A new story written from me, Yeah, I'm trying my hardest here since I have a lot of works and suddenly an idea just came at me, like, smacking at my face and thus, I have to write it out before it continues to haunt me in my sleep...And Ta-da...This story was born...
And so, enjoy and review and comment or even ideas are really REALLY appreciated...
KnB is not mine..
First day:
First day in Japan, nothing much, except for a few circumstances about language, and reading those kanji in the first place. All of our stuff had already arrived at our new home and we just need to clean the house and arrange the furniture. Since my mom originally born here in Japan and live here with her parent, she's a master in speaking Japanese and me, thanks to anime, I manage to learn it quite easily( O' hail anime) .While my dad, living in America for his whole life, tried to communicate with the neighbours but failed miserably. I face palm seeing his condition...
Multiple. Face. Palm
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"Dad, you did realise that you asked him to marry you, right?" I sighed and shaking my head.
"Oh, is it?" he replies with a bright smile while knitting a bright yellow scarf.
'Oh dad...' I sigh again.
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...and my mom, being the smartest person in my family, had already surveying the price of product in each market, shop and supermarket that exists around the neighbourhood. The temptation of half-priced and discounted products can change a woman into its wildest state...Trust me, you can never judge your mother by its appearance...or your grandmother...that is...
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"Canned food, fresh vegetable...Hmm, a 20% off for meat and...Hmm..." my mom was diligently tapping the calculator with such speed, you can't even see her fingers and a few papers lying around her on the table showing all the list and calculation of several item she wanted to buy.
"...Mom..." I called out.
"Yes dear..." she replied without even looking at me and continues tapping into the calculator. She then writes a few number and weird picture on the paper. I peered down closer and my eyes widen.
"Mom, did you take my notes on statistic and used it for your calculation on buying grocery? And...My god, you even did the probability test and...Are those variance, ANOVA?!" I reprimanded her and pulled my notes hidden underneath the scattered papers.
"Tehee..." she rubbed her head and smiled sheepishly.
"Why can't you be normal for once...sigh...What is it after this? Food quality testing on raw material?" I said sarcastically and pulled another book on the table , hidden underneath more paper, a thick book with a large title `Food Science'.
"Mom..." I sweat dropped and sighed.
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Not normal...yes it is...
ANYWAY, since I've transfer here, my mom had told me to choose any of the school here. I sigh every day since the first day my mom told me to choose a new school for me to enter.
Urgh, the horror of becoming a new student for the second time...I still remember when-
"KATHY CAN YOU COME DOWN FOR A BIT!" my pen moves slightly as I hear my mom calling for me. I didn't even finish writing my journal here...
"WHAT IS IT MOM!?" I called out, feeling annoyed.
"COME DOWN AND GREET OUR NEIGHBOUR!"
"DID THEY COME FOR FATHER...AGAIN!?"
"NO SWEETIE THEY DIDN'T!"
"WHY ARE WE YELLING!"
"I DON'T KNOW JUST COME DOWN DAMMIT!"
"BAD WORD MOM, BAD WORD!"
"SORRY!"
I sigh again; yelling loudly inside your own home is pretty exhausting. I stand up abruptly from my seat causing my chair to topple a bit and notice the image that forms in front of me in the mirror. A black-haired girl with garnet eyes looking straight at me. I smiled awkwardly and averting my eyes from the mirror, trying to avoid any awkward moment with my own self...Weird...
"Well then, let's meet our new neighbour, shall we..." I said to no one and dragging my feet towards the door.
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"Ara, your son is really tall Midorima-san "
"Hoho, he is Adreane-san. He's a regular in basketball team"
"Oh, really!" and a few laughter follows after that...Oh man, they bring their son too, Ugh, too much, TOo much.
"...Well then Kathy, prepare yourself for a social conversation..."
I slide my fingers into my dark ebony hair, trying to smoothen out any wild and untamed hair and adjust my shirt properly to look neat in front of my new neighbour. I held my chin up and straighten my back to look presentable.
"Emm, Hello..." I speak suddenly earning their eyes on me.
"Ah, Kathy come here...Midorima-san, this is my beloved daughter, Kathy" I come closer to my mother side and smiling awkwardly.
"Nice to meet you, Midorima-san" I bow slightly and tucking some of my hair behind my ear nervously.
"Adreane-san, this is your daughter?" I move back a bit noticing a middle age woman with dark brown hair, scrutinise every detail of my physical appearance.
"Is she working as a model, Adreane-san?" she asked.
`Pfft...Me, a model..pfft, well I did have such abnormal height in the first place, standing at 1.79 metre tall, and I'm only 16...Heck, people always mistaken me as my father mistress whenever I was walking with my father...He was younger looking, although quite an air head and reckless...Sigh...
"Mother..." I startled from my thought and moved my gaze beside her and noticed a tall, green haired guy with a weird stuff toy in his wrapped fingers.
...Stuffed doll...Is that a bear?
"...don't ask too much question to Adreane-san, they had moved here today and they might feel tired from their journey..." the green head remarked with a stoic face while pushing his glasses up.
"Ohoho, not a problem and no, my daughter here doesn't work as a model, even worst, she's a wallflower with a single thought that socializing with people is evil deed..."
"MOM!" I whispered desperately and tugging her sleeve showing my protest towards her comment earlier. I cover half of my face out of embarrassment and a few chuckles ringing around me.
`First impression...absolutely destroyed...' I cried mentally and chewing my bottom lips in exasperation.
...Tbc...
Should I continue?I should continue?Should I?
Any review and comment are appreciated..:)