The Stone of Wishes
Summary: Based on the 2003 anime. Mari Ford is tired of her current life. She's made fun of, and she can't get along with her mother. When Mari wishes for freedom, she's transported to the future! Will she ever get back home?
I don't own Astro Boy. He's already owned by Tezuka Osamu…but I will happily buy Astro off. :D
Mari's P.O.V.
I ran into my house, my black hair flowing behind me. Tears took over my dark brown eyes as I ran into my room and slammed my door shut.
Why can't people at school leave me alone for once? I thought angrily.
Apparently, African-Americans can't wear black and like rock music. I've been called so many names; preppy Goth, headbanger, white girl, etc. It's stupid and racist, but for some reason, I can't take it anymore.
The students at my school are very stereotypical. There are so many stereotypical cliques around North Creek High School that it's scary. The student body doesn't approve of my style, and they hate me for being different. I have a decent amount of friends, and I'm happy with them. They really understand me.
I opened my anime notebook and flipped through my drawings. I came to a stop when I came to my Astro Boy section. I smiled and thought about the episodes. I'm like him, in a way. I'm not your average person, and I'm not like everyone else.
I continued on, stopping at the Ouran High School Host Club section. Haruhi Fujioka is different as well. The only difference between me and her is that she doesn't care about people's opinions of her.
I set my notebook down and took out my homework. Why does English honors and Algebra hate me?
I sighed and began working on it. The damned thing took me two hours to complete.
"Mari! Dinner!" my mom Denise called.
I came downstairs and ate with my mom. Since I'm an only child, my mom is very protective of me and won't let me do anything without her analyzing the activity and her consent. That's why I don't tell her about my problems at school. She will come running in school like a bull.
"How was school?" Denise asked.
"Same as yesterday." I replied, chewing my pork chop.
Denise sighed.
"Every day is the same for you, Mari. Don't you do anything exciting?" she asked.
"Not without you choking out all of the fun." I muttered, irritated.
Unfortunately, Denise heard my snide comment and had a hurt expression on her face.
"Now that's not fair!" she said. "I'm only trying to protect you."
"From what?" I snapped. "Dust? Air? My friends?"
"Mari! What is possessing you to deliver this outburst? I will demand respect from you, young lady!"
"That's the problem! You demand respect, but won't return it to me when I want to hang with my friends! I'm fifteen, mom! I'm not a child anymore!" I cried.
"Then quit acting like one! You're acting like your immature father!" Denise snapped back.
That pissed me off.
"Excuse me." I spat icily, getting up from the table and stormed to my room.
My mom and dad divorced when I was twelve. Mom said he never wanted a real marriage, he just wanted fun. A year after the divorce, dad ran off with his female assistant to another country. I've never heard from him since.
I flopped on my bed and started crying. Why can't my life be normal? Why can't I have a social life? Why can't I do something exciting? Hell, why can't I get a boyfriend?
I've had plenty of crushes so far my freshman year, but of course, they think I'm a freak.
"I wish I can go somewhere else," I whispered. "I hate it here. I want to go somewhere I can be free, and have a life for once."
I faced the ceiling as I tried to fall asleep. All I could think about was getting out of here.
Life as a runaway would be rad! At least then I could make my own decisions without someone constantly on my back. I thought.
I unknowingly fell asleep, dreaming about being on my own.
The Next Day…
It was Saturday at last. I felt sunlight heating my skin.
What the?...my blinds on my windows are closed. I thought groggily.
I sat up and didn't feel a bed beneath me. Freaked out of my mind, I opened my eyes and saw that I was outside.
I looked around, panicking. I began to hyperventilate, scared. Everything around me was…animated. I made the mistake at looking down at myself.
I was animated as well, wearing a black and red tank top, black denim shorts, and red Converse. I had bangs and the rest of my hair was in a side ponytail.
I fainted from shock, not knowing what the hell was going on.
*sarcastic cheerleader voice* OMG you guys! Where is Mari?
Anyways, I'll hopefully be updating soon. This week, there was so much snow and ice that I only had to go to school on Monday. I'm out Friday too! Thank you, ice storm!
