have any of you ever had a huge bang of inspiration? where you had a perfect idea all of a sudden? if you could would you carry out that inspiration? well, believe it or not i'm actually thinking of writing a book of some sort, no idea why but i just do, and thanx to this mega imagination i have i've thought up of a storyline, rather well thought out for a moments inspiration, and i have started writing it [well, typing it] right now i'm just typing the first draft, after i finish the full story i'll proof-read it and edit it, fix spelling errors etc. i'm nearly finished the 2nd chapter, but i'll put up the first draft of the 1st chapter, but this wont be like an online story thing, books can go on for 100 chapters, so if it all goes completely like a dream i'll be able to get it to a publishers and make some cash from it :D i doubt i wil but worth a go right? i've not thought up a title yet, and i wont take any ideas for titles, i'll think up a suitable title when i finish, some info about the story: it's a fiction story set nowadays about a boy named Michael, and how the arrival of a Japanese student pretty much changes his life, the main character in the book will be that Japanese pupil, but the story will be told through Michael's eyes. i hope you like it, if i can be bothered to do it i may post up other chapters but that seems unlikely. here is Chaper one of my hopefully new book (a book, a freakin' BOOK! damn.... how nerveracking, lol)

Chapter 1: A Day to Remember

Well, my name's Michael, a teen in his later stages of high school. I'm what you call the strong silent type, the lone wolf, the person you go to for help but wouldn't normally hang out with. I suppose today was just like any other day really, the usual getting screamed at for not getting up in time, dressing rapidly, easting a hurried breakfast, out the door and the walk [or as i know it, hike] to school. For nearly 6 years now it's been that same routine, over and over, thats probably one of the reasons i hate school so much. I'm not one for routine, i prefer to do it my way, in my own time, i like things to be shook up a bit, but this same ritual day in and day out drives me nuts, but i digress.

However, upon entering the registration class something caught my eye, a new pupil, a girl, sitting in the spare seat that [low and behold] was the spare one next to me; yippee...
The teacher introduced her as Mayumi Behu, a Japanese student who permanently moved to rainy old Scotland, about my age, fairly tall, good shape, she was one of those "dreamily misty types" the kind who stare out of the window all day thinking up adventures and fantasies, that pretty much describes my school day, how i have such good grades i'll never know. We were both rather tall than the average person, so we were at about the same height, lots of people were asking all sorts of stuff about which part of japan she had come from, if she could teach them Japanese etc etc, the only thing i kept thinking was how much that name sounded as if it was from an anime cartoon.

As sheer luck would have it i was appointed the task of showing her the school, where places were, who people were, well, you get the idea. She got very interested in the club building, an annex that was converted to clubs of various types a few years before my first day here. Mayumi wasn't what you would call, "normal", hard to explain, but she stood out in her own unique way, kinda like what i did. She was a bit dissappointed that no clubs were suitable for her, she was explaining what she needed, but i understood none of it, when [at last] she stopped talking, i said:
"You know, if you register it at the main school office you can set up your own club, you would need at least three members to get it official but I'm sure you could do it"
Her face lit up so much it was unbelievable, it was like i turned on a light, she replied
"Really? are you sure? oh but how would i do it? how do i even ask permission? what if nobody wants to join?"
I replied "Yes, i'm sure, it's rather easy, just fill out a few forms and your done, and I'm sure people will join"
"Well, if your sure, but you HAVE to come with me! I just CANT do it all by myself! please come help me start a club? please?"
I never could resist the pleas of someone who needed help
"uh, sure, I've got a free period now anyway, why not?"
"oh THANK you!"
Curse me and my helpful ways.... what did i get myself into?

Well the formal process went smoothly enough, i helped her out with all the paperwork and she was given the keys to a spare room in the club building. The secretaries were looking a bit skeptical at the new student starting a club on her first day, but they never said anything about it. After that we went our separate ways, me to class, she to find hopeful club members. I didn't see her again until the end of the day, I was about to walk down the hill to get home to enjoy peaceful laziness when Mayumi came running towards me:
"Oh, hi Mayumi! any luck with the club?" I asked in my usual cheery way
"Not much, I got a couple of maybes though" she added slightly hopeful
"Well its a start!"
"About starts, i was wondering, since i'm still new and have no friends apart from you..."
i couldn't help think to myself "I'm your what??"
"... I was wondering if you could become a member?"
well, how's that for a bit of a dilemma? for me at least, i wanted to say "i would but with so much school work i really cant, sorry, I'll help you look for members though"
But what i actually ended up saying was:
"Wow uhh.... well, i have nothing else to do, so yeah, ok, I'll join"
Why? WHY was i cursed with such a helpful nature?
Hours later I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. I had just done quite a few things completely out of the ordinary today, i had helped the new girl form a club when it really was better if she got used to the place first. She must be one of those "Shoot first ask later" people, the kind who jump head first into things and worry about the consequences later, then i continued that streak of not normal by signing up to that club! That was certainly a day to remember....