as always here is my latest fic, When you find a friend.
Summary: Noshy is a girl who has nothing but her mom, and her education. She's always had to fight to defend her pride and now has moved to Tokyo. Her rough mouth and fighting instincts get her in trouble, but she still tries to fufill her mother's wish to make something out of her self. But for the first time in her life she has made a friend, but something tragic happens in her life and she wants to get away from it all. But she never expected to end up in another world.........
When you Find a Friend
Ever since I was little I've never had much. We always lived in the worst part of town. My mom did everything she could to help me get a good education. She worked three jobs a day just so I could go to some fancy private school in Tokyo. I had to live there by myself. It was no picnic. Since I lived in the part of town where you gotta defend yourself or you got nothin, I got into a bunch a fights ever since I was three. I wouldnt let anyone talk bad about my mom or me. We were doing the best we could. But when I went to Tokyo everything was different. The schools didnt have fights or nothin. I stuck out like a sore thumb with all my scars. You could immediately tell I was different. I'd hear the girls whisper about me, but after class I'd try and bring em down. Only to be stopped be some damn teacher. I'd get in trouble for the language I used, and the fights I started. Everyone was afraid of me. Only one thing kept me going, my mom wanted me to be successful, she wanted me to get a career and make something of myself. I promised her I'd study hard and make lots of mony so she could live in a big mansion. So for her, despite my attitude and appearance, I studied real hard in school, and I skipped two grades. I'll never forget that day I went to high school, with all the older kids. Me, this little 13 year old, and all of them, 15. When I was there, I was always really quiet, unless someone badmouthed me, then I'd be on them like butter on corn. Teachers didnt really seem to care much though. Within a week I had made a reputation for myself: Don't mess with her or she'll kick your ass. But one day, everything changed.........I made a friend.......... and someting awful happened...........
I slid the door open to class and walked to my seat and plopped down. I took out this book I was reading, 'The Four Cats', and started to read. No one paid me any mind. I read for a while until someone started tapping on my shoulder. I turned around to face one of my class mates, I didnt know her name since I never really bothered to learn names. I wasnt here for that.
"Yeah?", I said. She looked at me with no fear at all, but she looked sort of frustrated. She pushed a paper towards me and tapped her pencil on the number shichi and said,
"Could you explain this to me?", I looked at her in utter shock and confusion. This girl, was she braindead?! Everyone here is afraid of me! Why would she ask for my help? I still stared at her but gave one silent nod. I looked down to the paper.
" ummm...... uhhhhh......Well, you times this by the recipricle of hachi over shichi and subtract x....", I said. I was still really shocked that she talked to me.
"Oh! I get it! So the answer would be hitotso no , right?", I nodded my head. She looked at me and smiled. Her smile reminded me of my mom. She looked a lot like me when I realized it. She had red hair and brown eyes, just like me. I could've been her little sister except for the scar on my cheek.
"Thanks for your help. By the way, I'm Miaka Yuki, you can call me Miaka.", she said. My jaw dropped, not only did this girl talk to me, but now she introducing herslef?! I quickly realized my rudeness and shut my mouth.
"I-I-I-Im N-Noshi Hibiki, you can call me Noshi.", I responded. She smiled again, and for some reason I smiled back.
"Arigato, Noshi-chan.", she said. For once in my life, someone had been nice to me......For once in my life, I had made a friend. I turned back around in my seat when Koyagi-sensei walked in.
A/N: R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!! -Noshi ^.^
Oh yeah, the awful thing will come in the next chapter. Noshi didnt really have much of a rough mout in this chapter but she will.
shichi-7
haci-8
hitotso no-1
arigato-thanks
If u didny realize it, Noshi isnt a mean person, she just doesnt like people who badmouth other people. In other words, if your nice to her, shes nice to you. But because of her scars, she gets badmouthed a lot.
Noshi's scars: One on her left cheek from her ear past her jaw bone. One on her right her arm from her wrist to her elbow. An x shaped on on her upper left arm. A lot of little ones on her legs. One huge gash down her back.
REMEMBER R/R!!!!!! -Noshi ^.^
Summary: Noshy is a girl who has nothing but her mom, and her education. She's always had to fight to defend her pride and now has moved to Tokyo. Her rough mouth and fighting instincts get her in trouble, but she still tries to fufill her mother's wish to make something out of her self. But for the first time in her life she has made a friend, but something tragic happens in her life and she wants to get away from it all. But she never expected to end up in another world.........
When you Find a Friend
Ever since I was little I've never had much. We always lived in the worst part of town. My mom did everything she could to help me get a good education. She worked three jobs a day just so I could go to some fancy private school in Tokyo. I had to live there by myself. It was no picnic. Since I lived in the part of town where you gotta defend yourself or you got nothin, I got into a bunch a fights ever since I was three. I wouldnt let anyone talk bad about my mom or me. We were doing the best we could. But when I went to Tokyo everything was different. The schools didnt have fights or nothin. I stuck out like a sore thumb with all my scars. You could immediately tell I was different. I'd hear the girls whisper about me, but after class I'd try and bring em down. Only to be stopped be some damn teacher. I'd get in trouble for the language I used, and the fights I started. Everyone was afraid of me. Only one thing kept me going, my mom wanted me to be successful, she wanted me to get a career and make something of myself. I promised her I'd study hard and make lots of mony so she could live in a big mansion. So for her, despite my attitude and appearance, I studied real hard in school, and I skipped two grades. I'll never forget that day I went to high school, with all the older kids. Me, this little 13 year old, and all of them, 15. When I was there, I was always really quiet, unless someone badmouthed me, then I'd be on them like butter on corn. Teachers didnt really seem to care much though. Within a week I had made a reputation for myself: Don't mess with her or she'll kick your ass. But one day, everything changed.........I made a friend.......... and someting awful happened...........
I slid the door open to class and walked to my seat and plopped down. I took out this book I was reading, 'The Four Cats', and started to read. No one paid me any mind. I read for a while until someone started tapping on my shoulder. I turned around to face one of my class mates, I didnt know her name since I never really bothered to learn names. I wasnt here for that.
"Yeah?", I said. She looked at me with no fear at all, but she looked sort of frustrated. She pushed a paper towards me and tapped her pencil on the number shichi and said,
"Could you explain this to me?", I looked at her in utter shock and confusion. This girl, was she braindead?! Everyone here is afraid of me! Why would she ask for my help? I still stared at her but gave one silent nod. I looked down to the paper.
" ummm...... uhhhhh......Well, you times this by the recipricle of hachi over shichi and subtract x....", I said. I was still really shocked that she talked to me.
"Oh! I get it! So the answer would be hitotso no , right?", I nodded my head. She looked at me and smiled. Her smile reminded me of my mom. She looked a lot like me when I realized it. She had red hair and brown eyes, just like me. I could've been her little sister except for the scar on my cheek.
"Thanks for your help. By the way, I'm Miaka Yuki, you can call me Miaka.", she said. My jaw dropped, not only did this girl talk to me, but now she introducing herslef?! I quickly realized my rudeness and shut my mouth.
"I-I-I-Im N-Noshi Hibiki, you can call me Noshi.", I responded. She smiled again, and for some reason I smiled back.
"Arigato, Noshi-chan.", she said. For once in my life, someone had been nice to me......For once in my life, I had made a friend. I turned back around in my seat when Koyagi-sensei walked in.
A/N: R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R R/R PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!! -Noshi ^.^
Oh yeah, the awful thing will come in the next chapter. Noshi didnt really have much of a rough mout in this chapter but she will.
shichi-7
haci-8
hitotso no-1
arigato-thanks
If u didny realize it, Noshi isnt a mean person, she just doesnt like people who badmouth other people. In other words, if your nice to her, shes nice to you. But because of her scars, she gets badmouthed a lot.
Noshi's scars: One on her left cheek from her ear past her jaw bone. One on her right her arm from her wrist to her elbow. An x shaped on on her upper left arm. A lot of little ones on her legs. One huge gash down her back.
REMEMBER R/R!!!!!! -Noshi ^.^
