A/N: So this is my first story, yay! I know this has been done a LOT, but bear with me, I want
to try and make it different, better than ALLL the others! Muahahaha….-cough-.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who
matter don't mind.
I wish my life could be filled with witty quips and catchy puns, but it's not. I wish my life could be a bit more like the romance books only read on a rainy day. Or maybe I could have a bit more charisma, like the women in adventure books—not those bishy side-characters, the kickass main characters that always manage to save the day, get the guy, and still have enough time to look picture perfect.
And yes, bishy is a word, albeit a Japanese word. The full word is bishounen, which is common knowledge amongst all otakus.
But it's not.
My life, that is. Sure, every once in a while I make a seriously beast comeback without stuttering, and maybe I do sometimes get itsy bitsy crushes on some of the more mature guys at school. Not that they ever amount to anything, it always somehow turns into a sort of fangirl obsession. Which explains my lack of love life. And maybe if I could figure out what exactly classifies a person as normal in a school full of the weirdest people I have ever met in my life, then I could possibly make it out of high school without all the embarrassment and awkwardness that comes with. Like, it would be a miracle if I could go an entire day without accidently putting my foot in my mouth or having to spend an entire lunch period -all twenty minutes of it- scrambling for something to say on the days where it seems like all I want to do is crawl under my pillow and disappear. And those days happen a lot more than I care to admit.
But that's not what this is about.
This is about me. Me getting sucked into this crazy weird adventure-like dream to another world.
By dying, of course. That's how all these stories start, isn't it? Girl dies, gets sucked into her favorite anime/ manga/ book/ tvshow / all of the above? Well, nope, not me. Because even though I happen to know the word "bishy", I'm not really the anime/manga type. That's more up my friends cat alley. 'Cuz she's basically a bag of crazy. And hyperness. Which shouldn't really go well with my kind of, maybe, somewhat shy personality. But opposites attract, right? And we clicked like magnets. (The sides that attract). Or Peanut butter and jelly. She was pretty much the cara- to my -mel. Pronounced Care-a-mel. Because people say it wrong waaay too often.
But I digress. I'm more of a booky person, which is why it's so surprising that I have not read the book that now controls my life. And without further adieu-
This is my. . .adventure? Yeah, let's call it that.
A/N: First chapter EVER! I'm really excited to get some feedback on this experiment of mine. Of course, if I don't, that's okay too, 'cuz I really just wanted to get this idea out there, see how my writing can be improved and everything. But...you know...It's always nice, hahaha. REVIEW GUYS! And I really want. . .well, not flames, but constructive criticism? Yeah.
Praise works, too. ^_^
'Til Next Time!