Twisted Tokyo Trip

Twisted Tokyo Trip

Status: In Progress

Genre: Young Adult

Houses:

Details

Status: In Progress

Genre: Young Adult

Houses:

Summary

"Foto," L frowned in confusion. "...now?"
"Yes!" Erik snapped. L nodded frantically and began to count.
"One...two...three!"
BANG!

Rin Ishida is about to go on a class field trip to Tokyo, Japan, the place he was born and the place he left six years ago. His class is going there to explore the Japanese culture with Kousai high school; the same high school where his former best friend, Takuya Chiba, is attending. After Rin moved to New York due to an accident, Takuya has held bitter feelings for his ex best friend, feelings that seem to be too broken to fix. But what happens when the two cross paths again? Will their friendship mend and become stronger or will grudges and secrets turn to lies and mishaps?
Share :
Twitter

Summary

"Foto," L frowned in confusion. "...now?"
"Yes!" Erik snapped. L nodded frantically and began to count.
"One...two...three!"
BANG!

Rin Ishida is about to go on a class field trip to Tokyo, Japan, the place he was born and the place he left six years ago. His class is going there to explore the Japanese culture with Kousai high school; the same high school where his former best friend, Takuya Chiba, is attending. After Rin moved to New York due to an accident, Takuya has held bitter feelings for his ex best friend, feelings that seem to be too broken to fix. But what happens when the two cross paths again? Will their friendship mend and become stronger or will grudges and secrets turn to lies and mishaps?

Chapter1 (v.1) - One

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 05, 2017

Reads: 106

Comments: 1

A A A | A A A

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 05, 2017

A A A

A A A

 

"Students," Mr. Pratt adjusted his glasses on his nose and tapped the clipboard in his hand loudly to get our attention. The classroom became quiet as all the students turned their attention to him. "I need you all to stay silent as I list off the names of everyone going on the Tokyo Tour trip. Say 'here' when I call your name." He cleared his throat and peered down at the sheet of paper. "...Conner Walker."

 

"Huh?" Conner lifted his head from his desk and wiped the drool from his cheek, seemingly confused why his name was called. He looked around at everyone, hearing giggles here and there. "What?"

 

"If you were awake, you would have known what was going on." Mr. Pratt scolded before continuing. "Yumi Patterson."

 

"Here, Mr. Pratt." I glanced over at my girlfriend and smiled when she glanced back. Her brown wavy hair settled over her shoulders like a still waterfall and her hazel eyes sparkled with happiness. Out of everyone in the classroom, Yumi was the most excited about this trip since we were going to visit the place her mother was born. However, I was not that ecstatic. Even though I was born there, going back was the last thing I wanted to do, but my mother wanted me to experience my past and Yumi begged me to come with. How could I refuse?

 

"Rin Ishida." Mr. Pratt called out.

 

"Here," I answered with a small sigh.

 

After he listed off everyone else, he sat the clipboard down and straightened his plaid shirt. "Alright class, in about twelve minutes the bus will be here to take us to the airport. Remember to sit with your assigned partner once boarding the bus. Be down in the parking lot within five minutes where we'll do a headcount. Is that clear?"

 

We all answered him with head nods before turning to talk to one another. He gave us one more look before walking out of the classroom and disappearing down the hall. At that moment, Yumi left her desk and walked over to me. She sat in the empty seat in front of me and turned around.

 

"So, what will you do once we get to Japan?" she asked while twirling a strand of her hair. "It's where you moved from, right?" I sighed through my nose and looked out the window I sat next to. I watched the sun, sitting idly in the sky; undisturbed and wondered why I couldn't be like that.

 

"Yeah," I mumbled. "I don't know what I'll do. Go along with the class events, I guess." I looked back at Yumi and saw her mouth pursed in mild disappointment.

 

"What about when we don't have class events? The lessons are only last half a day. After that, we're free to roam around for a while." she reached her hand across my desk and grabbed mine gently. "I would like it if you could enjoy yourself. Who knows, it may be great to go back for a while. You might see some of your old friends."

 

"I only had one friend," I said, thinking back. "...But he won't be there."

 

"Why no-"

 

"Hey guys!" My best friend, Harrison Gray, was beaming at the two of us with a huge smile of triumph as he slid a chair over to join our conversation. Yumi looked at him in annoyance, while I greeted him with a smile. "Are you two talking about me? I must be pretty awesome, right."

 

"You narcissist," Yumi said, rolling her eyes. "We were having a conversation that had nothing to do with you."

 

"Well," he said to her with a smirk. "What were you guys talking about then?"

 

"Nothing," I said. I got up from my seat, picked up my bag and began to leave. I knew that it was a rude thing to do, but at that moment, my mood wasn't where it needed to be in order to have a nice, normal conversation.

 

"You idiot," I heard Yumi say to Harrison.

 

"What did I do?" he asked in confusion.

 

As I left, other students around the room also began to pick up their things and leave. Harrison caught up to me, carrying his two duffel bags.

 

"So, are you excited?" he asked with a huge smile.

 

"Honestly, not really," I replied. "Either way, I can't back out now."

 

"Man, I would be happy to visit my hometown!" I glanced at him and watched as he smiled to himself while staring off to the distance. "Houston, Texas, now that is a place you'll want to go back to. Great open country fields, savory meats cooked in any way possible, family reunions and parties, football without any gear!" The image of guys slamming into one another for pigskin without protective gear made me cringe.

 

Harrison was the most athletic person I knew. He was captain of the cross country team, the fastest guy on track , and the quarterback of the Grace Academy football team. He earned plenty of medals and trophies in the many competitions he participated in and tons of recruiters from all kinds of Universities have wanted to sign him up, yet he always declined, saying that he didn't want to go to college and just wanted to live a simple life. 

 

And the complete opposite of me.

 

Art was my hobby. I had started learning to draw at the age of seven and never stopped. Hopefully, I was going to find time to draw while on this trip.

 

I'm sure I will.

 

At that thought, I instantly cheered up. Maybe it wasn't going to be that bad.

 

Harrison poked my forehead, snapping me out of my sketching fantasies.

 

"Let's go, Rin," he said. "We don't want to get left behind." We followed everyone down the stairs of the school and poured out into the parking lot. The bus pulled up right as we neared Mr. Pratt and halted with a loud squeal and a hiss.

 

Mr. Pratt stepped forward and looked at everyone.

 

"Line up at the door of the bus for a head count!" he demanded. "When you board, all males sit on the left and females on the right!" We all obeyed, first putting our bags under the bus before lining up at the door. We clambered on, sounding off with our number. Unfortunately, Harrison and I weren't assigned as trip partners. He gave me a high five as I passed by him and sat two seats down, scooting over towards the window to leave a spot for my partner.

 

Erik Walsh, the most arrogant male in the entire school-and possibly the world-strutted onto the bus and spotted me. A frown consumed his face as he walked to his spot next to me. He plopped down into the seat and turned to give me a glare.

 

"Don't get too happy that we're trip partners." he said with a roll of his eyes as he pulled out his Golden Bunny headphones, the most expensive pair on the market. "And don't try to talk to me because I won't pay attention to you." He put a bud in his ear and turned the volume of his music up until I could hear it.

 

"You should probably put in the other one then." I said with a smirk. "Because you seem like you want me to talk to you."

 

He huffed and stuck his other ear bud in, turning his body away from mine. I smiled a little and peered over the seat ahead of me. Harrison turned back and gave me a thumbs up and across the aisle from his seat Yumi turned back and gave me a smile and wink. I smiled back at them before settling into my seat.

 

Mr. Pratt walked onto the bus and stood by the door.

 

"All students should be seated next to their partners. If you aren't, you have 10 seconds to move before I write you a two week detention when we get to Tokyo. Meaning you will not leave the Tulip House unless you're dying; one!"

 

The bus shook and rocked as many students pushed and shoved one another to get to their correct seats, much to Mr. Pratt's satisfaction.

 

"If you try that on the plane, I'll have the captain toss you off once we're above 30 thousand feet in the air." he warned before taking a seat next to the other administrator, Ms. Zean, who didn't seem fazed by his threat.

 

The bus became silent and tense.

 

"Let's go," he said to the bus driver. With the same hiss and squeal, the bus lurched forward and headed out of the parking lot, taking us to the JFK International Airport.

 

 


© Copyright 2017 Cyran Num. All rights reserved.

Chapters

Add Your Comments:

Comments

Booksie Spring 2017 Flash Fiction Contest

Booksie Popular Content

Other Content by Cyran Num

Find Her

Book / Thrillers

Twisted Tokyo Trip

Book / Young Adult

Popular Tags