Karin's New School

Chapter 1

Karin's P.O.V.

"Karin!" my mother called.

"Yes?" I put my book down and went to the kitchen.

"I have big news!" she sounded really excited. "It's good and bad."

"What is it?"

"Well," she fidgeted, "Since you were so much ahead of your grade, your father and I decided to put you in a better school! You are a little ahead of it, but it's the same grade and a lot better."

"Oh.." I was a bit nervous. "Where is dad?"

"Still at work."

"Oh….. Well, when do I start?"

"On Monday, 3 days from now."

"Is it all girls." I asked. She sighed, not a good sign.

"No. But I heard a lot of the boys were really sweet!" she encouraged. When we lived in Japan, we now live in America, I was kidnapped, at age 5. The kidnappers tried to do .. dirty .. things. But the police found me before they could do anything serious. Some boys freak me out, but others don't… I don't know why, I guess first impressions are really important when you meet me. We moved to America because my dad was transferred to Michigan for a better job. I used to go to an all girl's school…

"Well, alright! If it's for my education, I guess I can manage!" (A/N: Yes, Karin is freakishly out of character, but it's my fan fiction, and I can do what I want. So bahhhhhh to you :p)

Yes, I was a huge nerd. I loved reading. Spent most of my time studying. But I didn't have a million pimples or gross greasy hair.

My hair was light brown that I wore in braids. My eyes were big and blue, and I was skinny.

But I do have reading glasses. My dad said I looked cuter though.

I went back to my room and studied. I was not a nervous eater, or a stress eater. I was a stress studier. It always calmed me down for some reason. I went for a history book about World War II. I was a few chapters away from finishing.

When my clock turned exactly 9:30pm, I get exhausted. I always woke up at 6 am, weekends or not.

It was 9:25, so I decided to get ready for bed. I shut my book, but it back on my ginormous book shelf, and went to bed.

I woke up at 6, like usual, took a shower, and read the end of WWII. It was a Saturday, which meant I got to go to the library and get some new books.

I went to the kitchen at 7 am. My dad worked on the weekends sometimes, and today was one of those days.

Dad was sitting at the table, reading the news paper, eating cereal.

"Beat you" he said smiling. I stuck out my tongue, and smiled back. I poured my cereal into my bowl, then milk, grabbed a spoon, and stole the comics from my dad.

Morning were always like this. Nice and quiet. If we woke up mom, she would freak our if she knew I still woke up at 6 on the weekends.

My dad hugged me and went to work.

Try to guess what I did for the weekends? You'll never get it!

I….

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