Posts by Akira Vipor

Akira is 17 years and lives with her mom who is A famous Boxer and Dancer. Akira's father is A famous singer who lives in Russia. Akira is half Russian A quarter Italian and A quarter Polish. Akira being her she knows how to dance, how to sing, and how to fight. What happens when she has to transfer from homeschooling to A regular school in Arizona. What happens when she runs into A boy? What happens when he finds out who her parents are and that their life ain't perfect? What happens when she is caught using one of her skills?

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Akira is A transfer student from Russia. Her mother 'Hazel Vipor' was A famous Dancer and Fighter but died. Akira is being forced to move to Arizona with her father 'Derrick Vipor' who is A famous horse/ ranch owner. When Akira visits she gets to see her old horses from her last visit. (Two years ago She is now 16) What happens when she meets the ranch hand? Will they go to the same school? Does the ranch hand have A reputation? Will they fall in love?

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I grab my luggage out of the taxi that had drove me to my fathers ranch. I carry all my stuff to the porch and start the search for my dad. I walk past A boy who was taking car of the horses. I hear my horses name getting called out so I peak around the corner to see what was going on. I see my horse rearing up and going down the trainers trying to get him settled. My father walked in and saw me. I run up to the trainers and grab the lead. 'Shhh'' I mutter. The horse stopped and huffed out hooving the ground. ''Its okay Apollo. Its okay'' I say. I turn my head and my dad was driving off in his truck to god knows where.
The trainers left me to deal with my horse, ''Marked dangerous weren'tcha'' I saw softly. I turn isles looking for my horses name on the board. Then I see the separate isles that had one stall in use. I put Apollo in there because it had his name. I turn around and run into A wall. I fall backwards and look up, ''Oh dear! You are not A wall! I am so sorry!'' I had A Italian Russian accent.

I smile lightly, "It's fine, I should've watched where I was going though so I guess we are both sorry" I say. I dust of my light blue skinny jeans. I look back up at him, "I am not waiting for my dad to introduce me, I'm Akira" I state.

I head back to Apollo's stall and grab A carrot. I give it to him then walk away. I hear to the house and sit on the porch. A guitar sat there, I smile and pick it up. I start playing chords then started to sing. My voice showed my emotions that I held in all the days I spent on A plain exactly 3 days really.

Akira is 17 years and lives with her mom who is A famous Boxer and Dancer 'Lisa dale'. Akira's father is A famous singer 'Zachary dale', who lives in Russia. Akira is half Russian A quarter Italian and A quarter Polish. Akira being her she knows how to dance, how to sing, and how to fight. What happens when she has to transfer from homeschooling to A regular school in Arizona. What happens when she runs into A boy? What happens when he finds out who her parents are and that their life ain't perfect? What happens when she is caught using one of her skills? What happens when her mom starts drinking and ended up dieing? Will the boy and her later fall in love?

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Akira is A transfer student from Russia. Her life is anything but perfect. She had to move to america for three reasons, she was adopted, her parents got killed, and she needed to go to school. What happens when students learn who her real parents are? Will they change their attitude around her? Will they even find out? What happens when she meets A boy when she is caught dancing? or singing? Oh or
fighting? Will he and she fall in love? Will she tell him why she doesn't talk to anyone?
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I slowly stand up from the chair and head to my 'mother'. ''Lily I am getting ready for school'' I say. ''WHY WON'T YOU CALL ME BY MY NAME!'' My 'mother yells. She goes to slap me but I grb her arm mid arm, ''Don't I can call child protective services, it won't hurt to get away from you. But don't forget who my father was. A fighter, A boxer to be certain. Oh, And I don't call you by your name because your not my MOM! OR EVEN MY MOTHER! YOU ARE A PERSON WHO ADOPTED ME BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HANDLE A CHILD- NO A TEENAGER WHO SAW HER OWN PARENTS GET KILLED; IN FRONT OF HER!'' I I yell. I release her arm and run to the door quickly grabbing my back pack and phone. I run outside and look down so I could cry silently without being noticed. I continue walking up until I face the school steps. I sit on the steps and pull out my phone to check the time. ''45 minutes early til the door opens'' I mutter. Tears still stained my face so I continue to look at the ground. I hear foot steps but ignore the person.

I don't look up but i nod, ''Fine, just. uh- family drama'' I state. I wipe my eyes and look up slightly, I grab my book bag off the step and look at it. ''You can sit there if you want to.'' I say lightly. My voice was quiet, I set my bag in my lap then pull out my dad leather song book. I open it and flip to A unfinished song, I smile lightly.

"My name is Akira." I say. I shut the book and put it up once I heard the door click open. I stand up swiftly, "See you round. I have find the English room" I state. I turn towards the door and open it stepping in the school. I hear A guitar and drum playing. I shake my head and walk towards the noise. I step into the room making the people who were playing stop. Two boys playing. Typical. ''Drum player you were A measure off beat'' I say. I turn around and walk away. The other boy grabbed my arm before I could walk anywhere. I grab his arm and in A swift moment pin it to his back. I push him away. ''Don't. Touch. Me'' I say. I walk away leaving the boys in the room.

I walk into ms.nunez's English class and walked up. The teacher nods a me si I head to the back. I sit down and pull out my father's song book. The lyric on one page, the sheet music on the other. I pull out A pen and start writing notes.

I pull out my phone and scroll through texts, suddenly my phone was ripped out of my hand. I start talking loudly in russian. "Æайте мне мой телефон обратно? Мне это было нужно." Give me my phone back? I needed that. I stand up abruptly as they started walking away. When he turned I smirk, "oh." I say. I look over apologetically at the teacher then walked up and snatxhed my phone back. I sit back down muttering under my breath. I put my stuff in my bag just as the bell to the hour dismissal rang.I look around before I could walkout and see shou. "Oh hey Shou!" I say.
I glare at the drummer boy that had took my phone. ''Your gonna pay for twisting my arm'' he said. ''Hmm. Yet you aren't doing anything'' I mutter. I walk to shou. ''What class do you have next?'' I ask.

" I have math, Mr. I can no pronounce his name's class" I say. I look at the ground, "Why are you looking at the ground. It's not very amusing" I smile lightly and look up again. I turn my head to see the boy I saw earlier I grin. "Hey! I know you!nyour were that person that ran down he hall after A incident in the music room!" I say.
My phone started to ring so I declined the call swiftly. (Rushed, an it is fine)

I laugh lightly, "Mhm, nice pictures indeed. Well, I'm going to go to class so I ain't tardy to any my classes. It's my first day after all" I state. I shake my head, "Cya both later!" I say. I walk out of the classroom and go up A flight of stairs. I wonder the hall before I find the class. I walk and go straight to the back.

I pull out my father's old song book. I smile lightly and go to a unfinished page. I start writing notes and I ignored the teacher. I hated math. It is Mental Abuse To Humans. Everyone knows it. I set my pencil down and stretched. (Rushed)

I walk out of the house and run to my new school A hour early. I sit at the steps and pull my knees up to my chest so I block out the wind. I wear my sweater that covered bruises from the recent marks my drunk of A mother left on me. I shake my head lightly and pull out my phone to listen to music.

I look up and blink, ''Uhm...Hi?'' I say questionably. I was very Anti- scoail. I never talked to anyone, well I did but that is besides the point. I stare at the boy then look down at my phone, I look up feeling rude. ''Uhm- I am sorry. I am not very social'' My Italian and Russian accent showed through out my voice.

"Yes, I am new here. I actually got my schedule in the mail yesterday'' I say. My voice got quiet then. I fake smile lightly and stand up, ''It was nice meeting you, My name is Akira. Uhm- I gotta go find gym...''

I nod, ''If I need help I will some how find you. Peace'' I say. I walk into the school and walk down the hall. I stop at A empty room with A guitar, and Piano. I smile and walk in I close the door but not all the way. I sit down and grab the guitar and start to sing with many emotions.

I continue to sing then finished the song. I smile lightly and move the Piano to me. ''I was doing this for you dad'' I mutter. I started to play another song my Halsey.

I finsih the song, still stiff. I turn around. ''How long were you listening behind the door?'' I ask.

I stand up and shrug. ''It's uhm- Fine? I guess. Just don't tell anyone you are actually one of the first people who heard me sing in five years'' I say. I walk out of the room swiftly.