Chapter Four: Why I Ran Away:

As I steered the boat through dinner, I began to reflect on what exactly drove me to run away in the first place. I know it was because I had to get away. But, I didn’t tell you what I wanted to get away from! Curious now? Good, I will gladly tell you what drove me to leave my apartment in Tokyo, buy a boat, and be sailing in the Pacific Ocean. Let us back up to the summer semester, shall we?

*Six Weeks Ago*

Tokyo-Zion Academy is usually a little calmer during the summer semester. Not this year for some reason… What the hell happened to these little children? Did they all take an extra dose of crazy this year or something? I just couldn’t figure it out. Either way… *Shudder* So frustrating! You know, there are two types of students you do not want to deal with: the bad-ass kids and the little perverts. I got stuck with the latter! Yuck! We seemed to be getting many perverts this year! I don’t understand it. Why do we always get the little pervs every year? It was worse this year! Even though I looked more like a dude, the little boys kept trying to hit on me. Ewww!!! Sorry, I already have a girlfriend. (And a boyfriend, but that’s beside the point!) Plus, I don’t do little boys! I had a “fun” time fending off the horny little perverts during class! At one point, I thought that I would go to prison for murdering one of those little creeps. Some of us could take it. But others like, Kohana-chan, buckled under the pressure and nearly broke down crying. Noiz had to “comfort” her later. (In all senses of the word, of course. But back to why I left in the first place.)

The students weren’t the only reason why I am out to sea right now. My older sister, Umiko, decided to come along and work at the academy. That’s a *great* move right there. You see, she and I are like Liam and Noel from the band, Oasis. So yeah, great times there! We fought all summer long. Worse than Noel and Liam, mind you. Our fights had gotten so bad that Noiz nearly had to call the police on us. Ha! I sure wished the police had arrested me then! Would have saved me looking at Umiko’s ugly bitchy face for the rest of the day! Plus, I have to go with her too… aw geez! Not good at all! (Umiko is living with Andi and me until she can find an apartment on her own. I am hoping that it is really soon at this rate! I don’t know how much longer I can take living with the bitch! They might have to call the police on me again really soon!)

The week before school let out was the final straw for me. Our fight was over a tub of ice cream. I had a long day, you know. When I got back to my apartment, I just wanted some ice cream, a bath, play an online RPG game, and go to bed. That was the plan in the beginning. No thanks to Umiko-san!

I made it back to the apartment to be hearing loud shitty American pop music blaring from outside. I head to cover my ears as I walked inside. I unlocked the door and forced my way inside.

“UMIKO!!!” I screamed. “TURN THAT FUCKING SHIT DOWN!!!”

“WHAT?!?” my sister yelled back.

“TURN IT DOWN!!!” I shouted again.

“WHAT?!?” Umiko yelled back.

“I SAID--- SCREW IT!!!” I yelled over her music. I stormed over to the IPod player and pressed stop. Umiko jerked her head up right away. She peeked up from the apartment den.

“Hey!” she snapped. “What the hell is the big idea?!?” I glared at her coldly.

“How many times must I tell you, don’t play your music so damn loud!!!” She just gave me a little shrug.

“So?” she asked. I wanted to scream at that bitch so badly. But, I forced myself to breathe. “It’s not worth getting upset over!” I thought to myself. Right! Just go on with your original plans and everything will be alright. I hoped that, anyway.

I walked straight into the kitchen and to the fringe. I opened the door wide. It took me a few seconds to notice that something wasn’t right. I looked around for a couple of minutes. Right then, it hit me! I slowly turned my head to the living room area. My lazy sister sat on the couch reading some girly magazine. I narrowed my eyes at her.

“Umiko,” I spoke up.

“Yeah?” she asked, not looking up at me. I had to breathe some to keep myself from screaming out again.

“One question,” I said, forcing myself to stay calm.

“Uh-huh,” my sister replied.

“What happened to my wasabi red bean ice cream I bought Saturday?” I asked, trying not to lose it. Umiko still didn’t look up.

“I ate it,” she said stoically. The angry began to form cracks in my fake calm wall.

“Why?” I asked, not caring about my tone anymore.

“Got hungry,” she said.

“So, why my ice cream?” I questioned. “Why not get your own?” Umiko didn’t look up.

“Cause,” she answered.

“Cause why?” I pressed on. My “loving” older sister just shrugged at me again. She hadn’t even looked up at me once during this whole conversation.

“I didn’t feel like going out and shopping today. Plus, your ice cream was right there. So I figured, why not?” that bitch-pig replied. That did it. I flew straight into a heavy rage. I was pissed off that I couldn’t speak anymore. I just stormed off to my room. It was there that I needed to get away from Umiko. There was no way in Hell that I was going to spend my summer break with her. I just had to get away.

So here I am now, steering a boat out to sea, going God knows where. Freedom at last.

“Miho!” a voice called me back to earth. “Dinner’s ready!” I turned around and saw Sappoto looking at me from the kitchen. She is such a little sweetheart. I couldn’t help but to smile at her.

“I’ll be there in just a moment,” I said.

“Okay,” she said. Sappoto went back into the kitchen. I turned back to the sea. You know, dinner sounds good right about now! I switched the boat to autopilot and headed into the kitchen to eat.