Number 1
Lolol, okay so I'm going back through my old chapters and re-doing them. Because everytime I read the first couple chapters it pisses me off because they are like, so bad. XD They aren't as good as the newer ones. So I'm going back through and fixing them and making all the chapters look the same. Hopefully. I don't own anything from it I only own my character Amaya and maybe future characters.
"When a man's pride is injured, a drink or two is due.
I know it seems like it's impossible.
Just to stop it all.
And if you think I'm a mistake, just break it off."
A girl with long blonde hair was holding a bag and pulling a suitcase down the street. She had light brown eyes that almost seemed a little golden. She was wearing a white tank top with a loose black tie around her neck. There was scribbling on her shirt that was in Japanese. She wore black baggy pants with black army looking boots on the bottom half of her slim body. She looked around the street she was on, examining it. She wondered what her aunt's house was going to look like once she arrived.
"What's up there, girly?" A tall boy asked, jumping down off a fence on a nearby house. He looked like a delinquent, with a scar on his cheek. He strode over to the girl and leaned down into her face a bit. "Why don't you come have some fun with us?" A cocky grin had appeared on the boy's face.
"No." She replied, stopping in front of the boy and looking straight up at him with a glare in her light brown eyes. "Leave me alone." She growled, swerving around the delinquent looking boy. He put a hand out, making her run into it and he put himself back in front of her. She sighed, "Move."
"Come on, don't ruin the fun. You're pretty cute." He leaned down again and put a hand to her cheek stroking it with his thumb. His other hand brushed some hair back behind her ear. She didn't look to pleased with him. "Let's have some fun." He slammed a hand on the back of her neck, and gripping it hard. The blonde girl tensed, getting pushed forward by the thug. Another delinquent looking guy came from an alley and grabbed her right arm.
"L-Let me go.." Her hair fell into her face, covering her eyes. The older delinquent boy, from the same fence as the first boy stopped and stood in front of her putting his face to close for comfort to her's. She wanted the two boys holding onto her to let go so desperately. She felt the anger boil up in her, but kept it concealed. She needed to make herself look like a scared, weak little girl.
"Are you going to beg us?"
She grabbed the guy who was holding her neck and pulled his arm off, and tugged her wrist out of the guy on her left. The girl twisted the dark haired delinquent's arm – the one that was holding her neck. She heard a snap and she kicked his chest, making him fall to the ground. The brown haired delinquent, which she assumed to be the leader ran at her. She threw a fist at him, and it connected with his face punching him straight in the eye. He staggered back a bit holding his eye while the light haired delinquent boy ran at her. He tackled her onto the ground and she struggled under his weight. The boy punched her in the face and she felt the blood trickle down the back of her throat and out of her nose. She jabbed at his sides, making him jerk up and she got her hands free. A smile appeared on her face and she punched him in the face this time, then got up and slammed both her fists onto his head, and kicked him in the stomach. He fell over with a loud grunt, which by the time the leader ran at her again.
"Sigh, you guys are such a bore." She mumbled, running at him and kicking him in the ballsack. He stopped, holding his crouch and falling to his knees. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up so he could look into her eyes. "Don't mess with me again. Understood." She didn't wait for an answer before she pushed his head back and made him fall to the ground. She wiped the blood under her nose and grabbed her suitcase and kept walking. "Boys are just naturally stupid!" She yelled, waving at them and continued on her stroll.
"I really wonder what it's going to be like living up here with the last part of my family."
A long, long time ago. Oh wait, we aren't even near Otogi Academy! It seems that our two flat che- I mean Ryouko and Ringo are out walking on the streets today. Oh, and what's that? Oh a girl just beat up some boys, how wonderful. Well anyway, you know how it all starts now let's see what these two kids are doing!
"Ah.." A dirty blonde long haired girl breathed, staring at the scene what what happened. She was wearing wolf skin clothing and what looked like to be a little girl standing beside her. But looks can be decieving! Ryouko looked back down at Ringo and she had a smile on her cute little face.
"That was quite a show. She seemed pretty strong." Ringo held her hands together, coming out of the hiding spot they seemed to be hiding in. She tip-toed over to the beaten up boys and took some pictures. "Ah, seeing boys getting beat up by girls just makes me happy inside." Ryouko had a tiny smile slip onto her face when her friend said that. She two enjoyed watching herself beat up boys. "Maybe we should follow that girl?" Ringo suggested, turning back towards Ryouko.
"Nah."
"Come on, please Ryouko!" Ringo begged, her hands held up at her chest like she was going to pray. She stepped a bit towards Ryouko, who just kept staring down at her little friend. "Please?" She asked again, and Ryouko growled. "Please?!"
"Whatever!" Ryouko huffed, crossing her arms and happy that Ringo stopped looking like a spoiled child begging for something. Ryouko looked down the street and soon they went after her. They kept hiding behind poles, and in some bushes watching the new mysterious, strong girl.
"She's getting away!"
"Who's there!?" The blonde girl asked, turning around quickly a bag in her hand swinging with her body. She looked around the road and growled. "If you boys are back again, I would be more than willing to turn those faces into bloody mistakes!" She roared, putting a fist up in the air but realized no one was there. She sighed, turning back around and dragging her suitcase down the street.
"That was close..." Ryouko grumbled, stepping out from behind a pole and sighing. "We are not doing that again! We were like freaking stalkers!" Ryouko shouted at her red-headed friend. Ringo just giggled and put a finger to her lips.
"I really do wonder where she was going."
"Well, whatever let's just go home." Ryouko said, in a demanding voice. She turned around and headed back down the road the way they came. She looked back to see Ringo was still thinking. "Well come on. Or do I need to drag your crazy ass back home?" Ryouko smiled, and earned another smile from Ringo. "And I'm starving anyway, you'd better make something nice for dinner!" Ryouko shouted to her, as Ringo ran to catch up with her friend. Soon their paces matched and Ringo giggled.
"Oh I will! I promise." Ringo smiled up at Ryouko and the tomboy looked back down at Ringo with a smile of her own. "You should smile more often, you are really adorable when you do!" The red-head complimented earning a blushing and fuming reaction from Ryouko.
"Oh, shut up." Ryouko grumbled, crossing her arms and looking at anything but Ringo. The red-head smiled and they went walking home together.
"I'm finally here." The blonde haired girl sighed with relief dropping her bags and suitcase to the ground and looked up at the apartment buildings around her. She looked around to see if anyone was waiting to pick her up, but she didn't see anyone particularly familar.
"Amaya?" A woman asked walking up behind the girl whose name was obviously Amaya. This woman had short hair, giant cleavage and seemed pretty opened. Everywhere if you know what I mean! Amaya tilted her head at the woman, seeing a smile appear on her face. "I'm Yukime, your aunt." Yukime looked Amaya up and down and crossed her arms. "Why, you look exactly like my brother. Come, I'll show you around." Yukime waved her hand for Amaya to follow.
"This is the Main Hall where everyone in all the apartments come to eat." Yukime told her pushing in one of the chairs that was left out. She went over to the door and opened it, "This is the kitchen. My man, works in here. His name is Wakato." The nerdy looking man looked up from his cooking and waved at them. Yukime blew a kiss back and shut the door and grabbed Amaya's bags and suitcase. "We live on the top floor." She started to climb the stairs, Amaya following behind her.
They finally made it and Yukime set her bags down to open the door. She pushed it all the way open till it hit the wall, while Amaya grabbed her bags. "Your cousin should be home anytime. Just make yourself at home." She went over to a coat and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. "You'll be staying in your cousins room." She pointed down a hall and then headed towards the couch. "There is a bed already set up in there, you can go unpack."
Amaya nodded and headed down the hall and found the room she would be staying in. She dropped her bags and looked around the room as the realization hit her right in the face. "My cousin is a guy." Amaya face-palmed herself and sighed, "It's so small." She opened one of her cousin's drawers and started throwing in some of her clothes, mixing up the clothes all together. She fell back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling. "There's no TV..." She mumbled to herself, feeling that her time here was going to be the boringest of all. Amaya pulled her hair, not even wanting to be here.
"Amaya why don't you come here!" Amaya could hear her aunt call and she slowly got up off the bed and walked out into the hall. She put her hands in her pockets and walked out into the living room. "I just wanted to inform you on your new school that you'll be attending. It's called Otogi Academy, the same school your cousin goes too obviously. Maybe you two would end up in the same class." Yukime seemed to have that creepy old man smile on her face, and then a knock on the door was heard. Her aunt walked over and opened the door up, blocking the view of whoever was standing there.
"Sorry. I was with Ryouko and Ringo."
"It doesn't really matter." Yukime waved her hand around, brushing aside his apology. "There is someone here I want you to meet. She's going to be living with us, she is your cousin from America." Amaya could tell that her aunt was glaring down at her cousin. "Don't you dare try and do anything dirty with her. Or so help me Ryoushi." Yukime stopped herself from saying anything more.
"N-No! I promise I won't!"
"Good. Now, come in." Yukime moved out of the way so the boy could enter the apartment. She quickly closed the door behind him, pushing up her glasses. Amaya's cousin and her stared at each other and Yukime chuckled. "You guys introduce yourselves. I'll be in my room." Her aunt walked past them into the hall and soon Amaya could hear her aunt's bedroom door shut. Her cousin was just a little bit taller than her, with blue hair and green eyes. He had a white shirt that covered an under shirt he had on which was green. You could see a little bit, because he didn't button his white shirt all the way to his neck. He had black pants that fit him perfectly, weren't to big and weren't to small and he had black shoes on.
"Hi.." Was all Amaya could say before she felt the heat rise up in her face. She had never been good at talking with boys ever since she reached middle school. She tried to keep herself distant from them.
"I-I'm Ryoushi.." Ryoushi informed her and she nodded a little stiffly. He also seemed a little tensed and his hair was covering his eyes up.
"Amaya.."
A/N; Well I was bored so I decided on going back through my old chapters and try to make them all look the same. And also they were a little to short for me, and it kind of pissed me off. So of course I have to try and redo them, and try to make them perfect. Which I probably forget in some what days.
Well thanks for reading this to the new people that have just started to read my story! I hope you liked it, and keep reading and following with this story. Because I really enjoy writing it!
Hahah. Alright, bye. c:
