Xqulth: SO! I have decided to take House of Night (aka the amazing book series among my friends and I :P) and mix in some Japanese Language. This starts in Marked so I will say this pretty much every time the story transitions into a new book, or maybe I will just do a new story every time it hits a new book. Hmmm….VOTING TIME!
I DO NOT OWN MARKED. THE BOOK (and series) BELONG TO P.C. CAST AND KRISTEN CAST AND SADLY I WILL NOT OWN ANYTHING ANYTIME SOON BECAUSE I HAVE NO MONEY! Whooo!
"Ladies, this is Zoey Redbird. Greet her and welcome her to the House of Night." Neferet's voice rang through the girl's dorm common room. I looked over to see a teenager with wavy brown hair and brown eyes walking into the common room. Unfortunately I also saw Aphrodite walking towards Zoey. Closing my book, I heard Aphrodite saying something about taking Zoey to her dorm room. Shaking my head, I stood up from my chair and decided to go see Stevie Rae.
Luckily, I managed to snake my way up to Stevie Rae's room before Zoey and Aphrodite got there. When I got to the room, Stevie Rae was sitting on her bed listening to country music.
"What's goin' on out there, Rei?" She asked in her country drawl.
"The queen Bitch escorted your new roomie up here." I told her, sitting on Zoey's bed. I yawned and stretched out, kicking off my flip flops. However, my nap was short-lived as there was a knock on the door and Stevie Rae told them to come in with the Okie accent that I had grown to love. Zoey came in and Stevie Rae started running at her only to stop when she saw Aphrodite. Somewhere in their conversation, Aphrodite mentioned being "as cozy as three corns in a cob" or something along those line. I rolled my eyes and sat up,
"Actually, there'd be four, your Bitchyness." I said allowing my Scottish accent to slip through. She saw me and put her hands on her hips and glared at me.
"Well if it isn't the cultural mess." She said, still glaring at me.
I shrugged, "So, I'd rather be 文化奇妙な人* than a 地獄からの魔女**."
She blink, "What?"
"Simple, turn your ass around and don't let the door hit you on the way out." I said with a sickly sweet smile on my face. She harrumphed and left. Zoey looked at me,
"Who are you?" She asked. Poor girl, she looked like she was on the verge of tears. Then again, most of us were like that on the first day (well, night) at the House of Night.
"I'm Reika, Reika Scott, Scottish blood but born and raised in Japan and currently living in Tulsa, OK. Confusing isn't it?" I said with a grin.
"How is that possible?" Zoey asked. I glanced at my watch,
"I'll explain at dinner, you have to change." She looked at me confused and I looked at Stevie Rae,
"I'll go grab our booth, you explain." I grabbed my flip flops from next to Zoey's bed and ran barefoot out of their room and down the hall. I made my way down to the dining hall and found our booth. We'd have to find another chair to but at the end but they could duke it out when we got to that point. So I slid into the booth with my plate of spaghetti and waited for the rest of our wonderful little group to arrive.
X: Well, isn't that confusing, sorry for the really short chapter, but I didn't go exactly by the book here. I mean it was really on a page on paper. I was actually stupid enough to right the first, second and the majority or the third chapter by hand. I will say this: THIS STORY IS FUELED BY YOUR REVIEWS. If I don't get reviews, I don't write. Funny thing about authors, though I'm assuming the majority of you all know that. Oh! Of course translations:
*literally- culture strange person
**literally- hag from hell