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8 years later. . .
"The art of pottery is a careful. . . Rin!"
"Oww. . ." Rin sat up right rubbing her head.
"Are you paying attention?"
"Of course sensei." Truth be it she had dozed off. If Rin could write a book on the most boring thing on the face of the planet it would be pottery. You sat in a house with a bunch of old woman molding clay all into the same shape. Round. Never square or triangular, or any other type of shape you could think of. Always round.
And of course a lady must always be poised even when covered in dust because, "you never know when your prince charming could be watching."
In Rin's opinion if the guy thought a bunch of old woman sitting around in dust was hot then there was something seriously wrong with him.
"Rin."
"I'm here, I'm paying attention please don't hit me with the cane again." It hurts like hell.
"You're always off in your own world. Come back to us you are 17 years old; you should be concentrating on. . . Blah, blah, blah"
For some reason Rin ears seemed to turn off after "concentrating on." It wasn't her fault she was clumsy lived in her own world and preferred to hit a boy then kiss a boy. And don't even get her started on the village girls always giggling combing there hair. Waiting for there prince charming.
She'd believe it when she saw it.
Rin turned her attention back to her pot which looked like some kind of sick animal.
Rin looked up at the sound of a crash.
"That damn dog."
Rin laughed gleefully "Fluffy," her dog couldn't wait to see she told him to stay at home but everyday he'd come give the pottery women something to screech about and Rin something to laugh at. He was hopping around the store just out of the reach of the pottery house owner's broom. Which he growled at playfully, after a few moments he got bored with that ant began chasing his tail. Which resulted in him crashing into the freshly baked pots, leaving not one it tact; and covered in dust he stood panting.
"Rin."
Rin stopped laughing abruptly.
"Get that horrid animal out of her."
Rin was glad to obey she need the fresh air. She stood grabbing her head scarf which she'd taken off and left Fluffy bouncing behind her like a hot potato.
She heard them muttering things like.
"That girl will never get a date." "And that horrid animal is her soul mate."
Rin blocked them out what did they know half of them were widows and the other half were never courted. She patted fluffy lightly on the head.
"You love me don't you?"
He barked loudly causing several passing villagers to look at them.
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"Mom I'm home."
"In the kitchen Rin, you're home earlier."
"Yeah the pottery women told me to get out." She smiled well it wasn't exactly a lie. She'd played fetch with Fluffy in the river in order to remove the clay dust.
"Go wash up for supper."
Rin changed out of her work clothes and into her relaxing kimono. She ran her brush through her hair and washed her face in her freshly boiled wash basin water. With her eyes closed she held her head over the basin letting the water drain off her face as she felt around for something to wipe her face off with.
She caught her reflection in the water she was unable to see what kept others away from her. At 17 she was 5' 6" slender with curves in all the right places. She had cut her hair short when she was 11 and kept it that way. It was right below her jaw and it flipped out in long layers the highest layer at the bottom of her ear, her bangs were parted sideways and were long framing her slender face to her chin. Except for this little pesky one which always fell into her eye for it was shorter. It was uncommon for a woman to have short hair but Rin had always thought it looked better short it was stylish and sophisticated yet fun and free at the same time. Perhaps that's why boys didn't like her. Nonsense her dad told her she looked better with short hair. Her skin was flawless porcelain white, her nose small and straight upturned slightly. And her lips were full and cherry blossom red.
Her eyes perhaps the most catching feature she possessed where large and honey colored brown, framed by thick long black lashes.
She allowed her self to stare into the basin awhile longer before she turned away splashing the water with her hand. She was unable to find any flaw.
"Rin come set the table for dinner."
Rin proceeded down the hall.
Dinner was fish as usual.
"Rin," Her father spoke breaking the awkward silence. "Tomorrow I'm heading to a near by village they're having trouble with an epidemic outbreak of small pox. The monk asked me if I would go with him in order to assist him I will be gone for a few days."
Rin nodded it was not unusual for him to go to neighboring villages but tomorrow was the day of her long awaited fan dancing performance. And she thought he would attend.
Oh well she thought to herself one person down only the whole village to go.
As she had said before she wasn't exactly the most graceful child the walk the earth. Actually she probably wasn't even in the top trillion.
She cleared the table and went back to her room. She completely forgotten about the performance until her father had mentioned he would be leaving tomorrow. She felt her stomach churn.
No sleep would come to her tonight of that she was sure.
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Well there's chapter 2 I hope you like it don't worry it will start moving faster. Just setting up for really good plot. Please review
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