Ichigo's Daughter

Ichigo's Daughter

Grasping the clock I threw it to the other end of the room, it's black and red walls grinning evily at the sight of the murdered alarm clock. I groaned and sat up immediatly shivering in the morning air. I cracked my bones in my back and yawned tiredly, this was a very sad sight in the morning. My dark green hair was a mess and my pink eyes were clouded over and tired looking. The bags below my eyes showed my insomnia that plagued me every night and my slightly pointed ears were red from sleeping on them. I pressed a button with my foot and the electric blanket turned off then I turned on my stereo, the song I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco blared from the speakers. I pulled a hand through my hair it got caught on a few knots before I easily (and with practice) unknotted them.

"I hate school oh yes I do,
It's not for me and is for you,
If you try to take my place,
I'll take my fist and smash your face." I stated to myself. My pink eyes landed on a small music box that was crafted with care and I sighed. My father made it, he was slightly skilled at it, but the thing is. He's an alien and was called back to his planet, the gift was for my mother but she gave it me and I've never met my father. She keeps trying to tell me Masaya's my father but I know he's not. I can feel that he isn't. I dressed in my usual attire, a pair of black ripped khakis and a tight black shirt, this one said, 'I'm smarter then the president'. I was to meet up with the others and hopefully kick butt at our school if I was lucky. Though between myself and I, I have a secret. I was at the meusuem when a burst of light came with an earthquake and I saw a wolf before it went inside of me and I don't know what's going on!