Zoiemae's POV
"Zoey May?"My
teacher called out. No need to say the last name-no one ever had the
same first name as me, so why bother?
"It's pronounced
Zo-ee-eh-Ma-eh."I corrected her in my lilting voice."It's
japanese. But you can just call me May."Everyone was staring
pointedly at me, but truly, I didn't blame them. Who's going to
figure that my name is japanese when I'm a 5'4" tall caucasian
with strawberry-blonde hair with only the occasional dark brownish
streak?And the eyes don't help either. Maybe, if they were a bit
slanted, or the dark brown color of my mother's eyes, then my name
would be at least partially okay. But, no-my eyes were a bright
green-blue turquoise color. Mom's ability of astounding people she
didn't know through her choices was long lived. It remained even
after she died.
"Really? Because you don't look japanese at
all!" The bouncy blonde in the front row next to me said,
before the teacher shushed her. The teacher cleared her throat,
clearly trying to get all the attention off me and back to the
attendance list, even though you could tell she was dying to know
too.
"Yes,"I stated, before the teacher began to speak.
"My mom was the japanese ambassador, and we lived in japan all
my life. Until now. She figured we would be there forever, so she
decided to give me a japanese name, so my name would fit in easily
there. And she loved the culture and country so much that even when
my family told her it wouldn't fit she went ahead and named me it
anyways. We just decided to move back recently, because of
a...family emergency." Well it was all true, I just hadn't told
them that the emergency was that she died and my dad needed to be
surrounded by family to live through it all.
After that, class
went smoothly. I was actually very popular by the time I got to
lunch. As I was leaving lunch, I separated from the group of my new
friends to go to my next class. Japanese 5. Well, I probably knew
most of this, as I had spoken the language when I lived in japan. I
had taken it, because I figured it would be an easy A-and at this
point in time, I would take whatever that was given to me easily, if
just because I was already having a hard enough time.
A/N ok, unless i get super bored again, i am not posting until i get at least three comments back from three different people!'cos otherwise i feel unloved and that no one is reading my stories!so please leave me a comment!as long as i know that three people have read it and liked it, then i will post!
