Ellen: Okay, okay, I'll leave out the stupid disclaimer this time. Just letting you know, like you didn't already, I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Fwooshy: Thanks for coming to read our fic and all, but ragespandagundam (whoever you are, since you didn't have the decency to give a signed review), isn't there someone else you can harass?
"Nerua, honey, we're here!" I recognized my mother's voice from the hazy fog of half-sleep only attainable in a car, but chose to ignore it. However, the 1992 Geo Prism slowed down, and pulled into its trademark jerky stop, forcing me to wake up. I got out of the car, slowly crawled inside our new house and up the stairs into my bed, and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
The next day dawned cool and cloudy. I got up early to check out the new neighborhood. I threw on a white windbreaker over my dark jeans and blank white T-shirt, and headed around the court while my parents were still asleep. We had just moved from America, California to be exact. No one was out this early except me, and it was a nice change to be alone. To think about home… Argh. My footsteps on the sidewalk were echoing too loudly around the deserted street, making it hard for me to think. Almost without thinking, I summoned up some clover under my feet to dull the sound. I whispered a quiet apology to the clover for being stepped on, and suddenly realized that someone was watching me, and had been watching me as I created the plants. I whirled around, looking for the dead man. I saw a flash of red and white in a window, but then it disappeared, leaving me with the feeling that I was no longer alone.
Fwooshy: Dun-dun-duuuuunnn!
Lauren: That is unnecessary, you know.
Fwooshy: But it adds dramatic tension! Like Red Mage from 8-Bit Theatre!
Lauren: Sigh... Anyway, it would be nice to get more reviews! Also, if you just want to chat about anything, or if something's wrong with any of my fics, e-mail me so you don't look stupid putting up a poorly edited flame!