Chapter 1: A Girl From Afar
Tap tap tap.
Mori tapped her pencil on her desk in anticipation.
5 minutes left to go she thought as she looked at the clock. School would let out soon, and the day had seemed to drag on forever. The three girls the sat behind her didn't help she mood either. Like normal, they would whisper and giggle, looking in her direction.
Girls are no different here then they are in America Mori sighed. Even though they had to wear uniforms, and everyone dressed the same, Mori stood out. She was only half Asian, her father being Chinese, and her mother being from America. She had brown hair, also to the point of being red. Her skin was a different shade, darker, unlike the the pale skin of all the other girls. Not to mention that the Japanese have never really liked the Chinese. And even with the different fashion styles in Japan, like ganguro and gothic lolita, she still stood out. More American gothic, emo.
Mori had moved to Japan with her father and mother 2 months ago. He father had been offered an office job he couldn't refuse, and ever since her brother had died in a fatal car accident a year ago, her family was more than willing to leave their old home. The only problem was, it was the middle of the school year. She had to pack up everything and move to another country. Luckily from her father and talked to his side of the family, she knew some Japanese. At least, enough to be in a Japanese school and learn, even if she couldn't keep up with the quick banter of the other students.
Bleeet!
Thank god. She snapped her book shut and started shoving everything back into her bag.
"Mori-chan!" said an overly cheerful voice. Mori looked up to see one of the girls that sat behind, Eri, standing over her with a stack of books in her hands, and a fake smile on her face.
Mori lifted an eyebrow. "Yes?" she said, straightening.
"You live near the Higurashi Shine, right?" the girl asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Can you drop this off there for me?" Eri said, shoving the books into Mori's hands. "I'd do it myself, but I'm busy after school. Thanks! Say hello to Kagome for me!" Before Mori could even give her an answer, the girl hurried back to her friends that were heading out the door.
Mori sighed. "Fine, whatever," she muttered. In the two months that Mori had been at this school, she had only seen Kagome twice. She was hardly ever at school, and no one really knew why, not even her friends. The stories varied, from her having an incurable disease to a series of common colds. Never the less, the girl would fail if she didn't start coming to school.
She got up and threw her bag over her shoulder. Not like she had anything better to do on a Friday, right? Mori sighed again. I hate people, she though as she walked out into the hallway.