ひまわりと冒険

Welcome Home, Sunflower

Chapter One:

"Oh Himawari!" My younger brother Kira shouts. I turn the music in my headphones up louder. Maybe if I drown him out, he'll stop calling for my name.

Bang. Bang. Bang. I groan.

"Himawari, I swear to god, I'll bust this door down." He shouts. I yank an earbud out and throw a pillow at the door.

"Go ahead, still not getting out this damn bed!" I shout. He groans and pounds on the door some more. I stick my earbud back in my ear and close my eyes, trying to get a bit more of sleep. As I slowly drift off into slumber my door bursts open and in walks Kira and my mother. My mother's hair is in a tight bun and she looks tired.

"Himawari-chan, you know you have to get ready for school. Today is your first day." She says. I groan and turn my iPod down. I could care less about school. I don't want to go.

"You arent in America anymore, you can't just be late and just get detention. You know, in Japan the-"

"Honey, why don't you go and get ready for school? I'll deal with your sister." She whispers. He smirks and heads out my room. I sigh and turn around to face my mother. Her dark brown eyes bore into mine and I slowly start to sit up.

"Yeah, I know, but I didn't even want to come back to Japan. Why did we have to come back?"

"It's time you understand more about your roots Himawari-chan. You aren't American and you seem to think you are."

"I know I'm not American. I don't look like the pretty girls back there. I miss my friends. I miss how different I looked from everyone." My mother takes her hands and cups my face.

"You are different and that's what makes you beautiful. Now, get out of bed and get ready. You need to walk with your brother to school." She says, letting my face go. I watch as she walks out my room, closing my door. I swing my feet onto the floor and walk over to my mirror.

Hi. My name is Himawari Fujimoto and I am fourteen years old; going into the ninth grade. I am an average student who enjoys English class and art. I also love to write music and play it. I have long golden brown hair and hazel eyes with yellow flecks in them. My skin is smooth and pale. It reminds me of egg nog. I am tall and lanky. My breasts are too small. I have a brother name Kira Tsukino. He's from my father's side. I decided to keep my mother's maiden name when our parents divorced, Kira wanted fathers. It is my first day at a Japanese high school. I know things are gonna feel awkward and weird since I've grown so close to America and their ways. Am I gonna even fit in here?

"Geez, took you long enough, can we go? I don't want to be late on my first day to school." Kira whines as I make my way down the steps. Our school uniforms are cute. I'm wearing a black mini skirt and tall white leggings with kittens on them and a white button up blouse with a black tie and a green jacket. I decided to braid my hair into a long braid and wear very little make up. I want to keep attention away from me as much as possible.

"Let's go you little brat." I say as I walk towards the door. We wave goodbye to our parents and head out the door.

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As soon as we get to school, Kira ditches me to find his friends. I stand there, watching him as he tackles a group of boys and they all laugh. I envy that, I wish I knew someone here.

The bell rings and we all board inside. Reitaku High is a public school so no snobby rich kids or stupid jocks; just normal average students. Like me. I find my locker and start to fumble with my lock. Someone walks over and starts fumbling with their lock. I peek over at them. I gasp. He's wearing the school uniform. Green jacket, black tie, beige dress pants, black loafers. His hair is dark blue and he has a lip piercing on the right side of his lip. He catches me staring and smirks.

"May I help you with something?" He teases, winking at me. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears. He closes his locker and leans against it, looking at me. "My name is Kaisho Hayashi. I'm a senior." I feel my heart drop to earth. Ugh. Too old. I fix my composure and clear my throat.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Himawari Fujimoto. I just moved back here from America." His eyes widen and he stands up.

Are his eyes really that blue?

"From America? Huh. Isn't that cool? Why did you come back to a shithole of this place?" He questions. I sigh.

"I had no choice, mom's rules." I say. He laughs and I smile. His laugh is so angelic.

"Oh well, hopefully won't be too long before you can move out. Right?" He teases. I shrug my shoulders, feeling my face get hot. The warning bell rings. I'm not even for sure where to go. "C'mon, we should probably get to the theatre room. There's an assembly for new students such as you." I nod and follow him down the hall.

I wonder are there more cute guys like Kaisho? ~