Chapter 1

I pushed my glasses up farther on my nose. It was cold for America in March. I could see my breath, like wisps of smoke, drifting in the large ocean called the sky. I walked faster, determined not to be late, but early on my first day of school. My pink hair bounced on top of my head threating to come undone. I slowed my pace, only a bit, so my hair wouldn't be all messy. I mean, it was in a messy bun, but I didn't want to look like the devil put me in its mouth, chewed me up, and spit me back out. I saw the school doors, busy with many people like bees in a beehive. I walked even slower, for I was 20 minutes early. I walked inside the collage to get checked in.

Inside the collage, it was a madhouse. People everywhere and here I was lost throughout it. I only saw one recognizable face out of them all. "Hey Harper!' I exclaimed. "Over here!" I said while waving.

"Oh hey Kozakura! Have you seen Liam anywhere?" Harper said smiling.

"No, but this place is a madhouse isn't it?" I said to Harper. Her smile saddened a bit but turned bright again.

"Kozakura have you checked in yet?"

"No." I replied.

"Me either. I was supposed to meet Liam here but I guess he was a no-show." She said brightly.

"Ok!" I said excitedly. Harper was not just my best friend, but my only friend. I've seen Liam, but we have never talked. Liam is also Harper's Boyfriend. I wonder where he is at. My thoughts were broken as I was being tugged by Harper to go and check in.

I half walked/dragged to the check in booth with Harper. We waited in line so we started to chat. "Hey Harper, where to you think Liam is at?" I asked.

"Who knows? For all I know, he could be halfway across the world right now." She stated. I laughed at her sarcasm. We talked about classes and what we wanted to do in collage. Next it was our turn. Harper went first.

"Name?" the man asked.

"Harper Silver."

"Grade?"

"Freshman."

"Age?"

"18." Harper replied.

"Here are your classes and dorm number." The man said. Then it was my turn.

"Name?"

"Kozakura Akiyama."

"Grade?"

"Freshman."

"Age?"

"18."

"Here are your classes. You are living outside of the campus yes?"

"Yes, but Harper is supposed to live with me." I said confused.

"It was probably a mix up in the paperwork. First I would suggest that you check the papers you got from me. There are 2 freshman Harper Silvers, but they are spelled differently." The man said. Sure enough, Harper's papers said Harrper Silver instead of Harper Silver. After we got Harpers CORRECT papers, we walked around the campus, finding our classes and when we have them. Harper and I both work, so we have classes from 8:00a.m. To 3:00p.m... Most of our classes are the same except for the few classes that we need to take for our career. Harper majored in Aeronautical engineering while I majored in Astronomy. We decided to call it a day at the campus. We walked to my apartment to get my car, and we drove to Harper's parent's house.

When we arrived to Harper's house we walked in. We went straight to Harper's room to grab her stuff. Her mom had a drinking habit while her dad was in prison for drunk driving. Sure enough, her mom was passed out on the couch, beer in hand. We grabbed all of Harpers stuff she wanted to take and left the furniture. We would go furniture shopping later for the house. I didn't really have much in my house. I normally ate takeout because I had to work all the time to pay rent. We chatted and sang to most of the songs on the radio. Then Harper asked a question that completely took me by surprise.

"Kara?" Harper asked. Kara was my nickname that she gave me even though I go by Koza.

"Yah Harp?" I said.

"Where are your parents?" I looked at her in surprise. I had kept this a secret from her but I decided to explain.

"I'll start from the beginning. First, my name means more than you think. The Akiyama family is very rich and famous in Japan. My father own a very large Airplane and Railway there, making me his successor. My mother died when I was 7 and my dad engrossed himself in work. My maids and butlers watched me, threw me birthdays, and loved me like family, something my father never did. I came to America to start anew. I actually wear a disguise. My glasses, eye color, and I hide myself so no guy will look twice at me. My hair though, that is natural. So that is my backstory, and you are the only one to know it. Please keep it a secret!" I said finishing my story. She looked at me in awe. I said," I know it is surprising, but I can prove it later. Now let's go to OUR apartment." I said putting a big emphasis on our." She smiled at me than nodded.