A/N: Ok. This is my new story. You should read it, if you haven't already. Please enjoy this!

My editor: Elusive Panther

Me: Elusive Panther also wrote in this chapter, to help me. I'll finish the next chapter fully. Just giving her credit.

Elusive Panther: Yeah, you better.

Me: When did you get here?! Stalker?!

Elusive Panther: ….I kinda edited it. I think I deserve some credit-

Me: No, not anymore! It's all mine!(Don't forget I came up with the story!)

Elusive Panther: *sits in emo corner*

Me: she'll be fine…..hopefully. On with the story!

Momiji

Chapter one:

"Sayuri! You will be late for school and track if you don't get yourself up!" I heard my mom shout from the other end of the house.

I grumbled under my breath rolling deeper under my warm covers. It was the last day of school, before summer break. I came home last night saying I'll be going to track everyday this summer to my mom, and guess what she does? Does she compliment me? Does she give me hope for my succession in track?! No, all she can do is freak out and say who'll tack care of our damn pet ferret now! I mean it's not like I'm going on some huge vacation to the other side of the content...

"Sayuri! I know you can hear me! Get your butt down here now!" Mom continued her roar. "Saru, come down." I heard my two-year old sister try to copy my mom.

I sighed. At least this isn't the same usual morning I mostly have. Let me tell you, it goes like this;

"BANG, BANG." on my door. My older brother Hotaru doesn't knock on my door but bangs. It so damn loud I wake up screaming at the top of my lungs finding myself in the air.

My muscles are always tense and ready to spring into the air in the mornings...well, any time at all. It really didn't help that I do hurdles in track, because it's making my bounces frightfully strong. So I end up bonking my face flat-out against my room ceiling.

I absolutely hate loud sounds.

A strong smell of bacon and eggs glided under my nose. At the smell of food, my stomach growled painfully. I sighed and slouched up out of my bed. I guess I have to go to school today, and find out about track. But still that same dreadful feeling that tells me that I have a big nasty, horrible, embarrassing day ahead of me.

Ten minutes later I found myself in the car waiting impatiently for my mom to come back from dropping off my little sister at daycare before I am late for school, again.

Oh well.

Just when I gave up hope my mom appeared and we drove on to my school.

I arrived just in time to hear the last bell ring before school starts. Slamming the door close to the car with my foot. Leaving a smear of black that had come off the sole of my shoe. My mom yelled something at me about kicking the door or something. I think it wasn't really important so, I bolted for front doors of my three story school.

It seemed like everything was getting cleaned today. Cleaners were laid out in the hallway, boxes filled with text books laid outside class room doors. I walked at a swift pace down a hallway taking a left, then a right, finding some elevators.

I ran inside one taking the elevator to the third floor, relived there where elevators in the school. When I reached the third floor, the elevator door opened slowly. Too slowly. I frowned. This did not look good! The doors stopped. They weren't even a foot apart. I grimaced. Do I always have bad luck?! To my own shit-less horror the doors slammed back together! Next thing I knew, I was in complete darkness. This is hell! I knew something bad would today! This sucks!

My name is, Sayuri Mistuki.

As you can tell from the state I am in right now, I run on bad luck.

The amount of luck I have isn't what I would say replete.

I originally have silver eyes, but they are sapphire colored because I chose to wear those contacts. I have one piercing on my left ear. I usually wear a black cross in the piercing. I have one piercing on my left eyebrow. My hair is naturally a frosty teal but I changed that too. I dyed my teal hair, black and bleached the ends. So the ends of my hair are gold.

Me and my family live in California near the coast.

My dream is to become the world's most famous hurdler.

Which... I know will never come true.

Just the thought of me telling my mom that is frightening enough. I seriously think she depends on me too much. Its like a merry go around.

I can't even talk to her normally.

Can't go up to that school and tell her this on the day that I'm leaving:

'Hey mom. I'm going to that athletic boarding school up in Canada, which I've always dreamed of going to. So yeah got to go there is a cab waiting for me outside. See you in a couple months. If I have enough money to get myself back here. See ya!'

*Yeah. No. Not happening. No way in high hell. Why? Because, first, I highly doubt that she would let her Gothic looking brat just walk out of the house, backpack in hand, and walk away.

Second, I bet that if I did just walk away, she would jump me and drag me back into the house, caveman style...That's scary.

I've seen it before, to Hotaru, and vowed to never do anything to piss mom off that much.

Never.

Especially anything involving bears, whipped cream, and the zoo.

It was Hotaru. I swear.

So, now, I'm officially late for school, stuck in an elevator, on the third floor, right next to my History class.

Then again, it's not like I really WANTED to go to Mr. Wilson's class.

He's a looker. Yes, no not the type that try's to hit on girls. Girls hit on him. Get my drift.

Yep.

If not, then, I'm not going to explain it. Too lazy.

I sat down on the floor, the tile being warmer than usual.

Wait.

What?

Warmer?

… Uh-oh...!

I quickly got up and rummaged through my backpack, hoping I hadn't miss placed it.

And guess what?

I did. Out of all days, I had to forget my best friend, Mr. Crowbar. He is very useful. In MANY different ways. And, if you thought something weird just now, then, you're a perv.

Seriously.

Why would I do those things anyways?

Jeez.

Anyways, plan B.

Wait.

I don't have a plan B.

Wait, yes I do.

If the floor was warmer than the air temperature, then, something was wrong.

Like, life threatening...

And, since I'm only in high school, I was obviously too young to die.

So, I rummaged through my backpack for my plan B.

My cell phone.

I felt the smooth rim, and pulled it out, and…it was dead. Oh there pops my luck.

Why me?

I didn't deserve this.

I didn't do anything wrong. I swear.

At least, not anything I remember. I was probably a killer in my past life, or, a puppy abuser. But, that was a past life, I'm sure of it.

I walked over to the doors again, and tried to pull them open… and they opened. Oh please crazy my life even more. Then I can throw a party.

I glared at the doors and walked out, dragging my bag behind me.

Creak.

I looked behind me,

and the elevator dropped.

Oh Holy sushi, I was going to die.

I put down my bag and walked over to the elevator shaft, bad idea.

I saw a dim glow at the end, and being the idoitic person I was, I stuck my head deeper into the shaft.

I jumped back as the elevator sprung back up at the speed of a gun, and the only thing a saw was the elevator, a monkey, and rocket strapped to the bottom.

Well,

that explained about nothing.

To Be Continued...

Sayuri: Am I going to die?

Me: *walks away, not wanting to answer*

Sayuri: Hey! Answer me?!

Jun: She doesn't answer because you're not worth it. You are nothing. Simply a background piece to a huge puzzle.

Sayuri: *getting depressed*

Me: Elusive Panther! Get out of the emo corner and get Jun back to her on story! Now! How the hell did Jun get here anyways?

Elusive Panther: Don't ask me.

Me: What's with the elevator floor getting warmer?

Elusive Panther: Some Jackass strapped a rocket to the bottom and it was about to lift off.

Sayuri: SO YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME?!

Elusive Panther: Yep.

Jun: Sucks for you.

Elusive Panther:Don't worry; I'll kill you soon, also.

Jun: WHAT?! You fuckin idiot! I'm the main character!

Me: Aren't we a big, happy, family *smiles sweetly*

Sayuri:You little squirrel! Get back here!

Jun: Run, run.

Elusive Panther: Help!

Me: Nah. So, whoever tells me which story Jun is from gets something, and a faster update! ...I think Elusive Panther will be killed soon. Jun…put the gun down…..

Please leave a Review! Thanks for reading! Although the story might not make sense right now.
*sigh* Sorry I'll make sure Elusive Panther doesn't put so much writing at the bottom next time..