Forever Young
KougasLover121212
Chapter 3:Friends
Important
announcement:
This is a rewrite, and I promise that this time
it'll be much better. Some stuff in the story itself will change,
and there will be more detail, more life, and its going to be better
in all. I want to thank all the people who reviewed, even though they
knew it was bad. Thank you so much. This will be better.
The person who edits my story is Kage Neko, and she also has a story of her own. I would like you guys to read it too. Please send her some Thank You's because without her my story would really be nothing but one mistake after another…well thank you!
Ayame
was sitting in the back of the Toyota that her parents had. Her back
was against one of the windows with her legs folded up on the seat,
in laying position. She looked into the window in front of her
wondering what it would be like…In Tokyo. Leaving her small, sweet
town was sad, but she always wanted to go to the big city, ...her
wish was coming true.
Her eyes were slowly closing as if the trees along the path where hypnotizing her. She felt her head move down to her shoulder as her long bangs draped across her eyes. All she could hear is the sound of the car moving swiftly across the rock road. She was now in a deep sleep.
She woke to the sound of a women's voice. Her eyes slowly opened as she could see the blurry image of two brown eyes, and red short hair. It was her mother looking closely at her. She could tell it was day time because of the blinding light that her mom was no longer blocking.
"Hi, mom." Ayame said pushing herself off from the seat with her elbows.
"We're here Ayame; this is where you're going to be visiting us on your vacations." Ayame's mom said smiling.
Ayame sat up and threw her CD player, hairbrush, and some magazines into a red backpack. She leaned down and got out of the mini van. Her stomach had started to hurt because she hadn't eaten anything for hours, and she was starving.
She looked around to see a small shrine surrounded by many trees and in front of it stood a small gate. The shrine itself was fairly big and was made of wood, it had one big window at the bottom and two small ones on the top right. There where two other windows on the other side.
"Come on Ayame, come in here." Her mother called out to her.
Ayame slid the door open and locked it right away. She took off her shoes on the stone floor of the entrance and began to walk into the house. She was stunned by the beauty and the size of the house from the inside.
She walked into a huge living room that had a carpet with a beautiful design of flowers on it, sitting a couple feet from the TV was a big sofa, some paintings where hung in the walls that had all types of flowers and Japanese designs on them. There where two smaller sofas on each side of the big one, and the room was bright thanks to the huge open door.
That door was leading to the balcony that came out into a beautiful, but deep forest.
'I love this house, but unfortunately I'm going to be leaving to Tokyo tomorrow and I wont be back here till Christmas' Ayame thought in disappointment.
She walked up the stairs to find a guest room, it wasn't much, just a plain empty room, but it was about as big as a living room. She looked in every room, some smaller then others until she found the perfect one.
A room with a big window looking out into the forest, the sun was shining right through the closed shades. It was a medium sized room with big lamp on the ceiling in the middle of it. A closet was at the left end of the room, Ayame walked to it and found it being the biggest closet she had ever seen 'No wonder.' She thought.
"Ayame, where are you sweetie?" She heard her mother call out.
Ayame stepped out of the room and saw her mom. "Mom, can I have this room?" Ayame asked pointing inside the room.
"Well don't you want a bigger one?" her mother questioned, coming into the room looking around the room.
"I don't like big rooms." Ayame said.
"Well, then of course you can have that one." Ayame's mom said smiling.
"All of our stuff is already here, you will have your bed in here in a moment and then we will go to dinner. You won't be unpacking your stuff today, your father will do it after you leave alright?" Ayame's mom asked.
"But, what if I don't want my room the way that father does?" Ayame exclaimed
"Just tell me tonight where you want everything to go and I'll tell your father to put it the way you want, I would have let you do it yourself but you're leaving tomorrow." Ayame's mom pointed out.
While a bunch of men where walking in and out of the house carrying tons of boxes, chairs, and tables; My mother and I were sitting outside on the porch admiring the beauty and my father was getting ready to pay the movers.. Ayame was almost collapsing from the hunger.
The men finally finished and they went to dinner, Ayame was filling up on everything the restaurant had to offer and finally was feeling better.
They drove back home talking about being responsible in college and not going out to party every weekend, Ayame nodded and said ok every time.
"We're serious, Ayame, if you want to have a good education, a good life then you need to make something of yourself, and that time is now."
Her mothers tone was very serious Ayame could feel goose bumps running up her back for a moment.
"I understand mother." Ayame said trying to sound just as serious, it didn't work well. The rest of the drive was silent. It was slowly getting dark and the orange sun was slowly starting to hide behind the purple clouds that surrounded it.
When they got to their new home, they walked into the house and turned on the cold air, there were still a couple more months of really hot weather.
Ayame walked into her room to see that her bed was standing against the left wall and a suitcase with all her clothes in it. She took the suitcase and put it on the bed, starting to take out some clothes, she hung her shirts on some of the hangers she found in the closet and she put all her jeans and skirts on the shelf in the closet. Her bras, thongs, panties, and socks would all have to be placed in different bags until her mom bought her some drawers to put them in.
Ayame found her PJs and decided that she was too tired to unpack anything else. She slipped out of the dirty jeans and the old navy camie that she was wearing all day, and put on her long PJ pants that had "Innocent girls get the bad boys" all over it and a small white tee shirt that came right on top of her belly button.
She walked out of room walking to her parents room that was right across from hers. "Mom, where is my toothbrush?" Ayame asked looking around, seeing nothing but a bed too.
"I have it in that red bag right there." Ayame's mom pointed to the far end of the room.
Ayame walked over to the bag and opened it up to find, boxes of facial cream, new toothpaste, and 3 toothbrushes each in an individual bag.
"Thanks mom, and good night." Ayame said coming to her mother and kissing her gently on the cheek, the same to her father.
"Good night, sweetie." Ayame's mom said with a pleasant smile.
Ayame walked to the bathroom and on the way there she grabbed her hair brush out of her red backpack and the toothpaste that she took with her on the long trip.
She came to the bathroom to brush her teeth, after she did that, she let down the two long, and red shining pig tails she had on each side of her head that were beginning to annoy her. As she lets her hair down she could feel her head get more relaxed, she began to brush each section of her hair, first the sides then in the back slowly looking in the mirror. She put the brush down and turned off the light in the bathroom, walking out.
She was now, back in her small room and as she came in she turned in the light still nothing but a bed, she took the suitcase off the bed and put it in the closet. She came to her window and closed the shades and walking back to the light to turn it off.
She laid in bed, thinking about what's going to happen tomorrow, and everything that happened so far.
All she could hear was the sound of crickets under her window, and the cars that were driving by from time to time. Her eye lids where getting heavier as she lay there, she couldn't find anything else to think about…her thoughts where empty except for a pair of light blue eyes.
She woke up to the sound of an alarm clock, her hand came up to push the off button but the alarm clock was no where to be found 'Is this a dream?' Ayame thought, she opened her eyes and looked to see where the sound was coming from, she slowly looked down and saw it on the floor.
"Oh great, I don't have a table so they put it on the floor." Ayame said sarcastically.
She stood up from the bed, walked to the bathroom, turned on the light and grabbed a hair band. She wrapped the red band around her long hair. She brushed her teeth and stared at her reflection in the mirror . She shook her head and took the band from her hair. She would let her hair stay down for the first day of her college year.
She walked back to her room already thinking about what to wear. She walked to the closet and stood in front of it.
She grabbed a tight green shirt that had the words "attitude" on it, and threw it on the bed. Then she picked out a pair of tight jeans that followed her every curve. She took out a pair of red panties and a black bra.
After she was dressed she grabbed all the clothes out of the closet thinking 'Why did I get them out in the first place?' she sighed…'I'm an idiot.'
She threw the clothes into the suitcase followed by her toothbrush, hair brush, shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, and a brand new bottle of toothpaste.
She came to the kitchen with the suitcase and looked at her parents who where standing there talking to each other.
"Good morning honey." Ayame's mom greeted her with a kiss.
"Would you like some breakfast?" her mom asked.
"Yeah. Thanks mom." Ayame said smiling at her mother.
"After you eat breakfast we will need to get going…you have a big day ahead of you." Her father said smiling.
"-We, cant -I- just take the car myself?" Ayame pleaded.
Her parents looked at each other "Are you sure you don't want us to drive you over there?" Her mom asked.
"Seriously, for my first college year, only middle school parents do that…" Ayame said looking at her mother with an annoyed smile.
"Alright, I guess you can." Ayame's mom sighed but kept on a cheery facade.
After Ayame had her breakfast she said her good-byes to her parents with a lot of kissing and hugging and crying.
She took the keys and got in to the car, she waved to her parents as she drove away to Tokyo, which was about an hour and a half away.
After a long drive to Tokyo she finally got there. Crowded streets, full restaurants, groups of teens on the streets, posters and large buildings everywhere.
Ayame drove her way to the college that seemed to be over flowing with people. She had to sit in the car for about 15 minutes before the long line into the schools parking started moving.
She found a spot remembering her number on the parking space and walking put with her suitcase. She looked around at the millions of other students, some in groups ,some walking to the building.
She looked up at the huge building and said to herself "Yep, my first college year." She smiled at herself thinking no more grades to bring home to sign and no more worry about studying. This year was hers.
She walked into the building and after another annoying line of chatting people she got her room key, she looked at it and on the key in small print it said "654." Her room number.
She looked around at the doors closest to the entrance and said to herself "100s…great I will have to take the elevator." She said looking at the probably 50 people at the 5 elevator doors.
She ran into the quickest one and saw the person press 5 just the floor she needed. She smiled and looked around at all the students, some where not even from Tokyo. One boy looked small and skinny with huge glasses on and pants pulled up to high, shirt tucked in. One girl was putting on to much makeup as she looked into her little mirror flipping her hair. 'God…… I hate those types, they put on to much pink shit on their eyes and have no idea how ugly they look.' Ayame thought to herself looking away.
Finally the elevator came to a stop and everyone walked out, Ayame slowly made her way close to one of the doors and looked at the number… 526, she looked down the row 528…530…532. She looked to the opposite side of the hallway, 580. She walked to the elevator again and before any one else can she pushed the 6 button.
She came out and looked at the numbers "582." She looked at the other side of the elevator and walked over there. "570…568…566…564…found it" she said smiling at the door.
She knocked on it and heard a female voice say "I'll get it" Ayame held on to her jacket and suitcase making sure she didn't forget anything any where.
She heard the door knob turn and the door swung open. As the door opened she saw a girl with raven hair and sapphire blue eyes. She had a tight blue tank top with a pair of black short shorts, and blue eyeshadow.
She smiled sweetly and said "Hello, come in."
Ayame smiled and came into the dorm taking all the stuff with her. "Hi." She said.
There was another girl on the bed reading a magazine and she was now looking down from it. She had her hair up in a high pony tail. She was wearing a black T-shirt with red flowers on it and jeans. Her eyes had red eyeshadow.
"Hey, I'm Sango and that's Kagome." The girl said jumping off the upper bunk of the bed.
"Hi, I'm Ayame nice to meet you." Ayame said smiling at both the girls.
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That was it…I hope you guys liked it. I hope you thought it was better then the other one. More detailed. Please review, thank you so much. All the other chapters are also gonna be more detailed. Unless you don't like this one.
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Also a message from Kage Neko:
Hey, I hope you like this story cause I had a whole bunch of crap to correct. Lol. Well anyway, if any of you have stories that need an editor, I'm up for it. I have a story of my own, but I have major writers block, and I need encouragement! lol, I hope you'll review this story, both KougasLover121212 and me work hard to make it as good as it can be for the readers.
Thank you-
