((Hello all. This is sarmatianknightwannabe's beta; Bakura Youko. We are friends and she asked me to fix this story so that it makes more sense, and that's what has been done. She re-submitted the entire story because I fixed spelling and grammar. Oh and by the way, for those who don't know this already; this story is told in first person))

My Odd Adventure – Chapter One; Semi-truck don't ask…

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This story is about me; a girl of the 21st century. My name is Kaila, and I have short black hair, really short. My eyes are green with amber. Most people would think that I am small for my age but I'm really not. All of my weight comes from my muscles. Oh and by the way I'm fifteen, if you were wondering. I hope you enjoy my story.

I don't know how it happened. All I remember is walking to school with my backpack minding my own business, and not watching where I was going. When suddenly, this rock decides to trip me, I fall forward and hit my head on the ground.

Next thing I know, I'm in a room being stared at by a young woman. She had black hair and brown eyes. She notices that I'm awake.

"Well hello, how are you feeling?" she asks.

"I feel like I have a convoy of semi-trucks going through my head, but other then that I'm fine." I answer her.

When I say 'semi-truck' the woman gets a confused look on her face. "Semi-trucks? What are semi-trucks?"

"You don't know what a semi truck is?" With a shocked look on my face, "You know a big truck that has eighteen wheels. You can drive it."

She just looks at me like I have lost my mind completely. I start to look around. Everything looks ancient, not one electronic appliance. I then look at her clothing; it looks like the kind of clothing they wore in ancient Rome or something.

"Uh… where am I?" I ask her.

"You are in Sarmatia." She says.

"Sarmatia, never heard of it." I reply. "So what country is it in?"

"Never heard of it!?" She say surprised. "I thought everybody knew about Sarmatia. Especially since Rome takes all of our boys of age to become knights. You're not Roman, are you?"

"No, I'm an American. By the way what is your name? My name is Kaila." I say and ask her.

"My name is Shàre. What is an American?" She asks with a curious look on her face.

"American, you know a person from America. Okay and you said Rome right? Well Rome is just a city and has no legal power to take anybody off their land. They have not done that since the Roman Empire fell about 1500 years ago." I stated, I then think about something and say to her; "This might seem like a really odd question, but what year is it?"

"It's the year 443 A.D. Why?" Shàre' asks.

'Great… if that's true; then everything I know is useless. I basically know nothing about history. Wait… last thing I remember is walking to school with my backpack with about eight books inside it, and I think one of them was a history book. Plus I also had some Tylenol.' I think to myself.

"When you found me; did I have anything with me, like a bag or something?" I ask.

Shàre' thinks for a minute, "Yes, you did. Hold on." She walks to the door and shouts at someone. I couldn't quite make out what she said, but she comes back with my backpack.

She hands me the bag and asks "Is this it?"

"Yeah, thanks. Have you given me anything for pain?"



"No, you need some?" she asks. I shake my head no. I look through my bag and finally find my pop and some Tylenol. I open the pop bottle and it makes a funny sound. Shàre looks at it funny.

"Its soda, you drink it." I tell her after seeing her face. I let her try some. She takes a small sip and starts to cough.

"It burns and bubbles." She says with a shocked look on her face. She hands it back to me and I stick two Tylenol in my mouth and swallow some pop. I take about eight gulps then put the cap back on the pop. She just looks at me like I'm crazy.

"What?"

"Doesn't that bother you?" she asks pointing to the pop bottle.

I look at it. "No, you get used to it." I then take everything out of my backpack. 'Well I guess my homework won't be on time. Lets see here: two math books, English Book, DVD of King Arthur 'I guess I won't be able to watch it', chemistry book, history book, sketch book, and my iPod that has unlimited power.' Since everything was there, I put everything back. Shàre was getting ready to go outside and she asks me if I wanted to join her. I did, so we went out side. I looked around; it looks like a normal village, except for the fact that there were no boys around. 'Weird.' Shàre comes out after me and goes and sits by a fire.

"So, Kaila, why did you ask me what year it was?"

I think about my answer carefully in my head, "Well, because, how do I put this. Everything looks so primitive. The air is to clean, and where I come from there isn't a country called Sarmatia." I reply. She just looks at me like I have totally lost my mind this time.

"What do you mean there's not a country called Sarmatia, and by what do you mean primitive?" she almost yells at me.

"This might be a shock to you, but I'm not from around here. I'm not even from this time. I'm from the year 2005 A.D. The time I'm from, is more technologically advanced. We have running water in almost every building. At least everything is made out of metal, wood, plastic, glass, or some kind of synthetic material. And yes it is finally hitting me that I'm in the past; I'm out of my normal surroundings. And… and… and I give up." With that I start to cry. I start to mumble about probably never seeing my family or friends again. But then I start to think about what I could do here. I could learn about the people, their culture and maybe find a cute guy to call my own. Of course I would have to help out in the chores and hopefully not act too weird, if that's even possible.

"Shh, it is ok. Maybe fate has a purpose for you. And of course you can learn about us. I could use your help. And I don't care if you act weird." With that she starts to cook some food. I lie down and smile.

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(After writing this, my iPod wouldn't charge. Which of course made me mad but I'm happy now that I fixed it.)