A/N: This is my first One Piece and first 'girl falls into One Piece' fic, so please Read and Review! I do not own One Piece, but I wish I did... I won't post any more chapters till I get the minimum requirement of reviews(evil laughter in background) so enjoy, and please review! Or I shall come for your soul... On with the chappy!

"Hello":Speech

'Hello': Thought

Enter, Kelly Joan Graile~! The Beginning of a new Adventure!

"Yeah, Mom, I know, yes, yes, no! Ugh, Mom, can we talk later, I've got a lot of unpacking to do before I head out to my first lecture of the year." I argued with my mom on the phone.

Hi! My name is Kelly Joan Graile. I know, I have an unusual last name, but I love it. I'm 6'2" and I have brown hair, yellow eyes and what could be considered a "sexy body" if I just displayed it more, but nah, I prefer hiding it behind loose sweaters and t-shirts. I'm half-Japanese, though the only thing you can tell about that are my eyes and by the way, I have really bad eye sight so I wear a pair of blue rimmed glasses.

Anyways, I'm 17 years old and right now I'm in my new dorm at the University of Pennsylvania. You might be thinking "Hey, why is 17 year old in one of the best colleges in the world?" my answers is that I have a higher IQ than most people. Hah! What do you think I was here for, a tour?

Moving on... I'm a big anime fan, and my favorite animes are One Piece, Bleach, and Naruto in that order. Now, what was I talking about before my intro? Oh, yeah my argument with my mom.

"But, honey, I'm worried. You're in college, and your only 17! Who knows what one of those boys might do to my little princess..."

"Mom, I'm a black belt in tae kwon do and I have a can of pepper spray with me all the time, and you're doubting my ability to protect my self"

"Yes"

I sweat dropped at her remark. Seriously, I loved my mom a lot, but sometimes she went into Super Over Protective Mom Mode when she should know I can take care of myself. I took a glance at my watch and groaned. It was already 8:12 and I had to be at my lecture by 8:45 and I still hadn't done much.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling sick? Kelly, talk to me!" she said in a stern voice

"Ugh, Mom, calm down. It's just that I don't have time right now. I've barely unpacked anything at all."

"Why didn't you say so? I would have hung up immediately!"

"I have. For the past hour or so."

There was an awkward silence and I thought my Mom had hung up.

"Ohhhhhhhh" she replied and I imagined her face red with embarrassment and realization.

"Honey, I'm so sorry!"

"It's OK Mom, you were only worried about me."

We said our good-byes and we hang up. I decided to just take a shower, and wear the first things I found in my still untouched suit case.

After my shower, I put on a gray v neck, a pair of faded jeans, a black cardigan(don't ask me why, but I really like cardigans), a pair of cranberry Converse and my lucky fedora. I checked the time. '8:27? I guess I have time to get something at Starbucks'. I closed the door behind me and locked it, and set off to the local Starbucks, hoping everything would go smoothly.

"Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!" I muttered as I ran to the lecture hall as fast as I could with my mail bag and a strawberry smoothie in my hand.

"Please tell me I'm not late, please tell me I'm not late..."

I burst into the lecture hall, the teacher looking at me with a weird smile on his face. The students that were already there turned and looked at me, and gave me the same weird look. I just stood there, breathing hard for a few seconds then stood up straight and regained my conposure.

"Hiiiiiiii! Is this Advanced History?" I asked as sweetly as possible in my 'little girl voice'.

The teacher in charge, an old man with hair as white as snow, in an old striped suit, blinked a few times and then gave me a huge grin.

"Ahhhhhh! You must be Ms. Graile! I'm Mr. McElroy, we've been expecting you!"

"That last part sounded kinda creepy..."

His laughter was loud and it resonated across the room. The rest of the students just turned to their previous activities. Mr. McElroy gave me a confused look.

"By the way, why were you running?"

"Hasn't class started yet?"

"Not for a couple of hours if I'm correct."

A silence fell over the two of us.

"Oh." I started to laughing. Well it started as a giggle, then a chuckle, and then a huge laugh that made everyone in the room turn to me.

"Are you alright, miss?" he asked.

I stopped laughing for a second with a huge grin on my face.

"Yes, I'm fine, but please excuse my following behavior"

I went outside and headed to the most isolated place I could find. Then I screamed things that would have made have made even Whitebeard shiver in fear. It took me about 10 minutes to let my frustrations out. I returned inside the hall and saw all of the students looking at me, eyes huge with fear, except Mr. McElroy, who was actually rolling on the floor. Laughing. Literally. He looked at me with his crinkled teary eyes.

"Death (huff) by (giggle) fluffy(laugh) Unicorns?" he asked breathless and still partially laughing.

"What, I believe that can be a very painful death" I answered sarcasticly.

He burst out laughing and I started laughing myself. Hey, what can I say? His laugh was contagious.

"So, when does class start?"

He composed himself and gave me a huge grin.

"You can come back later at around 1:45"

I thanked him and I started heading out the door.

"Oh, and Miss. Graile?"

I turned around to see him smile at me sadly and I kinda got the feeling that I knew him from somewhere.

"Yes?"

He hesitated for a moment and then he grinned

"Please be careful"

"I will"

Even though I had just met the old man, it already felt like we were good friends.

As I walked to my new dorm, I had a good feeling about this place and I knew I was going to like it. You see, I never met my grandpa, or the bas- I mean my father. I only had my mom and my Grams. I loved Mom and Grams, but I wished that I could also meet my Grandpa.

Grams kept telling me he was a great man, but she also said he was an complete idiot. You see, Grams told me that Grandpa had gone of to sea around the time Grams learned that she was pregnant and promised to come back, but he never did, and left Grams heartbroken and leaving Mom fatherless, kinda like me right now.

Mom keeps saying that every woman in our family is destined to fall in love and get her heartbroken, but neither regreted it. I loved my life and my family.

To Bad I wasn't going to enjoy it for much long.

The moment I entered my room, I knew there was something off. Immediately I scanned the room and found a mailbag and my mom's gray tomcat, Felix, staring at me with his owl wise eyes at the foot of my bed.

"Felix? What are you doing here?"

He just meowed at me and rubbed his face against my leg. I picked him up and grabbed the mailbag.

"What's this?"

Before I could open it, I heard a crash in my bathroom. I cautiously tip toed. I set my back to the wall besides the bathroom door.

'What the hell?'

I spun and saw that my toothbrush and my brush were on the floor. But no one was there. I pocketed them and started looking around until I saw the full size mirror and walked up to it. The reflection was a little disturbed so I placed my hand on it's surface. What I didn't expect was that my hand sunk beneath the surface and I felt a tugging sensation. Last thing I remembered was Mr. McElroy in the bathroom doorway and a person behind him smile at me and say something that sounded like "Good Luck"

And you know what?

SCREW THAT!