My name is Matthew Lewis.

I'm a fifteen year old high school student.

I am bored.

I've been sitting in this class for what? Three hours now? I hate summer school. It's just a waste of time and energy in an attempt to cram a bunch of information in at once. If that was possible, wouldn't it make sense to do that for the actually school year instead? A subject a month. Seven months. Sounds fine with me.

I rested my cheek on my hand and looked outside. The teacher was saying something about the scientific method. Was I in middle school again? I don't know why I decided to take science in the summer with these idiots. Well, I know it was to get ahead so my senior year would be nothing but..doing nothing but seriously. My entire class lacked any ability to memorize. It was like I was being held back or something.

Suddenly, something caught my eye. An object was falling. But, it wasn't fall from a building or something. It just fell out of thin air. No, impossible, I probably just didn't catch where it came from. But the point is that it fell with an inaudible "plop" on the grass, almost hidden from view.

The bell rang and I walked steadily outside. I wouldn't want to look anxious would I? The object was still laying in the grass, untouched. I walked over to it and picked it up. It was a black notebook. The texture was a bit soft, but it didn't seem to be damaged. I turned it over and saw the letters "Death Note" printed in white on it.

I chuckled a bit. Whoever did this was obviously incredibly stupid. A Death Note? Like from the anime and manga? Ridiculous. Someone was probably bored and wanted to see if the unknowing American populace would be naive enough to try to use it. I mean, plenty of people here thought of Ash from Pokemon singing the annoying American theme song or Yugioh and talking about the Pharoahs with overly done voices when they heard the word anime, so they probably wouldn't know what a Death Note is.

I silently slipped it into my backpack and then continued my walk home. It was time to add another to my collection of fake notebooks. I had gotten plenty of them at conventions and some of my old friends had gotten me some as gifts. This one would go right on top since they even reenacted how Light had first found the Death Note for me. That was a plus for the stupid owner of this notebook.

I finally got home. My grandmother approached me and wanted to know if I wanted some tea(really what is it with British grandmothers and tea? Its like they want to slap Americans in the face and say "the Boston incident didn't stop us kwahaha" or something[and yes, I say "kwaha" because I think it fits them and their crooked teeth-)

"Matthew?" I was brought back from staring at her tea kettle and looked at her. "Are you quite alright? You seem to be, what was the word you said, 'zoning out' again." I smiled at her.

"I'm alright Grandma, I just need some rest is all." She smiled back at me kindly.

"Very well then. You go rest. I'll call you down when supper is ready." She still says supper? Oh well, it can't be helped I guess. After all, I find it a bit cute when she asks me to 'turn on the telie' haha. I walked up the stairs, entered my room, and closed the door. I fell into my chair and opened my backpack. Out fell the Death Note onto the floor, and my eyes widened a bit. I had forgotten all about it.

It was laying down, wide open. The instructions were a seperate page in the front, and it looked like it had been stitched in or something. It made it look authentic, but nothing more. I picked it up and looked at the instructions. It was odd, it didn't look like it was printed or copied. It was handwritten into the paper, and the handwriting didn't look like it was supposed to be Ryuk's. It was slightly different, and the skull picture wasn't there.

"The human who's name is written in this notebook shall die." I laughed a bit. If it was so authentic, then maybe it wouldn't mind if I ripped a few pages out. Maybe I could take them out and put them in a shredder to throw to the populace so they can see my shinigami. Haha, deviantart is always amusing.

"Well then, time to put you to the test." I whispered, grinning. I switched my computer on and quickly went to cnn (i hate foxnews by the way, stupid republicans) and looked up the newest criminals. Amusingly, I discovered that Linsay Lohan was first in the list concerning her druguse. The world could do better without another celebrity, right?

I scribbled down her name and death sentence while giggling to myself. "Lindsay Lohan. Shot to death. Attempts to attack police while claiming loudly that the maple syrup is gone and has no choice but to be shot ." I burst out laughing when I finished.

I turned on the tv and browsed through some channels until I came upon South Park. I watched it for a few minutes until it went to commercial and I started flipping through channels again. There was practically nothing on. I passed by cnn and saw a glimpse of someone's face. I froze and quickly changed back to it.

"-ohan attempted to assualt two police officers when being transported out of the courtroom and was presumed to have gone insane." it showed two civilians who looked shocked. "She was going on about someone stealing her syrup and went completely ballistic." My eyes widened so much I though I had 360 vision.

"I just think the cops should've given her some *bleep*ing syrup and shoved her into the cop car. They're *bleep*ing murderers man!" the interview was cut before the man started talking again and it showed a photo of Linsay Lohan with a bullet mark in her chest.

"The police claim that Lohan was inconsolable and that her violent actions forced them to act in self defence." the reporter said. I turned the tv off. Could it be coincidence? No, it couldn't be. Maple syrup? I had put that in the Death Note. It was the most random thing ever and it happened.

"How..?" I muttered and looked at the notebook. It was almost glowering at me, and I made a face of genuine fear. I had in my posession a real Death Note! I could kill anyone I wanted at any time as long as I had their name and face! My entire body started shaking uncontrollably and I feel on my knees on the ground.

"Oh my God." Wait, what the hell was I saying? I had been an athiest for how many years now and just when I actually get proof that there isn't a god I fall on my knees and say those words for the first time in years? Well, I guess it's just a human reflex. Religion's main basis is fear and respect for a higher power, so to find out I had done such a horrible thing was almost scarring.

I calmed down and looked at the notebook again. This notebook, how was it possible? It was an object created by the imagination of a human being for a fictional story. The creators themselves said that they even wanted the shinigami to be wizards, and that the Death Note was going to be bible-shaped or that it would look different in different time eras, like it being a scroll in ancient japan. But there it was, laying there like in the manga. A shinigami's notebook of death.

Then, I realized something. The shinigami. If it loses its notebook in the human world, it has to go find it. That means that it would be looking for him soon. Matthew Lewis doesn't have a good history with spirits and stuff. Even though I claim to athiest, i'm really more agnostic. I still get creeped out if I hear a ghost story. I still get scared when someone describes the monster hiding under my bed. Hell when I stare at a light then look in the dark, I jump from seeing the spots on my eyes and think they're actually people.

Wherever this shinigami was, I just hoped he wouldn't sneak up on me like Ryuk did for Light. Seeing a tall monster hunched over you with a grin on its face and lightning in the background didn't sound nice. I slowly got up and picked up the notebook.

"This thing is really dangerous." I muttered aloud. The wind seemed to be making my room colder than usual, so I walked over to the curtains and opened them to close the window. My eyes widened and I nearly screamed at what I saw.

"Yo, human. Is that my Death Note you're holding?"

..yeah. I wanted to plan to update this every few days in real-time because I want this story to be in real-time too. I really hope you like it, and if you do, please review please :D do it for justice!