Howdy Ya'll! Ok, ok I thought I'd give you a little taste of what sound or talk like m'kay.
I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA …. Just the plot and all the oc's
Now for our new guest …. Kirara!
Me: Now tell us, what's it like to be with the others all the time?
Kira: Mew
Me: -.-'ok never mind maybe I shouldn't have invited a cat for an interview. Oh, well to the story …. Now we get some canon characters!!!
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"One-ninety-seven, one-ninety-eight, one-ninety-nine, two-hundred! Finally I'm finished!"
She dragged her arm across her brow wiping away the small beads of sweat. Picking up the soccerball, she walked into the house to find her mother cooking dinner.
Sabrina threw the ball into the utility/sports equipment room. Taking a seat at the table she watched her mother cook. "What ya fixin'?" Her accent had always been a little off since she was born and raised in Tennessee.
Her mother didn't look up and answered spaghetti. That was Sabrina's favorite foods. Ever since she was little it would always be 'Momma I want spetti!' Knowing it wouldn't be done for a while, she kicked her soccer ball up to her room, even though her mother would scold her for kicking in the house ... again.
Up in her room she dribbled the ball and bounced it from one knee to the other. Soccer another thing she loved. This was her calling.
After ten minuets of it she dropped on her bed finally able to rest.
The last two weeks had been like boot camp. From all day, advanced Japanese lessons to sports practices, to chores, to getting into fights with one of her brothers. Yeah she was glad to sit down. The bad thing was this was the last night she could have at home, for tomorrow her hind-end was being shipped of to Tokyo for a year or semester or something.
Her mind drifted into and analysis of the others girls. First was Krysta, she seemed so ... good, it was just creepy. The girl was just flat out happy at being sweet, considering her family.
Seriously a host family?
Sabrina knew there had to be more than just being a girl who was sent to live with a good friend of your mother's while your parents traveled the world on archeological digs. Plus, the only pictures of from being fifteen and up with only your host family and a few other non-blood relatives.
On the other hand, they were filthy rich and well maybe that influenced the way they lived and did things.
Sabrina grabbed a hand full of hair as a pain shot through her head. A blurred image went through her mind in one second and just left.
Now doubled over gasping for lost air Sabrina felt fine. The vision was blurry but she could make out a little bit of it. An angel, with like red maybe brown hair. She didn't understand what happened, but it wasn't the first time. She should know better than to concentrate on one certain thing at once, because that would always happen.
As if fate had hated her, her mother walked in to see her doubled over. Her mother rushed over to her placing a hand on her back. "Sabrina, Sabrina what's wrong?"
"Nothing Mom I feel fine, really. It was just another headache, just another … headache." She was shaking her head in confusion. These headaches, these visions they started to become more frequent.
She stared into her mother's eyes. They had changed from worried to thinking, very distant. Sabrina wished for anything to hear what her mother was thinking, but stopped worrying before another headache came.
"Mom, are you okay?"
She snapped back to reality and stared at Sabrina. "Yes dear. Now come on dinner's ready." Her mother walked out.
Sabrina collapsed backwards onto her bed and sighed. Unknown to her life just got a little more complicated.
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"Flight one-seventy two now boarding, I repeat flight one-seventy two is now boarding. Thank you." The airport intercom clicked off and I sat down on the seat. That was the sixth flight they called that wasn't ours.
"Oh are you really that eager to leave me?" My father just smiled his goofy smile. I loved him to death.
His name was Jeremy. "No Daddy, I'm eager to see a new place!" I threw my arms up and wiggled my fingers. Yes I was, proudly, over dramatic. Karli wasn't there because she needed to go see her mother, but she wished me the best of luck and gave me a stuffed rabbit.
"Allison, your mother would be so proud of you right now." He wrapped his left arm around my shoulders and squeezed.
I nodded my head and we looked around and watched everyone. The principal, Mr. Dawson was talking to all the parents. He had already talked to Sabrina's parents and us now he spoke to the Delarosa's.
Sabrina and her brother … um what was his name again? Oh, right, Ren. He was the oldest. They were actually very cute, but so much trouble. No wonder she likes to pull pranks at school.
I could never live with four brothers!
Next was Blair. She just stood there starring out the window. She was ok, I liked her, if she would open up and maybe at the very least crack a smirk, she would be an A class girl. Her clothes were nice and must have cost a little over average.
Dad poked my shoulder, shook his head toward her, and raised his eyebrows. I just remembered that she actually hasn't talked to anyone yet, so he never got to meet her like the others.
Since she was all the way across the room I told him, sure that she couldn't hear. "That's Blair Carter, a senior. She never talks, smiles, or laughs. She's an orphan, but is at least supervised by Mr. Dawson. I think they know each other from a long time ago, but I'm not sure. She can be … tolerable. I just don't know what to call her!"
My dad nodded and stood up. He was heart intent on meeting her. I hated when he did this, he always wanted to be friendly of course, but talking to everyone in the room was ridiculous!
We made our way over to her and I spoke up. "Blair?"
"She turned around and raised her eyebrow to me. She seemed so proper, as if brought up in the eighteen hundreds.
"Yeah well since I haven't had the chance to talk to you I wanted you to meet my dad, Jeremy." I smiled with bravado, hoping she wouldn't attack me.
She did something most people in America didn't do, she bowed, but only like three inches.
"I'm Blair Carter, I attend school with Allison." Ok that right there gained a sigh of relief.
My father being my father smiled and chatted happily with her as if she were a happy bright person.
Two hours later and a squabble with Sabrina and Krysta the airport intercom came on saying, "Flight six-ninety four is now boarding, I repeat flight six-ninety four is now boarding. Thank you."
I jumped up and screamed yes.
That little action had gained a look from the random airport people saying I was crazy, Blair actually winced but barely, Sabrina and Krysta just shared my joy with me.
Our families departed and we all got on for a very long flight.
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It was huge! I swear Paris Hilton has nothing on this place, but it still doesn't have anything on mine either. The wind started to whip our hair as a brilliant storm started to roll in. "Come ladies, please, before we get drenched would be nice."
Mr. Dawson cooed us into the large mansion. Trudging up the tall steps, I looked to the vast scenery from the top. A evenly smoothed black top circular drive around driveway, beautiful cherry blossom trees lining the main drag to the circular, then a huge fountain with yellow roses around it all the way. The steps connected to a large white stone porch with marble columns and beautiful French double doors with golden detail. Japan was completely beautiful.
I flipped my hair back over my shoulder and thought of the beauty. It was immaculate, but I had been born in the most angelic of places. I only wish I could return, so I will then I'll be with my family and everything will be right again! The reward is so sweet but the price is my burden. I can only be pure … I had disgraced my family and the greats.
Tears bit at my eyes as I felt a hand on my shoulder. Looking back there stood the most unexpected person … Blair. If looks could kill she would be deemed merciless, no doubt she already was though. I quickly dismissed that before it went too far. I had to remember my family.
"You spaced out, now come in its already raining." Letting her hand drop she walked back to the doors and waved me in post-haste. I blinked a bit and a waft of scent of rain-washed over my nose. A piece of lightning streak through the sky and I jogged into the beautiful mansion. Life had taken a twist into a mansion and into a mystical Asian land, where something awaited, I just knew it!
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