----I got this idea one day after I had just watched "The Perfect Man" with Heather Locklear and Hilary Duff. It's sorta kinda like it. Mostly just the moving around part. Not completely however. Ohh and It's set in America cuz it's just easier for me to go with I guess. I hope you like it!!!!!----

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Fruits Basket or any of it's characters. However the teachers are 100 mine. Their my friend's last names haha.

Key::::

Talking

Singing

Thinking

OHH! This story's in Tohru's POV! Now on to with the story!!!!!

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This is great. Just great. Perfect actually. Oh yea, perfect. Another move, another new house, another new school, another new opportunity for me to make a fool out of myself.

Hi, I'm Tohru Honda, I'm 16 and I'm a full time mover. My mom and I have moved so many times it's not even funny. I've seen more of America than anyone my age should.

You see, my mom tends to "get bored" of a place after awhile. At least, that's what she says. I know the real reason we move all the time. Mom's bad with relationships. My mom tends to go for the first guy she sees. Which, more than usually, turns out to be a loser.

Just once I'd like to be able to stay at the same school, in the same town. Heck, I'd love to be able to stay in same friggin state! If mom would just wait for a better guy to show up instead of going all desperate, maybe we'd be better off.

Most kids my age get to go to dances. Get to join clubs. Make friends. Stay close to people. Not me. I'm forced to not make friends because it just makes it easier if you don't have attactments. I've grown used to it though. It's all I've ever known after all.

This time we're moving to Ohio. Right outside of Cleveland. It's going to be a change because last time we were in Miami. It was so nice and warm there. In November! But not in Ohio. I already knew that I'd have to go shopping again for warmer clothes. Good thing I'd saved up enough money from various jobs I did in the summer. We pulled up to the house. Well, apartment. It was nice I guess. Big, brick, about 12 stories I'd say. And wouldn't ya know... we were on the top floor. At least there was a balcony.

We unpacked the car and started to unpack once we got to our room. The same ritural as always. Unwrap, put away, wait for the guy, re-wrap, put in boxes, move. That was the course of my life. Great huh?

Tomorrow I would have to start school and mom would start a new job. At least she had one already. A friend of hers said they had an opening for her.

As for tonight, I just wanted to get some sleep. So I turn off my trusty laptop, go brush my teeth, tell my mom goodnight, and then go to my room. I curl up in my bed and slowly let my mind carry me to Dreamland.

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So??? How'd you like it?? Good? Bad? I may or may not put the next chapter up tonight. It all depends on what you guys want and what I feel like. R&&R Plz and Thanks!!