*******Hi guys! I'm back!!!!!!!*******
PROLOUGE
When Doumyouji Yuri first heard about their move to Japan, she had been devastated. She had lived in New York all her life and thought of herself as an American girl. She didn't know anything about Japan except for its language.
Before even setting foot on Japan, she had already programmed her brain to hate it. She refused to think of it as her new home. The Big Apple was her one and only home.
Of course, that had been weeks ago. Now, on a plane to Japan, she began to reconsider.
Maybe I should try to like Japan after all. I don't have a choice anyway. Mom and dad are really set on living in Tokyo starting now. It won't be easy though. From what I've heard about Japan, it's nothing like New York…..
"Yuri, we'll be landing in a few minutes," Doumyouji Tsukushi told her daughter. She was in her late thirties and was the president of the Maple Hotels. She had straight, brown hair and was quite pretty.
"Oh," Yuri replied.
"Yuri, I know it was hard for you to leave New York, but this is your real home. Tokyo is my home, as well as your father's. To put it simply, its OUR home"
"I know mom, I know."
"Please promise me that you'll at least TRY to like Tokyo."
"Okay mom. I promise."
"That's my girl," Tsukushi said, squeezing the young girl's hand. Yuri had black hair, just like her father's only hers was straight. She was slim and tall and very beautiful. She was smart and kind-hearted, just like her mother. With the same "slightly ill temper", of course.
The plane landed and the Doumyouji family proceeded to the Doumyouji mansion. When Yuri got off the limo and looked at the sight before her, she had only one word to say. "Beautiful".
"It is, isn't it? The best architects worked on this mansion," her father, Doumyouji Tsukasa said. He was the CEO of Doumyouji Corporation and was very handsome.
"Oh," she replied.
"Let's go in."
"Okay but let's wait for mom first," Yuri said.
The 3 went in and started to unpack. After unpacking her things, Yuri looked at her room.
The room was spacious with a king-sized bed. It had a small living area, a flat screen tv, a desk, and a dresser, a gigantic closet, and a balcony. Everything in the room was pink and flowery. The stuff in the bathroom too.
The part she loved most was the balcony. It had an amazing view of the grounds and garden.
She stepped into the balcony and breathed in the fresh air.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all. Maybe I'll even learn to like this place.
******Well, how was it? As bad as the others? Too bad. Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood. Meteor Garden II is really making me feel horrid. Anyway, I'll just try harder next time. Ja ne!******