From a Coma... To Naruto

1. The very beginning

My First fan-fic!!! I will try to finish this as soon as possible! any feedback would be very helpful! im a first timer ok? :P

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'Yo, woman, Elisa HELLO!?!?! time for school'

this is the sound i woke to almost every morning

My best friend, Linda was always having sleepovers, since prep. either i was over at her house or she was over at mine. since she was over at my house so often and i was over at hers so much, it was like having two sets of parents. We even called the others parents mum and dad. it was not unusual to see Linda walk in when we were all having dinner, pick up the plate my parents always saved for her and sit down and join in on the conversation

And even though i woke to it every morning, my reaction never changed, you think she would learn. 

as soon as she looked over at my face to see if i had opened my eyes, i jumped up and tackled her to the floor, even though she was taller then me, i was stronger then her.

'OK, OK, you win this morning!' she yells, trying to pry my arms from around her neck. 'OMG' i say yelling as loud as her, 'did you see my ninjaness that just happened there!!?!'  

'yes yes' says Linda 'i did but now' she jumps up to tackle me, but sadly for her i was ready, like every morning. but today i decide to change my moves a little bit.

as she jumps i roll of my bed, landing safely on her make-shift bed made of donas and she ends up with a mouth full of fluff. 

'Ha-ha-ha' i say Linda gets up and glares at me. 

'Rule 164 of Elisa's guide to ninganess, always know your surroundings, or the people you verseing' i say though a smile.

Then we both smell it. 'Holey crab cakes, do you smell that'

Food.

we say in sinc - 'Bacon, eggs, toast, Western star butter and a hit of oregano'

if there is one thing in the world that we both know like the back of our hands, it food. you could put both of us in a room with a blind fold on, feed us anything in the world and we would be able to tell  what it was.

we could tell anything by its smell. and by the smell of the amount of food, my parents new that Linda was here.

'Gilrs, breakfast!!!!!' calls my mum. 'and your not eating unless you come down here dressed and ready for school!!!! and if your not here in time, im eating both of yours!' adds my dad. 

Linda looks at me, i look at linda. then we jump up and run to my cupboard. i hear mum and dad laughing down stairs at the sound of us running. 

i go to the left of my cupboard and Linda to the right, we open and get out a shirt and a skirt. because Linda is over so often she even has her own side to my cupboard. we get dressed by putting our clothes over our pj's. we both only wear singlets and shorts. 

we run into my on suite and grab a hair brush. Linda's hair is always a mess, never controllable.no matter how many times she brushes that dead raccoon (which is what Linda said once, now i just say it to annoy her) it will never stay. its brown with blond highlights, the teachers hate her for getting her hair like that, but i dont think she could care. her hair goes down to her waist.

My hair on the other hand, i barley have to do anything with it. its short,manageable and red. a few brushes and im done. 

somehow, every morning we leave at the same time, i think its because we like to stay with each other.