AnriSonahara

Chapter 2: The bell rang as soon I sat down in my sit in the corner. I put my bad on the empty chair next to me. Why waste an empty seat, I thought. Its not like people are dying to sit next to me. "Okay class," Mr Ficus walked in to the room, hands cluttered with his many textbooks and papers. "We have some exciting news today." I started to list the possible things that were 'exciting' in this class; pop quiz, extra credit, nwe lesson. Everyone in the class looked at Mr. Ficus likes a child on Christmas. He dropped his stuff on his desk and spoke as he wakled in the door. "We have a new student starting today," He opened the door and a

Stuck in the Middle: Chapter 1 4 Years Ago: "Hehe, so he helped me with my 'homework' last night. We're getting farther into our relationship..." Oh my god. Seriously? I thought to myself. That is Jessica, my popular best friend. She's pretty and really smart and now, she's talking about her 'tutoring' time with the quarterback. 'Tutoring' can be many things in her dictionary. A bunch of girls (and guys) crowd around her as she speaks... and there I am. The nerd, Otaku weirdo who's best friends with the most popular girl in school. But my name is Nessa, not weirdo or nerd. "Yep," Jessica answers a question that was asked by the crowd. "i

Stuck in the Middle: Prologue "Happy Anniversary!" He said as he picked me up, princess style. I blushed as i thought to myself, 'Wow, has it really been another year already? It hasn't seemed that long." "we're going to dinner, then a movie and then we'll find something else to do.." He winked as I grinned. "Don't even think about it, lover boy," I kissed his cheek. "You ain't getting any. Not like you ever had." He smiles as he kissed back. "I know! I'm joking. Guess what I brought?" He pulled an old, scratched up photo album and opened it. The first picture was us when we were in middle school. "Remember when we first met back then?" I

Chapter 9: I blinked til my eyes got used to my surrounding. i thought to myself, "I must have fallen to sleep.." I sat up on the couch and lookat the ground to see... "What the hell?!?!" I yelled at the 2 people on the gorund. It appeared to me they were sleeping. Well, it was time to be woken up! THe boy awaoke and looked at me, he seemed a little startled too. "Ami! Ami! Wake up!" He started to wake up the girl who looked around 15, so did the boy. She was blonde, short haired (The direct opposite of me) and wore a dress and looked like she was snuggling with the jacket the boy have given her. He, on the other hand wore a t-shirt with

Chapter 8: We stared at each other for the longest of time. "Well?" He asked. "Does everyone else know? Does Miranda? We tell each other everything, Anri. WHy didn't you tell me about this?" I walked over to him with my head down. I was truly speechless; everyone found out about it except my brother. I was silent and didn't answer. He stomped out the door, tearing up as he went, not saying a word. Amai came out of the kitchen. She nodded at me like she knew what was wrong. I ran up to her and hugged her, baling my eyes out. I didn't know what to do; I felt like a terrible person. I needed someone's help, I needed a friend. She sushed me a

Chapter 7: We walked inside the side door of the house to find Qui, Bri and amai cooking dinner. They giggled as we passed. Tristan looked back at them then back at me; he winked. I could tell they were watching. I nodded ack at him and he put his arm around my waist. I leaned my head on his shoulder as he kissed it. "So..." Qui broke between us and linked arms. "Are you guys...?" Bri broke in too, "DATING?!?" Tristan looked at them. "Well, what do you guys think? Didn't you see the performance?" As we walked away fro them, we both laughed. I mean, didn't they see the little show me and Tristan put on for them? "So.." Tristan kissed me as

Chapter 6.5: I looked over at him, suprised. I didn't know what to say. Ever since we were kids, I knew I had a crush on him. I looked at the corner of the building to Amai, Qui and Bri looking around it. Might as well give them a good show.... I nodded over to the corner for Tristan to see the girls were there, looking at us. He winked at me and picked me up. "Well, what do you say, Anri? Would you or... would you not? Do you love someone else??" He again winked at me. I played along with him (being the awesome actress I was). I put my hand up to my forehead and leaned back in his arms. "Oh, Tristan! I don't know!" I could hear the giggle

Chapter 6: As we start walking toward the training ground, I wonder what types of training I'll be going through. I mean from what MIranda said at the hospital, I have a a sword and some sort of powers. I didn't notice that Miranda was talking to me. "You!" She hit me with her cane. "Pay attention! This is valuable information that you'll need to awaken your powers but first.." She poked my belly with her cane. "We need to get you in shape." I stopped walking as she continued. "I'm not fat!" A strange feeling suddlenly came up over me. I looked at my wrist and there was a end of a sword sticking out... "ACK!!" I suddenly stopped and took d

Chapter 5: After several long hours sleeping, we finally made it to Grandma Miranda's house. I didn't know it at the time until Tristan woke me. "Hey Anri. Wake up, sleepy." He patted my head and shook me up. I batted and skwirmed around in response. "5 more minutes... nevermind, make it 10..." He sighed and picked me up. I opened my eyes to find him looking down at me. He pushed me up closer to his face until I was looking at him. We slowly moved our heads together until.... "Ugh, will you 2 please GET A FREAKING ROOM??" Tristan put me down as Amai walked by. She stopped and looked at us as we made casual, awkward stances. "Seriously, as

Chapter 4: Amai Tristan waits for me as I check out of the hospital. "Why are you all like, up on me? I mean like seriously?" I asked him as we walked to Miranda's car. He didn't answer for a while until we got to it. "I'm waiting for you do to something for me. I did save your life didn't I?" I playfully hit him as we got in the car. Tristan and I in the back and Grandma M, Tommy and a mysterious girl in the front. I didn't know who she was until Gma M said something. "Anri, Thomas this is your cousin, Amai..." She had long brown hair put in a bun at the top of her head. She wore all black on the hottest day of the year. "Second cousi