Chapter two
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!