up and joined me in the lake.

"Basically, don't panic. As soon as you start to panic, you're dead, kay? I'm just gonna teach you how to float today. If you can float, the chances of you dying are very slim." I instructed him as he started to lie down in the water. "I'll hold you up the first few times and then you're on your own."

He got the basics of floating pretty fast.

"Hey Miche, I've been looking for you everywhere! What the hell are you doing out here?" came a disembodied voice from the reeds.

It was almost as if a ghost or zombie had risen from the weeds. Or the girl from The Ring. Long black hair hanging down in front of her face and a long black dress that hung down to her feet.

I screamed. Eniwa screamed. The girl from The Ring screamed. Eniwa and I leapt into each others arms without really thinking about it.

"Why the hell is the girl from The Ring here!?" Eniwa shouted, face pale.

"I dunno! Do something! Oh wait, is that you Sunako?" I shouted and then calmed down to ask.
"Uh yeah, um is this a bad time? Cause I can come back later if you want."

I was confused and then I realized that Eniwa and I were still clinging to each other. I blushed and shoved him off of me. He landed with a big splash and came up sputtering.

"Nah, it's okay, you just scared us. What did you need?" I asked after helping Eniwa up.

"Um, isn't it time for you to go to your job yet? It's past four, you know."

"Shit! I have to go!! Eniwa, come on lets go!"

"Eh? Go where?" he questioned with a confused look on his face.

"To the Japanese lessons of course! I'm an assistant teacher for Japanese lessons at a school! C'mon, you can get a ride with me." I pulled him to out of the pond and shouted a good - bye to Sunako as we ran to the parking lot. I hurried him into my car and off we went into the sunset. (Lol, there's no sunset at four, sorry, it just sounded cool!)

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Heyla there! baikochan reportin in!! In case your wondering, Yura and Eniwa are from the Girl Got Game manga, check out what they look like!

Well this was just put up because im getting ready to put up another one! plus my friend miche is an idiot, incase anyone cares!!

ps: check out the band VAST, particularly Touched!! They're amazing!!

Reportin out!