..:GeTTing Rid of her UHLJJANG Side:..
Chapter One
Yahh….glad its enjoyable so far
Character Profiles:
SAKURA KINOMOTO: Rich snobbish 19 year old. Lived in Shanghai in a large mansion. She runs away to HongKong in order to avoid an arranged marriage between her and the son of the Cheung's.
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"NO WAY IN HELLLLLL!"
I pedaled faster.
Except I'm sort of having a hard time…
I glanced down.
Why are the handles so DIRTY!
Oh yea, it belonged to the beggar in my chase group.
I pedaled and I saw the announcer for the train that was about to leave call out for
last passengers.
YES! ONE IS HERE!
"KINOMOTO SAKURA IF YOU DARE TOUCH THAT TRAIN—"
You saying that makes me want to touch it even more to piss you off dear FATHER.
I jumped off the bike gracefully right in front of the train. I practically fell off My BUTTOCKS…..
What do you expect! I've only ridden a bike TWICE, since there was always a driver to take me anywhere I wanted.
"SAKURA AHHHHH !"
My mother should be sent to war to scream. She can kill every eardrum out there.
I threw my ticket at the ticket master and jumped onto the slowly leaving train as the door were about to close.
Jumping inside, I grabbed to the nearest standing pole.
I turned around to find the beggar kissing his dirty bike , my loving father throwing rocks at the train ( dear father, that will NOT stop it. Are you sure you had the highest education?), my mother screaming she would hit me to my death with kitchen utensils if I didn't get off the train that instant ( I don't think I can, your poor daughter will take care of killing herself if she tries jumping off), the dogs and cats yowling everywhere, my relatives praying to god, the doctors and nurses trying to throw my medication onto the train ( sorry chumps, I'm not going to get onto the top of the train for my medication. That would make you guys happy, and make my mother happy because I will most certainly DIE.), and my brother, yelling for me to get him sweet cakes and girls if I decided to come back.
….YOU POO OF A BROTHER! '
The train was taking me to HONG KONG. Where I would find my living there and survive
WHO is bringing you back GIRLS!
"….And who the hell are you?"
O.o
Heuk! Standing pole can talk!
I looked up….
And came face to face with……
"….Why are your lips prettier than mine?"
My question must have thrown him off guard.
What was that expression? I'm just wondering. --
"…Because they have been kissed by a princess"
…..what!
Jealousy is something that is innate in such a person as me. I have a right to be too.
"How….do you do that?"
"….do what?" the boy asked in an annoyed voice.
"….get kissed…by a princess…." I asked feeling myself get red to the face.
I'm not suppose to ask people questions! THey are suppose to ask me! ( who says . )
He looked at me and started laughing.
He ruffled my hair.
"AhhhhK! Don't touch my hair! You probably have germs!"
Looking at me curiously, he took his hand off.
YES. I am a very sanitary person.
"YOU…don't get kissed by a PRINCESS to have pretty lips…in your case, you must get kissed by a PRINCE." He said emphasizing some of the words.
"…And WHY….and you TALKING to me….like THIS." I said angrily.
He laughed again.
Da.mn you….I think you have prettier and whiter teeth than me too. --
"Because….you sound like those snobbish rich kids who do nothing but play and home and get every goddamn thing they want." He said.
….That pretty much just summed up my whole life.
"Are you saying I'm not educated! That I cant understand what you are saying!" I pronounced clearly.
HA HA HA! What are you going to say now ASS HOLE.
"…NO. I'm saying you probably have the HIGHEST education possible….but you are probably too STUCK UP to learn…..and that you blow away such a GREAT chance…"
….Sums up the rest of my life.
"YAHHH! Don't talk to me!" I yelled, sitting down on a chair and pretending to sleep.
"…Just because it's true…." I heard him laugh softly to himself.
I opened one eye to look at this straightforward stranger.
Messy dyed brown hair...clear eyes...high bridged nose...pouty lips...perfect complexion...
He suddenly looked my way and smiled...not a smile that looked at me with contempt that i had more than they did...not a look that said i had everything I had because of my parents...not that smile which jealously roared at my perfect beauty...but a true smile...something...NO ONE ever gave me...
And my heart skipped a beat...
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Yahh….what do you guys think?
Tired
Miss Kit