I don't wanna be here.
I don't want to be at school, listening to my teacher talk. I get high grades that suit my father's expectations, so why am I here? Why can't I self-study at home and take a test when necessary?
"Well, I guess it's because you need to socialize, to get friends that will be there for you for a life-time. Honey, you know that you should value your relationships with people." My mother once said to me as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, emphasizing certain words. No, I am not that maniac whom some people in Japan call an otaku, but I do like their culture. I am also not some anti-social person that is trying to rule over the world, but deep, deep, deep, deep, deep- very deep down inside wants to become friends with everyone and own a flowery garden with fairies everywhere.
No, ma'am or sir. I am Kai Yi with the surname, Wang. I'm your (probably) average Chinese girl who's stuck in school for the next 5 hours. I would give you a description of myself, but I recently heard from my friends that a major phenomenon occurred around the world on the internet, it was called a Mary Sue. Many try to do a Mary Sue and succeed, I tried to create one and I had some trouble deleting him because he was so perfect. He had smooth skin without any calluses, despite the fact that he was competing in sports almost every second of his conscious life. Yet, he still managed to maintain the top academic place in his school. And he had orange hair that was smooth and stylish…. Gosh darn it; I wanted his hair and his skin.
Got a little off topic there, but I do have friends. I am not attempting to boast or anything, but I truly do have friends. Maybe only a few…. Ok. Maybe only one. Her name is Feng Lan. Occasionally, I go shopping with her during a blue moon. I talk to her in class, sometimes, too. She's funny with her expressions and obsessions with bishounens.
What is a bishounen? Bishounens are boys that are beautiful. Its opposite, bishoujos, are beautiful girls that are above the beauty of the rest. Both definitions can be shortened to bishies.
Recently at school, there's been a commotion about a new game, Second Life. It sounds interesting: 99% realism and a variety of things to choose from. From what I've heard, "The slightest wind, the buzz of the insects, and the chirping of birds seem life-like." Peh. I think this game will be something to cure my boredom from an everyday, predictable life with people gossiping everywhere. Hopefully.
When I arrived home, it was apparent that my father wasn't home. He probably went on a impromptu business trip to somewhere half-way across the globe. My brother, who's working as a fashion designer, was already in the house.
"Ah! Sister, you're back so early? Doesn't your school end later?" My big brother asked, twirling his chair around to face me.
"I got out early because I wasn't feeling too well." I pretended a cough, then put the back side of my hand to my forehead and made my body stumble a bit.
"Aiya! We have to get you to the hospital now, Kai Yi!" He fumbled his hands around in his coat, and then searched the pockets of his skinny jeans. "Where did I put it? Where are my keys?"
The corners of my lips perked up a bit, forming a smirk. I started, "I was kidding, big brother. I'm feeling as clear as the sky."
"The sky is filled with clouds."
"I'm feeling as clear as a blue sky without clouds." I rearranged my wording. "I was just feeling a tiny bit bored at school; I already learned the material they were teaching us. So it's fine, right?"
"I guess… so? But if you get under a 96% on your next test…. I'm going to take back your gift."
".. You didn't give me anything." My eyes stared at him dully. I lifted both arms in front of me, with the palm of my hands facing the ceiling and started making motions with my hands. "So gimme gimme now."
He rose from his twirling chair and picked a plastic white bag as he made his way towards me. My brother took my hand and placed the bag's handles in my right hand. "It's a game. A girl from work gave to me, saying it was a 'thank you' gift, but I don't like games so… It's for you now!"
"So I get your junk and garbage? Is that the extent of your love for me?" I sniffed a bit, before opening the bag with curiosity and picked up the game. It was the game I had heard about, 'Second Life'. "… Oh. Thanks big brother, I wanted this. I've been bored recently."
He wasn't fazed by my first comment, it was normal for him to hear comments like that. He smiled at me with his white teeth, "You're welcome."
First story for ½ Prince, and maybe the only story! I really hope I can continue this story, but maybe not. Since, I can't get inspired anymore. I can write the beginning, sure. But I don't know how to do the middle and ending. It's hard for me :[. Please review, and thanks for reading the first chapter! It could be considered the prologue.