After about 2 days I finally made it to Japan. I feel so alive, but man its hot in here!
I walked almost all over the airport till I finally found the luggage check out {sorry for got how they call the suitcase check out thing. I feel stupid! }. I placed my hand on top of my luggage, and another person did the same. I looked at our hands touching then look up at the dreamy guy. " U ̄ n... Watashi wa watashi no sūtsukēsu o tebanasu koto ga dekimasu ka?" The dreamy guy said (here's the translation: Umm... can I you let go of my suitcase?) I look at Mr.handsome curiously, and said it again, but again I didn't understand. He took a deep breath, and said it again, but it in English " I said can you let go of my suitcase, can you understand now?!" He looked annoyed so I could only nob. I took my hand off his suitcase and he began to walk away, until I felt something pulling my shirt. I looked to were it's being pulled, and I wish I didn't look. The end of my sleeve was stuck in Mr. Handsome's bag. "Oh! I'm sorry, let me see if I could pull it out." As I try to pull my shirt out of his bag I started to here people yelling. I turned around a second to that the people yelling was a paparazzi. When one look in our direction all looked the same way, then started running towards us. I look at the paparazzi with fear and thinking If they keep running towards us, they'll run over us!
"Great they spotted me!" Mr. Handsome said. I looked at him curiously and about to speak when he just grabbed my hand and try to pull more on my shirt's length. " I can't get it out! And they'll be here surrounding me in a minute!" He said panicking. He looked like he gave us and just pulled his hood over his face. He pulled me to his side, and we started running. He saw that I had a hood too, so he pulled it over my head. " Hey! What's going on!? Who are you?!" I asked him, but he didn't answer. When we were outside, he called for a taxi. About in two minutes and taxi pulled us, and he opened the door and asked " After you my Tenshi (translation: angle)." I hesitate for a few seconds then just in the taxi. I moved more to the window then Mr. Handsome jumped in and closed the door. Then we were off. I looked at him with a judge face then he finally spoke. He put his arm around me, and held me like we were a couple, he whispered in my hear " I'm sorry I dragged you into this mess, but if you play along and I'll get you tickets to my next concert for free." I looked at him curiously and whisper back "Who are you?" He looked at me like I had to heads, then pointed at a poster that we were passing by. I looked at the poster than at him. I can't believe it I'm sitting in a taxi pretend to be his girlfriend because he is the famous singer Sota Ryuki! I feel like I'm going to die from embarrassment!
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Death Game
أدب المراهقينLife was perfect when I had my brother and sister, but after they left my world I felt empty. As soon as they walked out my life my love went with them. Then after a period of time my parents died, and I was forced to go live with family membe...