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When I allowed my limbs to finally stop resisting that's when it happened. I don't even know what it is specifically. Whatever it is I think it is saving me, it's cold wherever I am. I mean a lot colder than when I was in the water itself.

Though oddly enough there's a burning sensation spreading from the center of my stomach throughout my limbs. I can't even begin to explain what this really does feel like. It's not like anything else I have ever felt before in my life. This, whatever it is, is somehow preventing me from freezing to death. Which I am grateful for it keeping me alive. However, I would very much be more grateful if it somehow could place me into my bed back at home.

Instead of doing that, this thing, must have misinterpreted what I meant because now all my surroundings are no longer liquid but solid. I can not move any of my digits, toes, basically my limb. I can not move any part of my body. My eyelids won't open for anything. No matter how much I try I'm stuck like this and it's irking me.

Am I sleeping or dead? I feel cold but I can still feel my heart beating. I can not opening my eyeli ds, but I could move my eyes behind my eyelids. Does this mean I'm actually still alive?

Shouldn't I be at the bottom of the ocean full of water and dead by now because of my own stupidity and a bitch of a sister that pushed me into a ocean?

No, I realized that I should be in bed around this time eating junk foods and ruining my teeth further. I shouldn't be stuck somewhere probably at the bottom of the ocean drowning or close to death. I may probably just be sleeping right now? Maybe I took in too much water when Advika pushed me into the ocean. Maybe I'm just in some kind of realist coma that allows my mind to believe these things are indeed actually happening to me when they really aren't.

I'm really hoping for this to all just be because I am in a coma and not at the bottom of an actual raging ocean half dead. Everything seems so calm here, well wherever here is.

I disliked that I couldn't even see my surroundings anymore. To be honest, it's quite scary knowing that you can not move any part of your body. Knowing that you can't see if there is any danger coming at you is also frightening.

Agh, I really do hope I'm not stuck at the pit of some sea creatures belly being digested.

Three years earlier

Today, I wouldn't be bothered. No, today is the day I let the gentle breeze coming from the window beside me take me away peacefully.

I sat with my eyes close at my desk, thinking of nothing in particular that held any importance. Just some homework I haven't done. I vaguely remember the boring lecture sensei had tried to drive into the heads of all us students. I may have paid some attention to it but maybe I could take that part to heart?

I snorted at that thought. Oh, I crack myself up sometimes.

I opened my eyes staring at the cherry trees outside the window in full bloom. Oddly enough it makes me think about the trash I forgot, refused, to take out before I headed out for school today. I wonder if Mom just decided to take it out herself. She could just be waiting for me to get back then make me do it.

I shudder when the sudden thought of Mom waiting behind the door with a belt ready to tear me a new one crossed my mind.

I really don't want to throw out the trash though. I mean I seriously just don't want to come anywhere near that trash. It angers me for some reason.

I forgot I was on my period. I groaned, closing my eyes, leaning back in my chair. Damn, you cramps and bleeding. I unconsciously closed my legs tighter afraid of anybody seeing...something.

"Yo, Advik! You gonna play soccer with us today?" I turned my head to face Taylor.

Ah, yes the giant soccer player I've been friends with since childhood.

Me, being a transfer student from America, my mother is American/Spanish?- and Dad's japanese. I don't even want to try and comprehend how they even got together.

With Terry also being a transfer student from America, we got along pretty well. We were both very much new to the Japanese style for doing things. We met Isobe on our second year of middle school, the poor kid was picked on like there was no tomorrow. That was okay, me and Taylor were the same way.

Taylor stood a desk away from me. His shoulder length red hair pulled back into a low ponytail, and he left one strand hanging out in front of his face. He wore the typical high second boy's year school uniform, though he towered over my short five foot five self. Stupid jerk just had to be six foot one instead of being shorter than me.

I looked and saw Isobe standing just a foot away from him walking over to us waving and smiling. His chin length blue hair swung softly while he walked. His pink eyes were wide with excitement. Unfortunately, he too towered over me at five foot eight.

"Damn my stinky genetics for making me short." I grumbled. A involuntary yawn escaped my mouth. I yawn into my hand and dropped my head onto my desk, closing my eyes, I shook my head.

"Nope."

"Why not?" Taylor asked raising an eyebrow.

"I don't want to get up from this one position. Why? Because it's hella comfortable. Why? Because…..I don't know," I said, voice muffled by the desk.

Isobe scoffed. "You're way to lazy for your age." He said and moved to sit down but I kicked the seat off of under him at the last second. "The hell! Why did you do that?!" He exclaimed rubbing his butt.

I smirked in satisfaction, knowing that I'm the reason for his pain. Though it is hid because of the desk, besides only a habit to pick on Isobe. "You dare insult just how lazy I can really be." I raised my hand weakly into the air but it fell back down when my shoulder popped. I groaned. "See, movements are dangerous." I said.

He shot me a dirty look before sitting down, this time making sure I didn't kick his of of under him. I resisted the urge to do it again just for the heck of seeing his reaction.

"No, reckless and dumb movements are dangerous. Oh, wait! That describes you just perfectly." Isobe said pointing his finger at me.

"I am honored you think so highly of me." I said dryly.

"You two never change." Taylor said, exasperated in a fond way. He sat down in his own desk after pushing it against mine. Isobe pushed his right in front of mine. Isobe did so after he made sure I wouldn't try to kick it off of under him again.

"We're in high school now so.." I turned my head to stare at Taylor and saw him pull out that stupid tiny tablet, looking thingy. "According to my research...we'll be popular in high school." Taylor concluded nodding confidently at Isobe and myself.

Isobe and I shared a look before he burst out laughing and I just crackled. "Oh, boy you gotta be kidding us right?" Isobe asked placing his hand over his mouth to prevent his laughter from coming out. The other students in the classroom had stopped what they were doing and had looked at our table.

I nodded in agreement. I lifted my head up. "Yeah, you're research doesn't count." I dropped my head back onto my desk and groaned when my forehead hit too hard.

"You two just don't know the meaning of true science." Taylor said turning his nose up into the air.

"Are maybe you just don't know how to use technology." Isobe said sarcastically, he put his elbow onto the desk and leaned his head onto his open palm.

"Yeah, if you're using technology for school reasons, you're obviously using it wrong." I said and Isobe nodded sagely.

Taylor bristled beside me. He took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose annoyed. "Idiots, I'm surrounded by idiots." he mumbled putting his tablet thingy back up.

"Maybe we're just so smart that what we say sounds dumb to you." I said half asleep.

"I think the world just got dumber when you spoke." Taylor snorted out. He leaned back in his chair folding his arms behind his head.

"By the way, how come we're not hanging out with your sister at the cool table?" Isobe asked confused jabbing his thumb in my sister's direction. I looked over his shoulder and saw my sister sitting around some of the second year students in my class, laughing and talking with them.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know," I said leaning back in my chair sitting like Taylor.

"Well it bothers me!" Isobe whispered sounding annoyed.

"Really?" I asked raising my eyebrow. He is seriously bothered by Advika just sitting with somebody else. It's not like she has to sit over here with us, it's a choice not a requirement. I'm not going to voice that. I really don't want to argue with Isobe about that. That would require energy, energy I don't want to waste on just getting my sister to sit at our table.

"Yes," he nodded his head seriously and Taylor snorted, amused.

"That traitorous bitch," I gasped, faking to sound offended just for him. Placing my hand over my heart dramatically. "Oh, how the great have fallen!"

Taylor snorted at me this time and stopped leaning back in his chair. "It sounds like you're the bitch here, instead of Advika." he opened his eyes and I saw amusement.

I clicked my tongue in a thoughtful way. "Well...I never did deny it." I said slowly.

Honestly, I really did not mean to hurt the guy. He had just come at me from behind too quickly. He should have made his presence known better.

If only he would have just speed out my name and have me time to turn around before he actually slammed his hand down onto my shoulder.

Long story short I was startle and flip him a little too hard. He was knocked unconscious and he's blocking my walkway.

"Yo, wake up and move out of my walkway." I demanded tapping him with my foot annoyed.

I was about to step over him but stopped. I blushed in embarrassment when I thought about the possibility that he wakes up and sees up my skirt.

"Yup, total bitch." Isobe said poking the poor guy with a stick on his head.

I huffed. "Not my fault, he should never sneak up on me." I said stepping over the boy that had tapped me on the shoulder just seconds ago. If Isobe is poking the guy and he still hasn't over then he must be out cold.

He is now laid out on the school hallway floor unconscious and drooling. I crinkled my nose in disgust. What is that crept thinking about? "He should be lucky I don't step on him for falling asleep in my way on the floor."

Isobe caught up to me and stared at me with wide eyes. "You knocked him out!" he exclaimed making wild gestures with his hands.

I shrugged one shoulder. "He didn't have the will of fire, besides all I did was flip him. Such weak men these days I tell ya'."

Taylor stared at me incredulously. "This isn't Naruto! Nobody has the 'will of fire'!"

"Ye who have little faith." I quoted staring ahead of myself.

Isobe and Taylor both hit me over the head in unison. It's okay though, I kneed them both in the balls.

Present Time

Am I awoke now? How long have I just been here now? Did I really fall unconscious just than?

Agh, too many questions with no answers. I tried to move my hand to rub my head but found out that, yes, I am still stuck in whatever this place here is. It's still cold, there's a warm feeling at the center of my stomach. I can feel it now. After I have calmed down of course, the feeling... it is spreading to my other body parts. I can feel it just barely keeping me warm enough so my body doesn't just get hypothermia and die before somebody comes and saves me.

Great, just freaking fantastic.

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