Chapter 1
The packers put the last box down inside my new home. I was living by myself now in an apartment. I let out a sigh of relief as I sat down and looked at the sky. I was also in a new town, and there was no way I could get around on my own, I was doomed.
I left my apartment wearing my wonderful summer dress my mom made before she died. I wore this dress because it was the last thing she handmade for me before she gave me the absence of her presence death. Before my dad died, he gave me all his recipes for all his famous ramen, because he owned a famous Ramen shop.
After locking the door behind me, I noticed my neighbor doing the same. He was fairly tall with lots of piercings and shaggy hair that looked fairly long hot. He had a cold yet handsome face.
"Hi" I said smiling. He looked over at me in disgust and walked off.
"Wait!" I called running after him. He turned around angrily as I tripped falling flat on my face. "wrawr such a cluts i am"
He waited a few minutes and then busted up into laughter. "Are you some kind of idiot?" Were his first words to me. .... Idiot? I'm not an idiot.
"What?" I said twisting my face in disgust, something I learned from my dad, whom was once in a gang back when he was a teenager. "An Idiot!? You think I’m an idiot when your the one poking holes in your face, be carful weirdo! You might poke it the wrong way and spring a leek! as your brain oozes out, oops you don't have a brain"
"ARE YOU MAKING FUN OF ME?!" Was all he had to say. I was absolutely speechless.
"I don't talk to morons like you, forget it" I said picking up my bag and walking away with more pride then I fell down with.
I managed to find my way to the Market to buy some groceries. My parents left me with 1,000,000 dollars, plus the money I made from working there; so it should last me long enough to find a job. I picked up a newspaper for ads for jobs while at the market.
(Btw this is in Japan, and its 1,000,000 dollars in America, I just forgot how much yen that is so deal with it)
While looking around I found a Shojo magazine, I had no idea why I was so addicted to anime, it just seemed so much more fun the real life I guess.
I was reading some really funny manga when I turned subconsciously and ran into a Ramen shop, that said
"Looking for waiters/waitresses" I walked in, it didn't look busy, but it didn't look like it was running out of business either, kind of like my dad's shop. I went to the counter were the cook was.
"Take a seat ma'am and we'll get to you in a minute" The man said, he looked about in his 50s, maybe 60s.
"Um, I want to speak with the... manager... about the sign outside" I said. He looked at me strangely and walked away from the counter.
"Nephew, take over the cooking for me!" He shouted taking of his apron and walking me into an office place, after going through a door. "So how may I help you?" He asked.
"I would like a job here at the ramen shop" I said smiling as much as I could.
"And why is that? I mean, why hear of all places, I didn't think any kids liked old places like this now a days."
"Actually..... When my parents were alive, they owned a Ramen shop, he was quite popular, but.... after they died, I couldn't take care of it, so I sold it, and moved here for school." I said fidgeting a bit.
"Oh, well I’m sorry about your parents, do you have experience in ..... A ramen shop" He asked.
"Oh! Of course! My parents employed me! In fact, it was a family shop, it was just the three of us that worked there, and my dad had the best recipes ever!" I said getting excited."If I have a guarantee of permanently working here, I can give you his recipes, as long as you don't share them, and I can make your ramen shop very popular." I continued.
There was a long silence... Then he finally spoke up. "Tomorrow you start work, you have 3 days to prove to me that you have the talent to work here permanently" He said smiling.
"Thank you!" I said shaking his hands.
"Tomorrow come to work after school, you may either were your uniform or something that's not fancy" He said with a semi-crinkly smile.
"Yes sir! I won’t let you down!" I said dashing out the door.
"Who was that?" The owner's nephew asked his uncle.
"Our new, adorable, worker, she'll be starting tomorrow, so don't do anything! I'm watching you" The owner said smirking.
"Uncle!" His nephew shouted.
"Calm down, now hurry and help me close up the shop"
The next day I fallowed a map to my new school. A nice old lady gave me directions yester after losing my way to my apartments.
I found it! ... Or not... I arrived at a scary looking school, yet it looked calming at the same time... it was scary because to most girls it was, but it was calming because I was a scary little gothic girl that was like a little kid towards things like skulls, ghosts, and basically anything creepy.
I looked at the Name of the school... Yup, this was the right school Ganginko High. My Aunt was the owner of this school, and she allowed me to live on my own as long as I was under her authority, school wise.
I had my hair in two spiky pigtails, the ties had two cute little sculls on each one. My clothes were baggy - mainly because these were the smallest size they had, and it was a Medium. I wore baggy socks loosened my tie. I felt like I fit in, yet something made me feel like I was standing out.
I suddenly got a text message. It was from my Aunt.
"Where!!! ARE YOU! It’s almost time for class!" She sent.
"Agh! I'm going you grouchy old b***h" I said talking to my phone, not bothering to text back. 5 minutes later I got the same text. "I'm right here! Geese! I had trouble finding this old piece of crap!" I shouted walking into the class room that she was standing in front of. Everyone was looking at me. "What! Is it that uncommon to cuss around here? God, you guys are so strange!" I said looking at the class.
"Class this is my niece Miki"
"Miki? Sounds too cute, cuz she sounds like a guy" Some guy from the front row grumbled. I politely strolled over to his desk with a smile, then switched moods on him throwing my fist into his desk, creating a crater.
"You wanna say that again! Punk!?" I yelled at him getting in his face. He turned pale and shook his head no. "Good!" I said walking to the font of the class.
"Miki introduce yourself properly now" my aunt said glaring at me.
"Whatever!" I said sighing. "My name's Mikire Tatsumi, but call me Miki, if you don't like me call me Tatsumi, if you have no intention on being my friend call me Tatsumi, and if you want to be my friend, you have to be able to HANDLE my anger, because I have a short temper, and I get pretty scary when only slightly angry"
"Was what you did only slightly angry? Just now?" That same guy asked in a squeaky voice.
"Eh... That was about a .3 on a scale of 0 to 10" I said shrugging it off.
"P-p-p-p-p-point three!!?" He stuttered.
"So would anyone like to be her friend?" My Aunt asked with a smile. No one raised their hand. "Who's afraid of her?" She said asking a different question, everyone but this one guy in the back of the class, snoozing, raised their hand.
"Then its settled, KYO!" She shouted throwing a piece of chalk at his head
"I'M AWAKE!" He shouted falling out of his chair. The class began to giggle.
"You will be Miki's guide for the school, so you better be nice" She said.
"Why? Will I be in trouble if not?" He asked.
"No, but she'll kill you" She said laughing and walking out of the class room. The whole class looked at me scared, but him, he had half open green eyes, and blond hair. I took a seat next to him.
I really got to know him the rest of the day. I was really starting to fall in love.
End Chapter 1
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