Chapter 1
�Hurry you�ll be late!� yelled my mother. I toppled down onto the floor of my room, my brown eyes blinking sleepily in the dark.
�But mom it�s dark.� I replied back with a yell as I looked up at the sky through my window, it was a full moon and it shone brightly. My mind slowly unlogged. Due to my status as a troubled child (apparently, self injury is a mental disease or at least the beginnings of it) I was being sent to boarding school, a weird boarding school, school happened at night. �Besides, it�s my first day,� I muttered as I put on my uniform, which consisted of a white short sleeve button up blouse with a blood red small tie, a black skirt, and a small blood red blazer. I hefted my duffle bag over one shoulder, a backpack for school on the other, and walked down stairs.
�Honey, you look so nice in your uniform.� My mom said as we walked out to the van. I put my duffle and backpack in the seat next to me and reclined back.
�Whatever�� I mumbled as I fell asleep. I didn�t even know where this boarding school was. After a few hours my mother shook me.
�We�re here.� She said. I opened my eyes wearily. We were at the�airport? �We�re at the airport.�
�I know, this school is in another country.� My mother replied.
�Just because I cut myself your sending me to a school in another country?!� I exclaimed. I grabbed my bags and slammed the van door. I walked into the airport, stomping.
�Excuse me? Morris-san?� asked a voice as a hand landed on my shoulder. I looked, a very angry expression on my face.
�WHAT?!� I yelled angry. I twirled around to see a boy; he looked like he was about seventeen.
�I didn�t know you were upset.� He said. �I�m Ishimaru Takumi, I�m to be your guide around school, and I�ll also be one of your translators.� He replied. He was about three inches taller then me, with semi-long black hair, and was wearing a school uniform that looked vaguely like that of the uniform on Ouran. The coat was blood red, the tie and pants were black, and the shirt was white.
�Sorry, my mom just now told me that this boarding school I�m going to is in another country.� I replied. �Apparently I�m a troubled child.� Takumi chuckled. �I�m Kristina Morris.� I said as we boarded the plane.
�Trust me though, Kristina-san, you will be coming to the right place.� Takumi replied as we sat down, it was first class. �Anyway, I trust your mother informed you of some of the other things.�
�Yes, I know the school is a night school; classes are at night all night.� I replied. I sipped the soda that the stewardess had brought. �Anything else?� It was obvious that my expression amused him slightly in some way, his look softened somewhat.
�Don�t be surprised if your classmates are rather�eccentric.� Takumi told me. I sighed. My classmates were eccentric anyway, leastways, small children trapped in the bodies of highschool students. �They are all very nice, but if they try to bite you, alert me or Nakashima Michiyo-chan, that is the name of your other translator. Also, whatever you do, don�t do anything to cut yourself.� He finished, he was obviously referring to my arms.
�Takumi?� I asked. It was weird, his English was really good. �You speak English so well, how or where did you learn it so well?� Takumi sighed.
�It�s rather complicated�headmaster will explain that to you when we get to the school. And about the school, it�s in a rather secluded sort of area of Japan. Hokkaido region to be exact, we�ll be getting off the plane at the Tokachi Obihiro Airport in Obihiro, which is in the Tokachi region in the Eastern Circuit. The school is just outside of Obihiro.� Takumi explained. I yawned and felt a pillow go under my head. I didn�t understand why we had to take a red eye to this place. �Here� Takumi said.
�What about you?� I asked softly.
�It�s fine. No need to worry about me, I�m not tired.� Takumi replied, looking out the window. I drifted off to sleep and started composing my first letter to my friends at home. I had all of their e-mails so I would just forward it to all of them.
Subject: New School
Hey ya�ll!
How�s life without your favorite little shy emo bitch? xD Anyway, my mom neglected to tell me that this new school I�m going to is in Japan. And I think all of you know that this is a bittersweet dream come true for me.
Yes I�m happy I�m finally happy I get to see Japan and didn�t have to wait until I enlisted. However, I�m upset my mom didn�t tell me. I thought this school would only be a few hours away; I wanted to come back and visit you guys. ;_;
Anyway, one of my translators met me at the airport when my mom took me to the airport. His name is Takumi, there�s another translator as well, and someone named Michiyo who I haven�t met yet. He told me some about the school, like about how some of my classmates might try to bite me and that I shouldn�t cut myself why doing anything. It was really weird.
Y�know what�s even weirder? His English is like that of some rich old guy, and he probably only just barely learned English, I don�t know how the English-as-a-second-language thing works in Japan. Oh well, hopefully everything gets explained to me when I get there. I wonder why Takumi was so secretive.
Anyway, that�s all for now. Hope you have a good day and Angela say hi to sergeant and colonel for me!
Always,
Kristina
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