Author's Note: Hello, my name is AMX. Most people know me as the author of the Ed Edd n Eddy/Nightmare Before Christmas crossover series. No, I'm not giving up on my other stories. I've just decided to work on this story as a side project.

This is my first Gorillaz fic. It's a parody of the book One of those Hideous Books where the Mother Dies (though not written in the same style), and told in Noodle's POV, so go easy on me.

Full Summary: Noodle is a young Japanese girl who has just turned fifteen, and her life is ruined. An newly orphaned girl since the death of her guardian, Mr. Kyuzo, she is being forced to move to England from Osaka, leaving everything she knew before behind: Seiichi, her boyfriend, Yori, her best friend...and Mr. Kyuzo's grave. Once in England, Noodle is taken in by 2D, Murdoc, and Russel; three men who want her in their band because of her guitar skills. But the events over the past few weeks have made Noodle cold. And it is made even worse when something happens between Yori and Seiichi. Can something be done to melt Noodle's frozen heart?

Hopefully people will like this story as much as my other ones. Happy reading! ;)-AMX

My name is Noodle. I am from Osaka, Japan. I have just turned fifteen. My life is ruined.

You see, my guardian, Mr. Kyuzo, has just died. He had been sick. Probably for too long. But now I am alone because of it. I'm not sure if that can be forgiven.

Looking back, I probably should have expected this. I mean, Mr. Kyuzo sat me down and talked to me about what would happen after he was. . .gone. I'm still scared though. I never knew my real parents, and he was the closest thing to a father I had.

But then he got sick. Very sick. It hit both of us hard.

When we first found out, we were both shocked and scared, but I stayed strong. I told him, "Do not worry, Kyuzo-san. I will take care of you."

And I did. It was hard for both of us. Especially for him. I took very good care of him, but he was the one who should have been caring for me. It got even scarier when his disease got worse. He seemed to be disappearing right before my eyes.

Then one day, the inevitable happened. Mr. Kyuzo was gone. And I was alone.

I knew I could take care of myself. But the authorities claimed that "for my own good," I would have to leave Osaka. Of course, I was outraged. I did not want to leave. But since I was a "minor," I didn't have much of a choice. I got even more angry when I heard where they were sending me.

Essex, in the UK.

Great. Not only do I have to live my life without my father, I have to do it in another country! And even worse, I have to leave everything I ever knew behind. Including Kyuzo-san's grave. . .

And then there's Yori and Seiichi. Yori's my best friend; Seiichi's my boyfriend.

They were also devastated when I had to break the news to them. Thank goodness they've promised to E-mail and call often. I know for a fact that I wouldn't be able to survive without them.

We tried to make the most of our precious time left together. Then the worst day of my life came. The day I had to leave for Essex. We had a very tearful goodbye, and then I was driven to the airport. I do not have much luggage; just my one backpack with the essentials, my songbooks, my cell phone, and my laptop. And my guitar case.

I guess I forgot to mention something. I want to be a musician. I was writing songs and playing my guitar long before Mr. Kyuzo got sick, and he supported me every step of the way. Up until the day he died. Now there will be no support. That hurts. Hopefully I will survive in Essex by playing music. Right now, it's one of the only things keeping me sane.

I was uneasy during the whole flight. Not because it was my first time on a plane. All I could think about was leaving Osaka behind us, becoming farther and farther away. Everything I've grown up with will be gone now. Seiichi. . .Yori. . .

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That flight was a few hours ago. As I walk the streets of Essex by myself, a new thought comes to me. I hope that my story doesn't become some hideous story where the guardian dies and the orphan is forced to live with some new family in another country and something traumatizing happens to her, like getting raped or something.

Well, half of that description is already true. I am an orphan whose guardian has died and I have been moved to another country. But I'm not living with another family. Before I left Osaka, the authorities gave me the address of my new home. I don't remember it though.

Probably because I threw it in a trash can as soon as I left the plane.

I don't want another family. I don't want to be around anyone. And most importantly, I don't want anyone's stupid sympathies. They can say that they know how I feel and that it will be all right, but they're wrong. They do not know how I feel, and it will never be all right.

My fist curls tighter around the handle of my guitar case. I'll be fine by myself. At least I still have my music. Surely I'll be able to make some money with that.

The only problem is that since this place is totally new, I easily get lost. Before I know it, it's dark. Looking around, I don't see any building that looks like a place where I can spend the night. But then again, the buildings here look a lot different than the ones back in Osaka. I wonder what Yori and Seiichi are doing?

Deciding that it won't matter, I put my back against the wall I had been walking next to and sit down on the cold ground, hoping like mad that someone doesn't mug me while I'm sleeping. I put my guitar case behind me and hold my backpack to my chest, clinging to it tightly. I have to be careful with it. My only means of connecting with my friends are in it.

I then bring my knees close to my chest and bury my face in my arms. As I feel myself drifting off, I can't help but wonder what will happen to me tomorrow if I'm not mugged. Who knows? I might find someone who's looking for a guitarist.

I highly doubt it though. . .

AN: Well, how is it so far? Reviews are greatly appreciated!