Chapter 1:
Encounter of the Akatsuki Kind!
It was already past noon and I was just waking up. Getting up in the afternoon is the regular time I wake up, mornings just weren't my thing. I got up from my bed to take a shower and prepare for the day.
My name is Kameal, but go by Kami, I'm 18 years old and currently live alone in a huge Tuscan-style mansion, well except for my dog Pooches, a Boston Terrior. Not because anything bad happened to my parents, just that they are both busy with their careers, my mother Marsza,32, is an actress and is out on a different continent filming at the moment, and my father Ribeiro,35, is a movie director who, surprise-surprise, the director of the said movie.
They just left a few months ago, and asked if I wanted to join but I declined. Not because I didn't love my parents but because they were in Venezuela filming some action movie, and I was not a fan of the heat so I stayed here in the late September snuggle weather. Me and my parents have an awesome relationship, I could tell my mom pretty much anything and persuade anything out of my dad with a pouting and if needed little begging. They were great!
My parents started letting me stay home alone without a babysitter when I turned 18, because they believed a legal adult shouldn't need a babysitter when they were no longer a baby.
When I was finished in the shower I let my dark curly hair hang down, it went past my shoulders under my bust and if I straightened it, it would reach mid-back length. My large hazel eyes looked back at me from the mirror.
I changed into some black leggings and a long blue tunic that covered my butt, for the most part. My best asset was my ass since My boobs were so small. My ass is inherited from my mother, it was my favorite part of my body, aside from my eyes and skin. Yes my skin! It's an olive tone, the color that many women payed fake tans for or needed the sun to obtain. I had it because I was mixed, my mother is Egptian and my father is Brazilian.
When I finished changing I walked down to the kitchen to get breakfast. As I made my way down the stairs there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" I called stepping closer to the door. But I was answered with another pair of knocks.
I checked the peephole to find my best friend Heather at the door, I opened it swiftly.
"Heather, you know you don't have to knock just come through the back door like you usually do." I told her closing the door behind her and walking into the kitchen to resume my previous preparations of breakfast. I pulled out some eggs, followed by sausage, bacon, and frozen buscuits.
"I know, just wanted to try something new, ya know!"
Heather is my best friend, as I stated before. She's also 18 and a Hotel Heiress, born into wealth like me. She's shorter than me at 5'4 (I'm 5'6) and a very busty gal. My proud asset is my ass while her's is her boobs, she's a D-Cup with a body for playboy, as a matter of fact she's done a few magazines for them. She's a very confident girl. But sometimes she can say things without a second thought. I on the other hand like to filter out what I say. But were both fun-seeking girls. She wasn't a fan of my geeky obsession with Naruto but like a true friend she supported me.
"Breakfast at 12:45 in the afternoon? I don't know how you sleep your mornings away, but I want some!" Heather spoke from a stool that faced the marble counter were I worked.
"Sure, and it's actually pretty rejuvenating, you should try it sometime." I said as I made a few adjustments, adding some more meat to the baking sheets before placing them into the oven and cracking two extra eggs. Then there was a knock at the front door.
Heather turned to me, "Expecting anyone?"
"No, I'm not." I said as I beat the eggs in a bowl. "Can you get the door for me...oh, and check through the peep hole before you open it."
Heather got up and walked to the door, turning a corner leaving her completely out of sight.
Then I heard her scream.
Heather's POV
Yeah she told me to check the peep hole but honestly, I didn't feel like doing it. So I opened the door.
By SushiKamiChi
So this Chapter was just pretty much to describe the characters' appearances, Kami's living situation, and a little bit of her background.
Honestly, don't know why I made Kami with an big ole' azz, was just tryna make her sound cute. And who don't like a big thun,thun,thun. ((Lyrics:Don't Drop that Thun, Thun, Thun)- luv that song.))
Anyways the story won't heat up until Chapter 3: Fuck Rule#1. Sorry people :-(
But I promise to stay in Character as much as possible. This will not be Out-Of-Character central. Deuces.