kon'nichiwa! well i'm finally goning to get a stroy posted on my independent account. later I'll import my stories from the renegades account! by the way i'm sssssssoooooooo bored and i'm doning this on a whim, so i'm hoping that it will turn out the way i plan it to. - - r&r no flames if you want me to be nice to you.
Disclaimer: do i look like masashi kishimoto? i didn't think so! but he still rox!
Chaper one: Gaara? no friggin way!
The park was beautiful. A storm was brewing in the west, dark clouds laced the light blue horizon. The wind began to pick up and in the distance thunder was rolling like a herd of horses. It all seemed sort of depressing in away but, Ashley couldn't help but find it beautiful. The rain always calmed her spirit. She needed to get away from the stress at school. The preps. Her so called teachers. And her fear of failing civics. Her parents and brother just topped it all off.
No one was in the park, except her. She was sitting on her favorite swing, drumming her feet to the thunder. Suddenly, a droplet splashed on her nose. She looked up at the blackened sky as more droplets fell. One by one at first then they began to pick up speed.
A burn began to rise in her stomach, a burn to jump up and dance her heart out. Yet, she was afraid that someone might be watching her. But the urge was overwhelming so she sprung up in a single bound and began to dance. Turn. Twist. Jump. She was dancing to the song of the rain. She didn't know the lyrics but the droplets began to sing to her. Swing. Sway. Jump. For weeks she was aching for at least one ounce of rain and now it was just her and her beloved rain. No one else. Or at least she thought so. As she just got in the swing of things, the feeling that she was being watched, washed over her. But always being paranoid she ignored it and continued her tango with the rain.
"what the hell...?"
Ashley spun around rather fast to find where the voice came from and fell. She fell right into a pool of mud. Slowly she lifted her head up from the puddle. Sitting on the ground, she found a dry part of her shirt and began to wipe the slug from her eyes. No one was there.
"Just great not only am I paranoid beyond reason, I'm covered in mud!" Being short tempered she began to scream at the sky. "what ever the hell else can go wrong, thorw it at me!" She was crying. The rain began to ease up, but to her it felt as though a gloomy cloud hung over her.
"you aren't paranoid but you sure are hilarious." the mysterious voice said again.
"oh yeah! well, you wouldn't be laughing if it was you!" she yelled, still sitting on the wet ground. "Gawd now i'm talking to the voices!" She covered her ears and curled in a ball on the wood chipped ground. 'wait, wood chips?' Ashley began thinking to herself, 'yeah they use wood chips on plagrounds for some retarded reason. If its all wood how can there be mud?' She raised up again and poked the puddle in front of her. 'yup its defintly mud'
"Hey" she began talking to the voices again, "where are you?"
"I have no f ing clue"
The voice was closer that time. She stood and wipped as much mud as she could from her shirt. Then she turned round to see a pair of big bright aquamarine eyes traced in black staring at her.
"Ga-Ga-a-aa..." Everything went black.
A/N Oh em gee! so what happens next? i don't really know either but i will defintly bring in a few more characters and my friends! so be prepared! muwahahahahahahhahahaha! oh and by the way if you have no clue who the mystery person is, get a life.