Hey hey hey! So this story is based on a manga called "Twinkle Cherry", and it surrounds a girl named Sakura (Sadie) and a boy named Azuma (Anubis). Lol. They're both S and A. :)
Disclaimer: The Kane Chronicles belong to Rick Riordan.
Chapter 1: I Meet the Different Cousins
For the past 15 years of my life, although I stopped believing in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, I still believed the promise made by my first love would come true, thus this story is involved with that topic. It started with me falling down the stairs of the girls' dorm.
"Ahh!" I yelled, followed by the sound of my bottom hitting the floor. Thud!
"Bast, Sadie fell down the stairs again," Jaz, my room mate, said without helping me up.
Bast, the dorm mother, narrowed her eyes at me. "Didn't I tell you to be more careful? What if you hurt yourself?"
I cursed in a non-ladylike manner and stood up while rubbing my back. "That hurts! I hit my butt!"
Jaz continued texting on her phone and muttered, "Unattractive."
I flinched. "Wait a minute! Shouldn't you be asking 'Are you alright?'"
"I can tell you're alright-"
I pointed at Jaz. "You...!" Then I looked to Bast. "Bast! Look, Jaz, she-"
"Talk later," she said. "Eat breakfast first."
I went to the breakfast table where the others were waiting, sat down, and pouted. It seemed like this day wouldn't turn out so good.
"Don't pout," Jaz said, trying to act liken older sister towards me. She fixed my messed up hair and braided it while I ate breakfast. "Girls should maintain their cuteness at all times."
I looked up at her and saw she was smiling. I just said "Thanks" with my mouth full. Thinking about it, we've been best friends for quite a while now. Our personalities were completely opposite from each other, but I guess I could say we were the best-best friends in the world. Carter liked to say we've been friends since the day we were born.
Fast-forward a bit. Now we're at school. Our school, which was called "The School of Life" (I don't know who named the school but whoever did wasn't so creative.), was the perfect place to study if you wanted to become a magician. There were 3 different departments in school: The Greek Demigod Division, The Egyptian Education, and The Roman Magicians. My dad, Julius Kane, had enrolled me and my brother in the Egyptian Education since he was an archaeologist who's a decendant of the Pharaohs and a top-notch magician.
I entered the building and noticed a lot of people crowding around the guest room. I pushed through the crowd and tried to get a good view of what the people were looking at.
"What's all the commotion about?" asked Jaz.
"It's a sea of Humanity!" I complained.
"Ah, you two arrived just in time," said Alyssa, my classmate.
"What's going on?" Jaz asked.
"There's a transfer student in the guest room," Felix replied. Felix was notable for having this creepy addiction to penguins.
"Transfer student?" I asked.
Drew, another classmate of mine, nodded. "And he's so handsome!" she exclaimed. Drew seems to have this thing about boys. I like to think that if one of her parents were a god or godess from Greek mythology, her parent would probably be Aphrodite.
It was then the transfer student entered. He was... What could I say? He was really tall. He was lean and muscular. His skin was the same color as a coffee bean and his hair was buzz-cut. But what caught me the most was his chocolate-brown eyes and the many Egyptian amulets he wore around his neck.
My uncle, Amos, the school's principal, introduced the new kid to all the others waiting outside the door. "Everyone, starting tomorrow Walt Stone is going to be transferring to our school. Try to get along," he said.
While everyone said "Nice to meet you", I was stuttering like crazy. "B-brown e-eyes. E-Egypt." I felt as if my eyes were boring a hole into Walt's forehead.
"Um..." he said. I kept on staring until I was snapped out of it by a whack on the head. "Ow!" I complained and turned around. "What... Jaz, what're you doing?"
"Come with me," Jaz said, heading towards our classroom.
I sat down on my desk and Jaz took the chair in front of me, her regular place.
"Let me guess," she began. "Earlier you were thinking "Maybe this guy could be my first love" right?"
I laughed uncomfortably. "W-what are you talking about? Ha ha..."
"No use hiding it. You're so obvious," Jaz replied with a blunt expression.
Actually, for the past eight years I have been searching for my first love. "Wh-what do you mean? I'm fifteen already. How could I still be looking for my first love? That's impossible!"
"If that's the case, then stop reacting every time you meet a hot guy with brown eyes and Egyptian involved magic," Jaz nagged me.
I pouted and muttered a "Hmph."
"Don't pout," Jaz said, turning around and focusing on her new book, "The Fault in Our Stars".
Honestly, I don't know my first love's name or where he is... The only clue I have is a gift he gave me, an ornament of the tyet, which is also known as the symbol of Isis.
Class started and after what felt like hours, school finally ended. I left class, but instead of returning to the dorm, I went to the place where we first met. It was eight years ago, near a river. The river was surrounded by a small fence, so I climbed over it. The water was clear and grass surrounded the river, which I guess was rare since I lived in the city. A tree stood tall near the river.
I looked at the river from above the fence and smiled. "It's been a while..." I muttered.
Climbing over the fence was a mistake. When I jumped down, pain suddenly coursed through my lower back. I supported myself using a big stick.
I forgot I fell down the stairs this morning.
I lay down on the grass and stared at the clouds. "Hmm..." I said, thinking about my first love. "I wonder where he is and what he's doing..." Of course, the chances I would see him again were very slim...
I closed my eyes and went back to the first time we met.
I was crying by the river one day. I remember the date. June 7. I guess my sobs were heard throughout the whole neighborhood, cause suddenly a boy wearing a t-shirt with some hieroglyphs came from behind the tree.
I couldn't remember what he looked like, but I remember he had very warm eyes. They were chocolate brown.
"Why are you crying?" he asked, staring at me like I was a charity case. "Y-you come here often to play by yourself, right?"
"Huh?" was the only thing I could say because his eyes were SO distracting.
He pointed to the house nearby. "My house is right over there, and I often see you outside my window." Then he noticed something and said the words I dreaded to hear. He pointed to his head.
"What happened to your hair? Didn't it have red highlights before?"
I flinched and cried even more. My reaction must've shocked him, because worry was now etched on to his features. "D-did I say something wrong?!" he asked, his tone showing panic.
"My hair...!" I sobbed. "I had the highlights removed!" Yup. You'd probably be asking, "Weren't you a bit too young to have highlights in your hair?" Well, back then I was living with my grandparents so they didn't really care.
"Why'd you have it removed?"
I sniffed. "I removed it to grant a wish. My best friend, Jaz, was in a coma, and I wanted her to get well. I read in a book that if you give up something you value, your wish will come true."
"Is she better now?"
"Yes! She's still recovering, yet her attitude is still as energetic as before. But then..."
I realize now that after Jaz was released from the hospital, I could just put it back on, but I was a kid then so I hadn't fully understood the concept of highlights. I just thought they were cool. I put them back on when I was twelve.
"Hmm..." the boy said. "In that case, I'll try it as well." He dug his hand into is pocket and pulled out the amulet that I still treasure today. He held my hand, put the ornament in it, and closed my hand. "This is for you."
I opened my hand and gasped at the ornament. It was the symbol of Isis.
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "It's so beautiful! Are you sure you want to give this to me?"
"Yes... Can you look after it for me? Actually..." he smiled sadly, and I melted on the spot. His smile was one of the most breath-taking things I have ever seen. "I'm moving tomorrow, to somewhere far away from here."
"Huh? You mean I won't ever see you again?" I had to ask, because I already knew I liked him. It would hurt a lot if I could never be able to see him again.
"We'll meet again," he said, as if reading my thoughts, "Because I already made a wish. A 'to see you again' wish." His smile changed, from sad and melancholic to hopeful and determined.
Let me be the first to say that I would be able to look at the way he smiled millions of times and never get tired of it. His smile is one of the fondest memories I hold on to until this day.
"Again..." I muttered. I thought I heard someone calling me, so I opened my eyes.
"Excuse me... EXCUSE ME! Why did you fall asleep here?" said Walt, staring down at me like I was a hobo.
"W-Walt!" I exclaimed. What was he doing here? I sat up. Big mistake. The pain hit my back again. "Ah!" I said.
"You look like you're in pain," he said.
You have no idea, I thought. But instead I said "I'm fine." I stood up with the help of the big stick.
"Are you... one of those girls I met earlier?" he asked. "Do you come here often?"
"Yes and No," I replied. "But I used to come here often when I was little."
"Then... Maybe today wasn't the first time we met."
"Because eight years ago, I used to live near this river."
I let that sink in. Eight years ago?!
I jumped in ecstasy, but Walt's back was turned so he didn't notice.
"I-is that tr-" leave it to my back to ruin the moment.
"Oh no," he said. "It's getting late. I remember I was supposed to give this to my cousin since he's sick." It was only then I noticed he had a paper bag with the words "Prescription" on it.
"T-then you better go and give it to him... Ha ha," I giggled nervously.
"Yup. I'll see you tomorrow," he said. Walt saluted and left.
I pulled the ornament out of my pocket and wondered, Can Walt be my first love?
At the dorm, I explained to Jaz everything that happened. "I see.." she muttered. "So that's it."
"What do you think, Jaz?" I asked her.
"Well, he fits most requirements."
"I know! I never thought my first love would be so hot!" I fanned myself.
"Don't jump to conclusions without confirming it first," Jaz counseled.
"Don't tell me that! I'm sure he's the one! Besides, I'm too scared to ask him." I hugged Jaz like the kid I was inside. "I'm scared! What if he doesn't remember me anymore?"
Jaz pushed me away and smiled. "When did you become so pitiful? Don't worry. Everything will be fine!" She stood up, went to her bed, and lay down. "I'm gonna sleep already."
"No!" I complained. "I don't know what to do!"
"Go to sleep. That's what you should do. We have school tomorrow!" Jaz replied.
I just entered school and told Jaz I was gonna ask Walt if he really was my first love.
"Okay," she said and followed me to the classroom.
My first love's words repeated as I went to the room.
Because I already made a wish. A "to see you again" wish.
Finally... The moment has come! I've waited for eight years and he's finally in my grasp!
"'Scuse me, coming through," I said, making my way down the hall. I saw Walt walking nearby, so I yelled, "Walt! Wait!" In my haste, I tripped.
What did I think at the moment? This is gonna hurt.
But then it didn't hurt, because I landed in the guy in front of me. I was on top of him, which I guess was really awkward.
"I'm sorry!" I said.
"G-get off," he said, his tone showing he was irritated.
"Huh?" I said, distracted by his eyes.
"Y-you're too heavy! I just recovered from a fever. What are you doing, forcing yourself on me?" he asked, sounding even more irritated.
"I-I'm so sorry!" I apologized again. I got off the boy and stood up.
"If you're looking for Walt, he just went to the teacher's room. I'm his cousin, Anubis," said the boy.
"Anubis?" I asked "Like the god of the Dead? W-wait, Walt's your cousin? You two don't look related at all!"
"Yes, I'm his cousin," he replied. He stood up and brushed the dust off his shirt. I looked at him and I had to admit, his looks caused me to melt. He had dark hair that was naturally disheveled and it made him look like he just woke up. I'll say, I had the urge to run my fingers through it. For some reason, his skin was pale. He wore a t-shirt with the hieroglyphs of Anubis on it, a biker's jacket, black jeans that fit him well, and sneakers.
But, as if a coincidence, his eyes were the same colors as Walt's. They were chocolate brown.
He probably noticed me staring because he glared at me and said, "What're you doing?! S-stop staring at me like that!"
Once again, I wondered if these two were really cousins. But Anubis interrupted my thoughts by saying, "You... Where have I seen you before?"
I got shocked and stared at Jaz, who looked as shocked as I was.
"You..." he continued. "How is this possible?"
"Anubis!" I heard Walt call. He came to Anubis and noticed I was talking to him. "Oh. Do you two know each other?"
"N-no way!" Anubis denied knowing me. I wonder why.
"Huh? You don't?" Walt asked.
"Jaz... " I muttered. "What should I do?"
"It looks like you have two possible candidates now," she said, smiling while I was drowning in confusion.
"It can't be..." I said.
For the past fifteen years of my life, although I gradually stopped believing in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, I still believe the promise made by my first love would come true.
But just who is my first love?
Yeah, I'm sorry if the first chapter seems a bit rushed. Twinkle Cherry was a pretty short story anyway, so I'm just going with it.
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