• I woke up on the couch. I thought I fell asleep in my bed. I didn't even think I fell asleep in pajamas, but I was in them.

    My friend Narue was having a sleepover at my house. I had a feeling my tiny kitten (named Taco) was being a ravenous little punk, clawing the water bed Narue was sleeping on.

    Narue is actually pretty good looking. She's a brunette, and her hair is about shoulder length. Her eyes are medium sized and natural purple. She talks with a loud voice that doesn't match her looks. She's random and holds a deathnote over her boyfriend.

    Now, I look nothing like her. I have sleek blue hair to my chin. My eyes are biggish and emerald. I'm quiet, but I sure am random. Most people I know actually think I'm insane.

    Narue came bounding down the stairs with Taco in her hand. "I noticed something! You named your kitten Taco because you knew that Tachi had a Dalmation named Taco!" She yelled. I gasped, then giggled. It was true. "You're right!" I replied, holding my stomach and gasping for air. Narue stared at me for a long time. "What's so funny?!" She demanded. "The fact that you were true!" I screamed, rolling on the floor laughing.

    After Narue and I got dressed, we headed out the door. It was a perfectly normal Sunday for two Japanese 15-year-old girls to be going out. At least to Narue and I, anyway.

    I rang the doorbell. It was silent to the people outside the door, but it was a tramendous clang to the people inside the house. After about four silent rings, Kazu opened the door. "Konnichiwa, Narue and Yuuki!" He exclaimed. He nudged us into his house.

    "Is Tachi home?" Narue asked. "No, but Taco is." Kazu said. "Where is she? I thought Tachi wanted us here at 10:40 A.M." I said. Kazu leaded me upstairs, Narue following.