(Currently under editing! Parts of the story may change)
This is a story about a 14-year-old girl. Jenna Mya Taylor. She ends up going to Karasuno for 6 weeks. A lot will happen. Lots of laughter, happiness and love will grow. New friendships will...
The girl steps off the plane, a Harley Quinn backpack slung over her right shoulder, hung onto by her right hand, whilst her left-hand tucks her part brown (from her roots, about 4 centimetres long), part blonde (dyed, the rest of her hair, about mid-length, so about 6 centimetres past her shoulders). Her blue eyes gleam and sparkle with excitement, mixed with anxiety. Her pale complexion was dotted with freckles all over her body, but mostly just on her face. She was short, only 4'7 (and a half!), but with long legs. She wore a yellow dress, that went down to just above her knees. Her hair was down, only partly pulled back by a yellow hairclip that was just there for show. Her shoes were just plain runners (sneakers), that was just a few months old.
She looks around, apprehensively. A blonde woman, standing near the luggage terminal, is talking on a phone. The girl walks to the luggage terminal, waiting for her suitcase. She grabs it off the terminal and puts it down next to her.
The woman put her phone away and approaches the girl. "You must be Tyler-chan. I am Yachi Madoka." Her crisp, but the beautiful voice says to the girl.
The girl nods. "Thank you for your kindness, Yachi-san. You may call me Jenna if you prefer."
"You can call me Madoka-san, if you prefer," Madoka replies.
Jenna smiles. "Thank you Madoka-san."
"Shall we get going then? The school wants to see you at 2."
Jenna nods and smiles at her.
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The car stops out the front of a building;
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They get out of the car, and they both carry Jenna's luggage inside.
"You'll be staying in Hitoka's room, either the bed or the futon. It's your choice."
"Oh! The futon is fine. I don't want to be a bother."
Madoka smiles at her, thinking how polite she is. They put the luggage down in Hitoka's room. "I'll let you get settled in. Don't forget we have to be at the school at 2."
"Hai!"
"I thought you didn't speak Japanese?"
"O-oh, I just learnt a little, to be more prepared for this trip. I am always open to learning more."
"That's very mature of you. I believe you will be a great friend for Hitoka."
"Thank you!" Jenna's cheeks go slightly pink at her comment.
Madoka smiles at her as she leaves the room.
Jenna dumps her bag next to her suitcase and lies on the futon, checking to see how comfy it is. "Wow, this is much more comfortable than I was expecting." She mutters to herself.
She sits up, opening her backpack. She takes out her doll. The doll is old and smaller than most. She has had this doll since birth. She named it Hayley, after her cousin she used to spend lots of time with. Even though it doesn't look like much, it is one of her most prized possessions. She hugs it to her chest, before placing her on the floor.
Next, she pulls out a smaller bag and places it on the floor next to the doll. She continues to lay out the contents of her bag.
A few minutes later Jenna has a whole bunch of stuff, all over the floor of the bedroom. She brought the twilight series, a laptop, phone and a Nintendo Switch, a few fun things to do, the necessities; toiletries and clothes, and a photo album. The photo album contained pictures of her family and friends and some available slots for new pictures.
Jenna walks into the bathroom and places her toiletries bag on the shelf and went back into the room. She notices some open, empty drawers. She smiles, realizing Hitoka cleared space for her.
Jenna finally finds a place for all her things. She zips up her suitcase and flops into the futon, with a huge sigh. She couldn't believe her parents let her go on this trip, through her school. On this trip, she gets to stay 6 weeks in Japan at Karasuno high school, and stay with a host/translator. She was told her host spoke fluent English since she was a kid.
"How will I be able to do the school work? What if I can't communicate with anyone? What if no one likes me? What if everyone judges me and I don't know it? I have to stop worrying, and think positive...."
Jenna walks to the window and looks out it. She sighs, "I hope Hitoka is nice."
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Authors note; Thank you so much for reading! Honestly, you have no idea how much this means to me. Feel free to message me anytime! I'll try to respond as soon as I can. Have a lovely day! Remember to always be yourself!
