**Prayers and blessings go to Japan, just like this chapter...
**This is not a story on a new girl, it is not cliche and this is just a flashback. This is a very original story, seeing as we are going to be writing about our life basically, but just adding some more drama to make it more interesting. Apparently the next chapter is filled with more drama; but this just shows the relationship between two characters that would be mentioned a lot in the story. We also know that we have to add more detail, and we are working very hard to add some more. I hope this chapter doesn't make you 'drop it like a rock'.
Intro of Remember Me - (Two years ago)
I silently walked beside my best friend Cindy Janssen in Kasai Rinkai Park of Edogawa, Tokyo, Japan. The view from the bridge was magnificent; I saw big rocks flat on the ground separating the water from the cement path while families played by the water, just enjoying everything the park had to offer.
I surveyed the area, seeing huge trees and the very famous ferris wheel in the distance. I sighed remembering that I had to move soon, and not just move to another side of Japan, I'm moving on the other side of the world! My life was going so well and I finally made a true friend that would stay by my side forever. My parents just had to blow it by accepting a high-pay job I can't blame them though, it would be a change yes, but a good change - I hope.
I concentrated on the seagull that was prancing around near the water away from everybody. I would be like that bird - alone.
"What are you staring at?" Cindy asked me her curious bright blue eyes shining with curiousity.
"Oh nothing. I was just thinking about what would happen after I leave for Canada,"
"Don't worry... We will always be friends. We can always call each other, email each other, or chat on messenger."
"What if something happens when I leave? Then, will we still be friends?"
"Of course, we will always be friends. Let's promise to each other that no matter what happens we will always be friends."
‘Best friends should be friends till the end no matter what happens.’
I was raised in Japan but I went to an international school in the middle of the semester, so naturally, everyone bullied me. Especially this girl named Grace Munroe. She bullied me because I was different. Different in her eyes but not Cindy's. No, she was the kindest girl I’ve ever met.
On the first day I arrived, I spent my first block of classes feeling upset. All the kids would do there was whisper about me and stare at me. Even though I'm Japanese. I didn't get it! Why were there so many non-Japanese people in this school?
Some people would throw things at me behind the teachers back when she turned around. I was only 8! How could people be this mean? The paper had rude words about me stated on a side of it. They didn't even know me. They didn’t had the right to judge me without knowing me but they did. They did it anyways and before I knew it, I had started crying.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I just wanted to curl up in my bed and vanish from this world. One tiny water droplet cascaded down my face as I tried to hold the rest in but no. The tears and my own body had to betray me.
Mr. Richardson, my new teacher, came to me and asked me what was wrong but I was too embarrassed to tell him. Surely he would have known asking me what was wrong in the middle of the class was really embarrassing!
I slowly lifted up my head to stare at him blankly like there was no life left in me. I hesitantly turned my head around and averted my gaze from the teacher. Bad idea, because I saw every single kid in the room whispering, laughing, and pointing at me. I tried to ignore them. I really did.
Then at the far right of the room, I saw one girl, just one, smiling at me with a friendly smile. It was a genuine smile. At that in moment, I knew she would be my first best friend here at this new school.
My first and only best friend.
With that little bit of comfort, I was slowly able to stop crying. Mr. Richardson let me go to the bathroom to rinse my tear-stained face. Looking up, I thought I saw the shadow of a girl watching from a distance. Who would be staring at me? It must be my imagination, I told myself.
Later on in the day, I was at my locker and I didn't even notice the girl that was smiling at me in class was standing right next to me. I slowly turn around and gasped as I saw her right there next to me. I turn around, trying to preoccupy myself with something in my locker once again.
"Do you want to eat lunch with me?"
I heard her ask me, I nodded slowly and followed her outside. As we were walking outside she started asking me a bunch of questions that I had no idea how to answer to.
"What's your name?" finally she asks me.
Ah finally, a question that I know how to answer.
"My name’s Amanda Neely. What about yours?"
"I'm Cindy Janssen."
At that exact moment I knew we would turn out to be best friends, and that was only the first time I met her.
