Chapter 1 Arrival

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Elise pov

The plane ride to Tokyo was hell.

First we had the brat behind me who wouldn't stop kicking my seat, second we had the guy in front of me puking pretty much the whole ride.

Luckily I had Sean beside me so that meant less risk of me going crazy.

As if he could read my thoughts Sean put his arm around my shoulder. I leaned into him letting out a sigh. "I hate people."

Sean started shaking with silent laughter. "I know you do E, I know you do."

Time skip

The airport reminded me of the plane.

Crowded.

I can see how Sean is getting more irritated the longer we have to wait for his dad. Understandable really, he was supposed to be here an hour ago. "Sean, do you have his address?"

He nodded. "Yeah, why?"

I smile a little. "We can always take a cab."

Time skip ( sorry for all the time skips but i want to get to the good parts.)

The house Major Boswell lives in is surprisingly small, making me extremely happy that I'm going to live in an apartment a five minute walk away.

I give Sean a hug. "I'll see you tomorrow in school right?" I mumble in his shirt.

" 'Course you are. Not gonna leave you all alone on the first day." He hugged me back before we parted.

My apartment wasn't the biggest either but it suited me fine.

A kitchen, a living room and a bedroom.

Walking inside my bedroom I took out my school uniform and put it on a chair. Putting my hair in a ponytail and switching to a sports bra and shorts I went to bed.

Next day

The screaming of an alarm clock woke me up. "I freaking hate mornings!" I grumble putting on my uniform.

"Great, short skirt. Can this morning get worse!?"

It did.

First I almost missed the train, I got ten minutes late to class because the school is a giant maze and last I have no classes with my best friend. Well except lunch.

Time skip

Sean and I kept picking in our lunches as a guy sat down beside Sean. "The japanese food is like the army, don't ask don't tell." He looked over at me. "My names Twinkie, and I noticed that you two don't have laptops." He said putting a laptop on the table.

I shrugged my shoulders. "So?"

He smiled. "I'll hook you up on one, half price."

Sean shook his head no. "Sixty procent off, since we're army brats and all."

Sean looked a little annoyed. "I ain't got no cash man, and I ain't an army brat."

I smiled at Twinkies persistence as he continued with. "Alright, but what about a cellphone then? Everyone needs a cellphone."

"No offense but I'm probably not gonna be here long enough to remember your name." Sean said looking at him.

Twinkie shrugged. "Then you're going to need a pair of good shoes to walk around in." He said taking out a pair of shoes from his bag. "Like Michael Jordan? I love Michael Jordan. Check these out, brand new Jordans, ain't even on the market yet. LeBron James can't even get his hands on these."

Of course that's when Sean noticed the stearin wheel on the guys backpack. I rolled my eyes. "You selling that sparco stearin wheel Twink?" I asked before Sean had a chance.

I almost burst out laughing at the offended look on Twinkies face. "Hell no! That's mine right there, i even payed retail for it."

Sean looks interested. "What you drive?"

"Oh, my ride? My rides one of a kind." Twinkie said confidently.

"Show us." I replied.
"Thought you two wouldn't be hanging around." He smirked. I gave him a look. "Okey."

Time skip

After going home to change we met up with Twinkie.

Twink gave me an overlook as he checked out my clothes. "Girl you won't be fitting in looking like that." He said smirking.

I looked at my choice of clothing. A purple t-shirt, a pair of ripped jeans and converses. "Why won't I fit in?"

He just shook his head. "You'll see."

A green car had stopped in the weird lift thingy. Twinkie looked excited as he showed us his very... interesting car. It was green with the hulk on it.

"Slammin huh? Look at that car!"

Sean didn't look that impressed.

"She's beauty Twink." I said wanting to be nice.

Sean just looked at us before moving to the drivers side. "At least let me drive."

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