20th February

Dear…Billy.

Hey, future husband/daughter or whatever. I'm writing to you as a 14 year old girl. Prepared to be…uh. I wouldn't say amazed. More like…confused?

Anyway. Don't ask me why I'm emailing you. No offence, but the only reason is cause I'm bored. Sorry :) I've had nothing to do all day. Its half term here and I'm totally bored!!! That never happens! And I've lost my mobile. Argh! A teenage girl can't live without her mobile!!! What if an emergency or something happens? (Future family: that does not mean I have the same opinion when I show you this. Don't use this against me!) It's annoying. But I guess I'll live. I moan way too much. Sorry…I'll be happier from now on!

Oop. Be right back. My Phone's ringing!

Post Phone Call:

Sorry about that. Skye rang. (Oh, on house phone, not mob. Just in case!) She wanted to know whether I can meet her. Something about Tokyo mew mew. Honestly. I thought I was obsessed! Skye is totally determined to meet 'Mr. Asaka.' (She kills me if I call him 'Keriichiro'. I don't know him, or something.) I guess it's my fault. I introduced her to it. Haha! She's Seventeen. Didn't think this would happen. I'm gonna get dressed and go now, she said to be there by 1:15. Its two minutes past. (When I say 'get dressed'. I don't mean I haven't bothered to…it's just…business!!!)
I'll take my laptop, so I might email you later too.
Bye :)

(5:34 – Where the…am I?)

I hate Skye. Remind me to tell her that later. We're lost in…well. I don't know where!!! I mean, One minute I was sitting alone in her bedroom watching "The girl who leapt through time" (good film) Then Skye staggered in, (usual. She never drinks alcohol, but always seems a bit tipsy. Strange.) And stuffed this weird orange milkshake in my hand.

"Looks Suspicious" I said, squinting at it. "What…is it?"

Skye smiles sweetly. That's when the trouble started. It wasn't a innocent smile. (My brain: I'm gonna die!!! I've gotta get out of here!!)

I stood up, and slowly started edging to the door. "…oh! Look at the time!!!" I turn to leg it. My friend somehow slammed the door. Her smile was pure evil. Should I call her a friend…?

"You're not going anywhere." Then she points at that milkshake thing. "Drink. I will too!"

"Fine."

Then she went back to her normal happy self. "Yay!!!"

…so I drank. Then I saw stars. Collapsed. And now I'm here.

Yay.

Great.

Fun.

I'm fine.

Perfectly.

…

PANIC!!!

"WHAT THE HELL ARE WE GONNA DO!!! MY PARENTS ARE GONNA KILL ME!!! WHERE ON EARTH ARE WE!?"I scream.

Skye looks around her. Smiling. "…Tokyo."