"ANDY! There you are! We were starting to worry about you!" a pretty red head female wolf youkai said, her green eyes scanning the wolf hanyo that just entered the apartment. A male wolf demon, with long black hair tied back into a ponytail, took the giant box that the woman was struggling with.
"Hi Ayame! I made it, after this jerk kind of made me trip and fall over." Andy said with a smile.
"Alright! Somebody finally decided to get off the reservation…" the male youkai said, pulling Andy in for a hug.
"Aw. Koga… I never knew you were so sedimental…" Andy teased.
"Shut up…" Koga said.
"So… did you remember your passport?" Ayame asked.
Andy gave her a look.
"That depends. Which one you're talking about?"
"But you only have one…" Koga said, getting confused over what the two were talking about.
"You know, your American passport… and of course, your Indian passport! How else were you able to get off the rez and into two different countries?"
'But she came from the United States…" Koga said.
"Damn right I did." Andy said. "That's as foreign as it gets. Don't you remember the time you stayed on the reservation?"
Koga thought for a moment.
"Hm. Send him on an exchange program and he won't remember a thing." Ayame said, triggering Koga's memory.
"Oh yeah…"
"God. My aunts are going to be disappointed that you lost your rez humor they worked so hard to put into you…" Andy said.
"In speaking of relatives, we got to get going. We're supposed to be meeting Ayame's parents for dinner tonight." Koga said, pulling his girlfriend by the arm.
"Are you sure you're going to be alright?" Ayame asked.
"I'll be fine. I'm just going to finish unpacking and then fall dead on my bed." Andy replied, opening a box.
"Alrighty then! Don't forget that Saturday, we're going to a small get together with my friend Kagome. That way you'll feel more at home here!" Ayame said.
"Can do!"
"Bye!"
As soon as the door closed, Andy pulled her speakers out of the box, connected her Ipod to it and turned up the volume.
High on the hills with the lonely goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-lay-he-hoo
Yodell back with the girl and goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-low
Wind it up
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low
(Yeah)
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much
Andy danced around to the music as she emptied the boxes; place everything where she wanted them to be, and while playing fung shue (Spelling?), with the furniture.
They like the we dance, they like the way we work
They like that way that L.A.M.B. is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape (She's crazy, right?)
They like the way we react everytime we dance
Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low
You've got to let the beat get under your skin
You've got to open up, and let it all in
But see, once it gets in, the poppin' begins
And then you find out, why all the boys stare
See, they're trying to bite our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it, so original
I guess that they are slow, so they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs, and cars that go
Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now
Uh, uh, uh, wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Ya'll ready)
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low
Uh huh, it's your moment
Uh huh, come on girl, you know you own it
Uh huh, you know your key is still tick-tockin'
Hell yeah, and you know they're watchin'
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
To the font, to the side,
To the back, but don't let him ride
Keep goin' girl, it's your night
Don't let him steal your light
I know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up?
(Come on)
"ACK!" Andy cried out as she tripped over the footstool and crashed onto the floor.
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low, hey!
"Ok! That hurts!" Andy said, rubbing the bruise she got earlier that day when she was picking up the last of her packages from the post office. The man didn't even apologize for knocking her over. But on the other hand… she didn't give him enough time to do so. That's what always drove her mother crazy.
She yawned.
"Let's see… one, two, three… so I did 9 out of 10 boxes today. I guess I used a bit of demonic speed. I didn't even finish a song yet…"
She moved towards the bedroom. When did she set everything up? She smirked. The master bedroom was just the way she liked it. Two fluffy pillows on both sides of the queen size bed, matching the dark watermelon pink down comforter, with a few extra blankets folded at the edge of the bed. The pillows were joined with stuffed animals given to her by family, friends, and the many cousins. Her side table had her CD collection, alarm clock, and a can full of many colored pencils. Her dresser and her desk were full of many photos of her friends and family back home on the Paiute Reservation in Nevada. Many pieces of paper were surrounding one big note book on the desk, which was the key thing to getting her a job.
"Should I sleep… or should I do some more work…?" Andy thought to herself. She took a seat and picked up a pen.
"Hm… This is pretty good work…" the big fish hanyo said, as he skimmed through the portfolio.
"Thank you." Andy replied.
"And you did the background information yourself?"
"Yes I did."
"Hm… I have to say, I like it! Originality, charm, wit, perfectly displayed sarcasm... I think we may have an opening for you here, Miss Williams."
"Really?"
"Yes ma'm. How many articles have you written up so far?"
"At least… 4…"
"We'll publish the best out of the four and in the mean time, you can do some research on the dating scene in the area."
"You mean, you're giving me the job?"
"After you sign this contract…" the fish hanyo said, handing toe contract to Andy.
"Thank you so much!" Andy said, as she signed at the appropriate places.
"Let's just see how popular Andy's how to column gets."
He got up and shook hands with Andy.
"Thanks again!"
Andy, when she was positive that no one was around, started to react the normal American way, jumping and screaming like mad.
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!! OH MY…" Grumble…
Andy stared down at her stomach. Next article after, how to find the perfect date… how to find the best lunch on an impulse.
Andy gripped the strap of her computer bag, straightened her blue button up shirt and black skirt, and went off to find a suitable eating place for lunch.
Hikaru- San: You now we know Who Andy is, an American wolf hanyo who immigrated to Japan. But what else is in store? Find out later, as soon as I finish the next chapter. Oh yeah! song is WIND IT UP, by Gwen Stefani! Please R&R!