(March 7, 2009 3:09)
"They said they'll be here in just a few minutes." Lizbeth said. The family of three is waiting outside of the airport, waiting for the car to arrive. The roads were fairly empty, a car only passing every minute or so. After about 5 minutes the car arrived, it wasn't anything luxurious, the car is a toyota vitz, chrome black, there was just enough light being emitted from a road side lamp to allow the car to shine from the front, not anything dazzling just a slight shine. After the car parked someone walked out and instructed Mark to go into the passenger seat.
After about two hours of driving they reached the house that they are moving to. When they left the car Mark was handed a piece of paper. "Alright, let's go in." Mark said to himself as he grabbed a key from his keychain and unlocked the door. The house is about 1800sqft, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, with two floors, two bedrooms are 230sqft, and the master bedroom is 300sqft with its own bathroom, about 100sqft, the main bathroom is 50sqft, the other 990sqft are other rooms, such as closets, a kitchen, living room, etc.
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(April 15, 2011, 7:45 A.M.)
"Lizzie." Lizbeth said in a soft tone. "Today is the day." She stated. Elizabeth rubbed her eyes as she looked up and saw her mother.
"hmm? Today?" Elizabeth said in a confused tone.
"School, remember?" Lizbeth responded.
"School?" Elizabeth responded as she sat up. "I have to get ready, right Mother?" Elizabeth asked as she walked to her drawers.
'Always so responsible, I just don't understand how you got to be like that.' Lizbeth said to herself as she left the room.
(8:15 A.M.)
"Bye-bye Father!" Elizabeth said as she walked to the school building. The school is organized in the common way in Japan. (1-1 means 1st grade classroom 1, 1-2 means 1st grade classroom 2, 2-1 means 2nd grad classroom 1, etc. Depending on the high school, it will go 1-b, meaning first year of high school class b, 1-a means the same, but instead of class b, it's a.) In Elizabeth's hand is a paper telling her which class to go to. "Class 1-3." Elizabeth said to herself as she walked by class 1-1. Elizabeth found her class and entered, the class has about 17 children in it and has three empty seats.
Elizabeth found an empty seat and sat down, she is in the third row from the front. there are four rows of seats in all with five columns. The chalkboard up front has the word Homeroom written in Japanese. after a few minutes, a teacher walked in and spoke a bit, for the rest of that class the children socialized. Elizabeth met three people, Taichi, Tama, and Yuri. The three of them spoke and made plans for recess.
When Elizabeth got home Mark asked her how her school day was. "It was really fun, even though I am smaller than everyone else they were really nice!" She responded.
"Well, that's wonderful!" Mark responded enthusiastically. "Lizziebear... Do you remember that ancient tomb that was found a few years back?" Mark asked.
"Mmm, sorta, I remember everything was packed up and I was watching tv when I accidentally swapped the channel, was that a tomb?" Elizabeth asked in response.
"Yes, that one. You see, your mother has to go on a trip there, they need her to do some research on it so she'll be away for a while." Mark said with a soft tone.
"Will she visit? How long will she be gone for? She'll come back, right?" Elizabeth asked with a worrisome voice.
"Of course she'll be back, but she won't be able to visit, but she can talk at least once a week, so you'll be able to hear her voice!" Mark said warmly.
"Okay..." Elizabeth said as a few tears formed at the edge of her face. As she hugged her father she wiped away her tears.
"One more thing, take your medication to school for the next week, it'll happen soon, and it's progressed, so you need to be careful, okay?" Mark asked.
Elizabeth's body tensed up. "D-do I have to?" She asked.
"Yes! Why do I have to go through this every time?" Mark asked.
"W-well..." Elizabeth said as she drifted off into her train of thought.
"Please don't tell me it's the same reason as two years ago Elizabeth." Mark said with a slightly strained tone.
"B-but, I want people to like me!" Elizabeth said trying to protect her side of the soon-to-be debate.
"I've told you already if they don't like you for you, then they aren't worth being around... Lizziebear, if they don't like you then they aren't worth your time, alright?" Mark said with a warm and stern tone.
"I know, it's just..." Elizabeth drifted again.
"I know, it's human nature to want to make friends and people will do nearly anything to achieve that goal, but... Just be careful of who you surround yourself with, odds are they will have a larger impact on you than you think." Mark continued.
(April 16, 7:30 AM.)
"Elizabeth, breakfast is ready!" Mark yelled down the hall. Elizabeth walked out drowsily, barely awake.
"Do I have to get up this early every day?" She asked.
"Yes, you don't want to be late for school, now do you?" Mark asked as a retort.
"Grrrr! Why are you so good at this!" Elizabeth said angrily.
"Well, I am a businessman." Mark responded. "I'll explain my job to you one day, for now, I'll just tell you this, my job requires me to convince people to do things." He stated.
"hmm... Fine!" She said energetically.
"Here's your backpack, remember to be careful today and don't overexert yourself." Mark said in his usual tone of voice.
"I know!" Elizabeth said as she started eating. "This is terrible by the way." Elizabeth said monotonously.
"I know, but it's better than nothing." Mark responded with a smile.