High school, is a bigger version of elementary school. Of course without recess, but gym takes the place of that, for some at least. High-school in the US is a very different for a young foreign exchange student.
Coming from Japan to America was not young Daichi Arakawa's plan. His father Yoshio had told him a week prior to moving. Daichi hated moving, him and his father moved a lot especially after his mother's death.
His father luckily didn't drown himself in liqueur, but he did drown himself in work. He would stay out late nights and come home late in the afternoon only to leave again the very next night. Yoshio made sure his son had a good place to live and got a good education. Daichi was responsible kind and sweet. He was very soft spoken and easily pressured.
After his mother's death his grades improved and he was determined to make her proud even in death.
It was reported that she was stabbed to death by a burglar. Daichi struck the assailant with bat, but the thief still got away. Yoshio was at work when all this transpired.
He still hadn't learned his lesson, he still focused too much on his work, even now. He was at work while Daichi was at a party with a couple of friends. Yes Daichi did make friends, they weren't perfect, but they weren't angels either.
Pete Bullock was his out there, weed smoking, fancy friend. Pete alway wore classy clothes. The only time you'd see him wearing something else is maybe at the pool or beach, but other than that, he wore a Fedora, suit and tie, dress pants and some really stylish loafers. He was a 17 year old red head with green eyes and freckles. Next was Sarah Garner, she was a young 16 year old woman who believed in the black arts. Dark magic, pagan rituals and spirit summonings. She was a natural brunette, but she died her hair a dark burgundy red. She wow black clothing and listened to Heavy Metal.
The party was being held at a large house in a prestigious neighborhood. The lawn was covered with red cups and trash. The lawn was filled with students. Some dressed casually, some half dressed and others without any clothes on.
Sarah was drinking by the 'punch' bowl with a flushed face. The party had just started and she had already downed four cups.
Down the hall of house was four young men sitting around a large tube.
Pete was among these boys.
"M-man I'm so fucking high right now..." He said with a large smile the others just nodded as smoke filled the room.
In the living room Daichi was leaning against the wall sipping on a small red cup. He was watching as the others danced and talked with one another.
The 16 year old was lean and a bit scrawny. He was taller than Sara but shorter than Pete.
His skin wasn't too pale. He had curly and frizzy hair on his head, significant to an afro. It was hard to tell if his hair was black or a really dark blue. He had only a few freckles less then his friend Pete. His attire consisted of a black pair of pants and a matching shirt. A pair of black sneaks were on his feet completing his outfit.
His face turned bright red when Sara leaned on him.
"I am so drunk Dai~." She giggled calling him by his nickname. She was a big flirt, drinking only enhanced it.
"Mmm, maybe you shouldn't dr-drink." He mumbled.
"Oh come on you're drinking!" She smirked.
"Y-yeah but it's still my first one."
Pete stepped out the room pulling his pants up.
"Hey guys..." He said leaning on the wall. He positioned himself on the left of Daichi before leaning on him.
"Those bastards pulled out the board again."
"They did!" Sarah beamed about to fall over. Daichi caught her,
"Calm down, we need to go, your too drunk to summon ghost." He helped her up and grabbed Petes hand heading for the door.
After getting the two his father's car. He buckled them in. The two ended use leaning on each other. Daichi smiled at the two and hopped in the front seat. He had to turn the keys in the ignition and pulled off into traffic.
He and to admit the United States was too bad. He was in North Carolina, it was very different from Kyoto.
He smile glancing at his friends asleep in the back.
"You two are cute when you're under the influence." He giggled as the light turned red. Stopping short he winced and the two woke up.
"Ouch...you're supposed to drive correctly...that's why you're our designated...driver." Pete said holding his head.
"Yeah man." Sara chimed in.
"S-sorry." He said as the light turned green.
