A/N: Hey hey hey! sup' yall? wow, i've turned gansta southerner... hehehehe. i really need to cut back on the sugar... but will i? (shakes 8-ball) No. meh, why mess with fate? hehehe! im in a supremely good mood today, can ya tell? well its the reason im posting this on monday and not wednesday. so yeah... HAPPY!
as most of you may know by now, im no longer working on School Days period. i just cant... but have no fear! Tai-Chee is rewriting/continuing it! She already has the first three chapters up. It's much better than my version, if i do say so myself. I think you'd all really enjoy this new and improved version. so read it. its not identical to mine. but yeah read it and review.
I have also started a bwand new story called 'Starting Over'. I and swear on both my grandfathers gaves that i will not give up on this one. and this is a promise i do intend to keep. im going to this whole alternating updating system where I update this one then Starting Over then this one again and so on and so forth. so um.... yeah, check it out. it only has one chapter up so far. (puppy dog eyes) please?
Shoutouts!!
sakura1221: (looks around nervously) eheh... this is the second last bad chapter I swear! until later...
jade eyed neko: him... you may shoot Riku. he has nothing to do with this story anymore (which should make most of you very happy to hear)
Spirit Demon: i wuv ya to! (as a friend of course!)
phantomoftheflame: losoric.... nice... and unstupider is pretty good too. but currently im in love the word doubleplusungood. if anyones read the book 1984 you may get that. it means really REALLY bad. for instance if i were talking about what Kouga did, i would say 'that was so doubleplusungood!'. And i have to potential to be an A student, but obviously i dont live up to my full potential. Im a B student really. and Math, poo on math, i spent two weeks of my summer in summer school doing math. its so doubleplusungood! hehe!
Elf of the Forest: its about to get a whole lot more interesting and its not what Kouga does...
Kate-Kotobuki: yes, it will get better... eventually. but it WILL GET WORSE BEFORE IT GETS BETTER. so be forewarned.
KagomeHigurashi66: And the Riku bashing continues... i think i should make a Riku Haters club. we can have buttons and hats and... ok ill stop now.
Kagome Lovers Cool: maybe they will maybe they wont... though i think its pretty obvious which of those are true but still.
okie dokie artichokie! on with the story.
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That night, Ayame couldn't sleep. It was well after 2 a.m. and still sleep had not come. She let out a deep sigh as she stared up at the plain white ceiling of her purple room. Why did these things always happen to her? Ever since she was little, bad things just seemed to be attracted to her, like she was some sort of bad luck magnet. A sudden wave of drowsiness swept over her and in an instant she was asleep.
(Dream Sequence)
There was a knock on the door, but the 7-year-old Ayame didn't pay any attention to it. She knew it wasn't for her. It was probably one of her grandfathers guests. She continued to colour in a picture as Mr. Rogers played on the television. Somehow, though she managed to pick up on the conversation. "Good afternoon Mr. Ookami," A voice she recognised as her grandfathers, came from behind her.
"Mr. Porter." An unfamiliar, gravely voice came. She guessed this was 'Mr. Ookami'. "I hope you don't mind, but I brought my son, Kouga with me."
"Oh not at all," Her grandfather said cheerily. "He can play with my granddaughter if he likes, while we talk. She's in the other room."
"That would be great," The other man said. "Go on Kouga..." She heard a small grown from what sounded to be a little boy. She wasn't pleased. She hated having to entertain other kids. Instead of getting up to properly great her newest 'chore' she decided to ignore him and maybe he would leave her be. "Lets talk business..." Was the last thing she heard her grandfather say.
Slowly a shadow appeared over Ayame, blocking her light. Ayame's jade eyes flashed with annoyance. Her head shot up and glared at the figure above her, her braided pigtails whipping against her shoulders. It was a boy, he looked a year or two older than herself, with big blue eyes and jet-black hair that was long and pulled up in a small ponytail. Ayame cocked an eyebrow. "Can I help you?" She asked rather rudely.
"No, my dad just told me to come in here and 'play' with you." The boy said unhappily. The boy sat down in an armchair next to Ayame. "So, who are you?"
Ayame gave him an incredulous stare. "Who am I? I should be asking who you are!" She said grouchily. "I'm Kouga Ookami, heir to the multi-billion dollar company." The boy said smugly, trying to look impressive. "And you are?"
Ayame snorted. "Ayame Porter. Is that whole multi-billionaire thing supposed to impress me or something?"
Kouga just looked at the redheaded girl sitting on the floor in front of him. She had on baggy overalls and a striped pink shirt. "What part don't you get? I'm loaded, you know, rich!" He said.
"So?"
"So! So!" Kouga stared at her wide-eyed. "Do you not know what that means or something?"
"I'm not stupid!" She yelled. "I just don't care about you or your money."
Kouga jumped up off the chair and Ayame stood up. She was at least a head shorter than him. After a minute of glaring at one another, Kouga smirked.
"What are you smilin' about?" Ayame asked, taken aback by his actions.
"Ayame Porter," he said confidently placing his hands on her shoulders, causing her eyes to go the size of saucepans. "I'm going to marry you when I grow up!"
Ayame nearly fainted from this bold declaration. Her left eye suddenly developed a twitch. She curled her hand into a tight fist, pulled it back and swiftly brought it to Kouga's gut. "I would never marry a jerk like you!" She screeched.
Kouga smiled through the pain in his stomach from her well-placed punch. "We'll see about that..."
With that Ayame jump on the boy and began pounding him relentlessly.
"AYAME!"
(End Dream Sequence)
"Ayame!" Her Grandfather yelled, rousing her from her dream.
Ayame shot up and looked at her grandfather who handed her a portable phone. She took it and put it to her ear. "Hello?" She said into it.
"Hello, is this Ayame Porter?" A mans voice came from the other end.
"Yes it is."
"Hello miss Porter, I'm Mr. Walkins, I believe you've met my brother..."
"Yes I have."
"He's told me about your cooking. Said it was the best he'd had in a long time. I was wondering miss Porter, have you ever considered a job as a chef."
Ayame giggled. "Ever since I was a little girl."
"Great. How would you like to come to New Orleans for a month to work in my restaurant? I'm opening one in New York in one months time, but I think it would be good to see how you'd fair in this one..."
Ayame sat there, her mouth agape. "Are you serious?"
"Dead serious."
"I-I... I'd love to!"
"Great! I'll order your tickets. You'll be leaving this Saturday, the tickets will be waiting for you at the Kennedy Air Port."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Walkins!" "No problem, we'll see you on Saturday." "Yes, see you then."
"Bye"
"Bye" Ayame hung up the phone. Her heart was going 100 miles per minute. Now all she had to do was inform her family and friends of her good news.
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A/N: Ok so this on was like uber short but the next one will be a fair bit longer than this.
wasn't that dream just too cute! and just so you know, it actually did happen, she just cant remember it... until now that is.
ok so im gonna go cuz i gotta do my fashion project that technically was due today but i couldn't finish cuz i forgot a tome of things. to toodles!
as most of you may know by now, im no longer working on School Days period. i just cant... but have no fear! Tai-Chee is rewriting/continuing it! She already has the first three chapters up. It's much better than my version, if i do say so myself. I think you'd all really enjoy this new and improved version. so read it. its not identical to mine. but yeah read it and review.
I have also started a bwand new story called 'Starting Over'. I and swear on both my grandfathers gaves that i will not give up on this one. and this is a promise i do intend to keep. im going to this whole alternating updating system where I update this one then Starting Over then this one again and so on and so forth. so um.... yeah, check it out. it only has one chapter up so far. (puppy dog eyes) please?
Shoutouts!!
sakura1221: (looks around nervously) eheh... this is the second last bad chapter I swear! until later...
jade eyed neko: him... you may shoot Riku. he has nothing to do with this story anymore (which should make most of you very happy to hear)
Spirit Demon: i wuv ya to! (as a friend of course!)
phantomoftheflame: losoric.... nice... and unstupider is pretty good too. but currently im in love the word doubleplusungood. if anyones read the book 1984 you may get that. it means really REALLY bad. for instance if i were talking about what Kouga did, i would say 'that was so doubleplusungood!'. And i have to potential to be an A student, but obviously i dont live up to my full potential. Im a B student really. and Math, poo on math, i spent two weeks of my summer in summer school doing math. its so doubleplusungood! hehe!
Elf of the Forest: its about to get a whole lot more interesting and its not what Kouga does...
Kate-Kotobuki: yes, it will get better... eventually. but it WILL GET WORSE BEFORE IT GETS BETTER. so be forewarned.
KagomeHigurashi66: And the Riku bashing continues... i think i should make a Riku Haters club. we can have buttons and hats and... ok ill stop now.
Kagome Lovers Cool: maybe they will maybe they wont... though i think its pretty obvious which of those are true but still.
okie dokie artichokie! on with the story.
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That night, Ayame couldn't sleep. It was well after 2 a.m. and still sleep had not come. She let out a deep sigh as she stared up at the plain white ceiling of her purple room. Why did these things always happen to her? Ever since she was little, bad things just seemed to be attracted to her, like she was some sort of bad luck magnet. A sudden wave of drowsiness swept over her and in an instant she was asleep.
(Dream Sequence)
There was a knock on the door, but the 7-year-old Ayame didn't pay any attention to it. She knew it wasn't for her. It was probably one of her grandfathers guests. She continued to colour in a picture as Mr. Rogers played on the television. Somehow, though she managed to pick up on the conversation. "Good afternoon Mr. Ookami," A voice she recognised as her grandfathers, came from behind her.
"Mr. Porter." An unfamiliar, gravely voice came. She guessed this was 'Mr. Ookami'. "I hope you don't mind, but I brought my son, Kouga with me."
"Oh not at all," Her grandfather said cheerily. "He can play with my granddaughter if he likes, while we talk. She's in the other room."
"That would be great," The other man said. "Go on Kouga..." She heard a small grown from what sounded to be a little boy. She wasn't pleased. She hated having to entertain other kids. Instead of getting up to properly great her newest 'chore' she decided to ignore him and maybe he would leave her be. "Lets talk business..." Was the last thing she heard her grandfather say.
Slowly a shadow appeared over Ayame, blocking her light. Ayame's jade eyes flashed with annoyance. Her head shot up and glared at the figure above her, her braided pigtails whipping against her shoulders. It was a boy, he looked a year or two older than herself, with big blue eyes and jet-black hair that was long and pulled up in a small ponytail. Ayame cocked an eyebrow. "Can I help you?" She asked rather rudely.
"No, my dad just told me to come in here and 'play' with you." The boy said unhappily. The boy sat down in an armchair next to Ayame. "So, who are you?"
Ayame gave him an incredulous stare. "Who am I? I should be asking who you are!" She said grouchily. "I'm Kouga Ookami, heir to the multi-billion dollar company." The boy said smugly, trying to look impressive. "And you are?"
Ayame snorted. "Ayame Porter. Is that whole multi-billionaire thing supposed to impress me or something?"
Kouga just looked at the redheaded girl sitting on the floor in front of him. She had on baggy overalls and a striped pink shirt. "What part don't you get? I'm loaded, you know, rich!" He said.
"So?"
"So! So!" Kouga stared at her wide-eyed. "Do you not know what that means or something?"
"I'm not stupid!" She yelled. "I just don't care about you or your money."
Kouga jumped up off the chair and Ayame stood up. She was at least a head shorter than him. After a minute of glaring at one another, Kouga smirked.
"What are you smilin' about?" Ayame asked, taken aback by his actions.
"Ayame Porter," he said confidently placing his hands on her shoulders, causing her eyes to go the size of saucepans. "I'm going to marry you when I grow up!"
Ayame nearly fainted from this bold declaration. Her left eye suddenly developed a twitch. She curled her hand into a tight fist, pulled it back and swiftly brought it to Kouga's gut. "I would never marry a jerk like you!" She screeched.
Kouga smiled through the pain in his stomach from her well-placed punch. "We'll see about that..."
With that Ayame jump on the boy and began pounding him relentlessly.
"AYAME!"
(End Dream Sequence)
"Ayame!" Her Grandfather yelled, rousing her from her dream.
Ayame shot up and looked at her grandfather who handed her a portable phone. She took it and put it to her ear. "Hello?" She said into it.
"Hello, is this Ayame Porter?" A mans voice came from the other end.
"Yes it is."
"Hello miss Porter, I'm Mr. Walkins, I believe you've met my brother..."
"Yes I have."
"He's told me about your cooking. Said it was the best he'd had in a long time. I was wondering miss Porter, have you ever considered a job as a chef."
Ayame giggled. "Ever since I was a little girl."
"Great. How would you like to come to New Orleans for a month to work in my restaurant? I'm opening one in New York in one months time, but I think it would be good to see how you'd fair in this one..."
Ayame sat there, her mouth agape. "Are you serious?"
"Dead serious."
"I-I... I'd love to!"
"Great! I'll order your tickets. You'll be leaving this Saturday, the tickets will be waiting for you at the Kennedy Air Port."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Walkins!" "No problem, we'll see you on Saturday." "Yes, see you then."
"Bye"
"Bye" Ayame hung up the phone. Her heart was going 100 miles per minute. Now all she had to do was inform her family and friends of her good news.
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A/N: Ok so this on was like uber short but the next one will be a fair bit longer than this.
wasn't that dream just too cute! and just so you know, it actually did happen, she just cant remember it... until now that is.
ok so im gonna go cuz i gotta do my fashion project that technically was due today but i couldn't finish cuz i forgot a tome of things. to toodles!