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All right. I think I will actually stick to this one and get better. Usually, I just start a first chapter and stop. But you know what? I like this one. So, yeah. A Kingdom Hearts fanfic. You can't tell from the first chapter, but whatevs.

{chapter.one}

For my fourteenth birthday, I only wanted one thing. It wasn't something you could wrap in a box. Not as far as I know. What I wanted for my fourteenth birthday was an adventure. You know, a fairy tale adventure. A real adventure. Not one of those ones that serious and realistic people dream about, like traveling around the world, or one day becoming an astronaut or something along those lines. No, I wanted one like in an anime or a video game. One didn't happen to just anyone. I knew that it would never come true, but it was all that I wanted, and it's all that I would ever want.

My eyes opened. I knew it was time to get up. My body disagreed. I was still for about ten minutes. Pretty much what I do every morning. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. After putting the clothes I had laid out the night before on, I checked the clock. 6:47. Yay, I had too leave for school in three minutes. Whoop-de-flipping-do. I shoved my D.N.Angel manga in my backpack and walked out the door. My earphones went in my ears, I flicked on my iPod, and started to walk.

Where did the time go? Music has that affect on you, I guess. I was at the door of my high school. I sighed and walked in. The cafeteria was positioned so it was right when you walk in the front doors. The noise of the people eating breakfast was so irritating compared to the ear-pleasing music I was listening to just a minute ago.

I walked down the ninth grade hallway, opened my locker, and placed my binders in it so it was at least semi-organized looking. Then, off to first hour. I was always the first one there; everyone else had friends to talk to and only cared about getting to class when it was neccessary. I pulled out my manga and started reading. The teacher pulled her eyes off of her computer and eyeballed me. Every morning she seemed suprised that I was there. You'd think she'd take a hint after a full semester.

I'm such a loner.

I got lost in my manga, because I didn't even notice everyone pile into the room as the bell rang. Something caught my attention.

"Miss Brown?"

"Hm?" I said, my head shooting up.

"Miss Brown, it's roll call."

"Oh, here," I responded, feeling lost and embarrassed.

She continued on with the roll call. Class was pretty boring. The whole hour, we just worked on what needed to be finished. School pretty much dragged on for two more hours, I sat alone at lunch, reading. Then four more hours ticked by, and I watched the clock the whole time.

I walked home. The cold was, well, cold. So cold. My jacket wasn't strong enough. The wind chill was too much. My walk turned into a jog. Sooner than I planned, I was there.

I found my mom there, giggling and staring into her boyfriend's eyes. I sighed and walked up the stairs. Tomorrow was my birthday, and no one really seemed to give a damn.

I'm usually a pretty tough person, don't get me wrong. There was something about today, though, that just made me cry as soon as I shut the door to my room. Not a loud, balling cry. Tears-streaming-down-your-face-silently crying. I was so alone, and I was sick of it. My life was so boring and dull, and I was sick of it. I at least want someone that cares about me damnit. A friend, at the very least, was all I wanted. But the lonesome outcast having a friend? It's just so out of character. No, that won't do. No one just gives a damn.

I stopped crying. But you know how before you really start crying sometimes, your throat feels really hot, and somehow it tempts you to cry even more? Yeah, I still had that. I gulped and sat on my bed, a last tear slipped down my cheek, and I took a nap.

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"Poor girl. Holds so much power and doesn't even know it. Shall we put her out of her misery?"