Tokyo-Zion Academy Times

Angelic Linear

Chapter One: Once in a Lifetime Chance:

-Arisu-

As I stand attested to what I have learned, I cannot unsee what has been poured into me. What started out as an easy final project for my journalism grade in university became a sea of scandal that I wasn’t prepared for. If I had known that my sanity and life would be at stake, I would’ve taken a lower grade and graduated.

Weekend Film

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Summary:
In 2027, a young journalist tracks down an American college student named Henry Rowe for a project grade. What she receives is a whirlwind of secrets, lies, legends, abuse, and... incest?

The rain poured as if it were to flood the campus into the sea. It had been raining on and off all spring. There was no sign of it letting up anytime. Inside was warm and dry. Noizchild sat in hard cotton red chair in from the registration desk. She was soaked up to her hair and cat ears. Her luggage and backpack sat on the floor beside the chair forming puddles on the floors. She had bitter apathy on her face. It was clear that she didn't want to be here. She would be home in Tokyo for spring in her lusty bed. But instead, Noiz was here. In the registration office on this rainy Wednesday. Why? She was registering to a different house. You see, she got kicked out of her old one for a fight she started and using foul language in public before spring break. (A long story we well explain later.) Right now, Noiz was wet and shivering cold with luggage.
 

Story: Weekend Film

Creator: Ingrid Karlsson

Genres: Comedy, Action/Adventure

Rating: T

Summary:
A student breaks into to school over the weekend. His mission: Steal back a home film to save his ex-girlfriend.

Weekend Film

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Heavy Drops:

Your grandfather invited me out to a party. Not just any party. This was a party for mostly Negros. That’s right. I was going to be the only white girl at the party. Talk about awkward. I didn’t even want to go at first. Jim pushed me to go anyway.

“Come on baby,” he coaxed me. “Don’t stand me up like that! You have to be there!”

“Are you sure?” I asked. Jim tightly held my small waist close to him. I blushed at his touch. I stared deep in his eyes in surprise. Jim nodded at me once.

“Yes,” he said. ”I would be bored without you!” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“And what does that mean?” I asked. Your grandfather gave me that goofy grin I got used to in a few minutes. He shrugged at me a little bit.

First Drops:

I started my escape the day after I met Jim. Your grandfather knew he had the charm to get what he wanted. That’s how he won me over. Anyway, at school the next day. I acted on my role as queen bee. Everyone had their eyes on me. It gave me a sense of power over them. But, that didn’t last long. I became bored right away. That was always the same for me then. Come to school, be the center of attention, be teacher’s pet, and much else. Overtime, that had lost its appeal. That day seemed like another boring day. Until I saw your grandfather in the hallway. He stood among four other black boys talking. I literally froze up in the hall. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. That boy towered over his friends. He did have a nice body, I would have to admit. That boy had me sold already. I watched him talk on to his friends. At one point, he looked up and saw me. I looked away blushing.

“Hey Starlette!” a voice yelled to me. I looked up right away. My old friends, Jackie and Mitsy raced up to me. I gave them a forced little smile.

Nakano Miho wasn’t always this crazy. She was misunderstood in the beginning. She came from a poor background. Her father left when she was really small. Her mother’s health was failing, but she gave it her all to take care of her daughter. There was an older brother once upon a time before Miho was born, but he died of a genetic heart defect when he was a baby. Her mother barely talked about him. In fact, she pretended he didn’t even exist. Miho tried to ask about her brother, but her mother would change the subject. Other than that, Miho pretty much lived a stable childhood.

I met an angel-faced boy today. His name was Milo Cash. I could never forget him if I tried. He was a tiny little thing. The best way to describe Milo was skinny and short. When I first saw him, I thought he was in kindergarten. We met on the playground. Everyone in my class was still talking about the invasion. They all wanted to know who this enemy was. Some of the kids were really scared. Others were angry. I personally didn’t care at the time. Kat taught Lyle and I not to form opinions until we had the facts. I didn’t know anything about the enemy just yet. So, I kept my mouth shut and went on with my little life.

My classmates asked me how I could be so calm at a time like this. I just shrugged at them.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “We don’t really know the details. So how can we be scared of what we don’t know?” They all looked at me like I had lost my little mind. Then, they all turned back to their worried conversation. I shook my head at them.

“Whatever,” I mumbled to no one in particular. I walked away to find my brother. That’s when I saw that young angel. He stood near the fence looking out at the street. I could only see his back. His hair was black and choppy. His clothes look so messy. I didn’t think I had even seen him here at school before. I blinked to see if I was seeing things. No, this kid was real. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. How long had he been in this school? Who was he? Was he new? I decided to go and find out. I walked over to this kid staring at the road. I came up next to him.

“See anything interesting?” I asked.

“It’s always the same,” he said. “Day after day after day after day after day.” I found myself surprised by his accent.