Sweet Tooth: Hiya

Tart: Oh no….

ST: Lookie I made PuddXTart fanfic

Tart: YOU'RE NOT PAIRING ME WITH THAT CRAZY CHILD

ST: Better then Yuebin and Puirn…you like that huh?

Tart: errrr…:mumbles: no

ST: Well this is important that you read this ok.

Parings: PxT

Info: This story is base off the book "Flipped" by Wendelin Van Draanen. Their not mews. Kishu is Taruto older bother and Pai their uncle. The story is told in Taruro and Puin's P.O.V.

Disclaimer: Simple and sweet I don't own it can't sue me.

Flipped

Taruto P.O.V

All I ever wanted was for Purin Fon to leave me alone. For her to back off. Ever since I moved here the summer before of 2nd grade she been there. And since we're now about done with 8th grade, that makes more then half a decade of strategic avoidance and social discomfort.

She didn't just barge into my life. She shoved and wedged

I remember she randomly jump onto the moving truck. She was about to push a box full of china of the truck with her feet.

"You look like you guys need help na no da!"

"No we don't!"

Dad stared at her. That when mum came in being as clueless as she is says

"Oh who is this adorable little girl Taruto-chan, is she a new friend of yours? So what's your name cutie?"

"Fon Purin daughter of the master of the Yellow Monkey Fighting Style na no da!"

"Tarturo-chan why don't you show Purin around the house."

Dad looked at Mom astonish waving signals to not let her in. I began to sigh.

"Hai Mom."

She walks back in the house. I jumped off the truck and she after. Purin was walking slowly behide for some odd reason. So I grab her hand pulled her closer so we could get this over with. She stopped dead in her tracks and stared at me blushing. I think she was sick or something.

"Um…er…you ok?"

"Yeah…yeah na no da"

When we walked into the house, I didn't exactly give her a tour. I locked myself in the bathroom instead. After about ten minutes (no counting the ten minute of yelling "no I'm not coming out soon!") I finally got the nerve to peek out the door.

No Purin

I snuck out and look around, and yes! She was gone.

Ok, it wasn't the best ditch in the world, but hey I was only seven.

My troubles were far from over. Every day she came over and over again. "Can Taru-Taru come and play." I could hear her say from my hiding spot behide the coach. "Is Taru-Taru ready yet?" One time she cut across the yard right to my window to peek, good thing I dove under the bed before she saw me. That tells you a lot about Purin Fon, she has no respect for privacy or personal space. The world is her playground and look out below - Purin on the slide!

ST: YAAAY FRIST CHAPIE DONE

Tart: Ya ya whatever :walks off:

ST: Next chapter Purin gets to speak her mind

Purin: REWVIEW PLEASE