Hey! I'm Mocha! I'm the kind of person that you shouldn't talk to if you're tired, (unless I'm also tired,) and who's hyperness doesn't change with sugar or caffeine, it just depends on the day I'm having. I'm a member of theOtaku hostclub, and I'm only a fan of... many.

I can't list all my likes and dislikes, but there aren't a lot of things I don't like. You'd have to talk to me to find out.

It's a pleasure to be here. I hope I get to talk to most of everyone! (I like talking... heehee.)

This world is for fan-fictions and stories that AREN'T REAL! They may be based on some of my own experiences, but then again, maybe not. ;)

One of Those Days

There were days when the world just didn’t work for Alex. Try as she might, she couldn’t get what she wanted. Today was one of those days.

The car didn’t start, she failed a test, she fell asleep in class. Fate had it out for her, of this she was sure.

“Bad day?” Jake asked, falling into step beside her. One of the few boys that talked to her, and the only one that she had a huge crush on, Alex was slightly relieved to see her friend.

“Oh, yeah, it’s been horrid.” She stomped outside and a heavy downpour assaulted her head. “Are you kidding me?” she cried. “Could a little bit of good come out of this day? Please? Is that too much to ask?”

Beside her, Jake laughed, shaking his soaked blond hair. “Come here,” he told her, dragging the grumbling brunette to the overhang of roof by the wall. He pulled a gym shirt out of his bag and scrubbed her hair mildly dry.

“Thanks,” she muttered. He smiled, leaned forward, and kissed her gently.

“Did that help?” he asked. She was stunned, but nodded. He kissed her again.

It was just one of those days.