A/N: As far as I know, this is the first Ariel/Aurora pairing! Therefore, the ship name 'Auriel' is mine. Sort of sounds like Sebastian when he says Ariel :)

If this ship becomes popular, remember that I was the first.

A big thank-you to I'm. Aware. Unf. She's inspired me into pieces.

And to each of my tumblr friends, thanks muchly for occupying my mind. I LOVE YOU.

This is my first fanfic everrr...so, please.

"Why does this have to be so delicious?" I place my strawberry-banana smoothie on the picnic table, taking one last sip. My friends acknowledge me, quickly getting back to their laugh fest with the neighboring table. I encounter this every day. It's a daily routine, eating lunch out here. I sigh, straightening my dark pink dress and dropping my bag in the grass. It's fairly quiet in the school's courtyard, and I'm actually very impressed with the way the greenery is kept. The grass is lush and bright, and the plants lining the brick wall are happy, the way their leaves perk up, stems without blemishes, petals nowhere near ripping. I smile, because really, they smiled at me to begin with. Okay, enough of this shit.

We're a prime quartet, Flora, Fauna, Merryweather and me. I know that we're always seen together, whether it's walking in the halls, shopping for dresses, hanging out after school, or at my house, washing my car, screaming when the ice-cold water hits our skin. That's one of my favorite memories. I've washed cars since I was three, wearing cheap rubber flip flops, splashing around in the soap suds, a murky mixture in the bucket, trails of bubbles flowing down my driveway. Except for when the four of us are getting along, I piss them off the most. One day, I just know it, they're gonna leave me. Leave me with nothing. It's as if each of them has a gift, and they've influenced me equally. Like they carry hidden magic wands.

Fauna combs through her straight, light brunette hair, a look of displeasure spread across her face. I glance at her and then away again, thinking the look has to do with me. I didn't do anything, did I? Once again, the cycle starts a new round. A tinge of depression spots itself in my eyes.

"Aurora, do you have any lotion?" Flora looks up at me gently, setting down her vegetarian sandwich. She's older than me by five months, and I have to say, she definitely acts on it. Her eyes wander over my bag on the ground, knowing I do have lotion; I just hesitate to let people use my stuff.

"Um yeah." I fish the raspberry lotion out of the largest pocket, handing it to Flora, dumping my tote on the grass once again.

Merryweather is looking around at everything. She's the youngest of all of us and very observant and smart. However, she can be a total bitch sometimes. "I already speak German," she says to the person on the other end of her phone call, fists clenching on the weathered wood of our table. I hear the other person say in pieces "I'm sorry" and "You've lost your chance", followed by "Sorry again, goodbye." Merryweather slams her phone down, groaning. "Stupid people won't let me go to Germany for the summer, even when I told them all the things good about me and my fluidity in the language. Bastards. There's no reason why this is acceptable, you know you guys? It's not fair, after everything I tried to get myself into this program." When Merryweather speaks, her words come out in bursts, never-ending sentences of two emotions: either enthusiasm or hatred. "Ugh," she looks at the glass door, which leads out here. "Oh. Who's that?" she says and squints her eyes. I follow her gaze across the courtyard.

I'm one for soaking in and analyzing everything, and once I find an avenue through someone else, it's priceless. My eyes find the point at the end of the ray. It's a girl. A new girl. And it's not the type of girl who would regularly be seen here. There's something about her, at first glance that makes me think whoa. I try not to stare, but I've never let my eyes linger on someone for so long. It's just…she glows. Radiates. Maybe it's her blue hair. Or that ghostly skin so pale that if she were naked, she'd easily blend in with the snow. There's something about her so mysterious, that seems as if she's come here from a whole new world, or planet even. And I like it. She's something fresh, new. Something waiting to be ruined. Awaiting anything. And there's a shell inside of me screaming, OHMIGOD CAN I JUST KNOW YOU AND BE YOUR BEST FRIEND.

But once again, I'm halted. She probably doesn't want to be around an airy goody-two-shoes like me.

There's a worried look on her face, flawless eyebrows crinkled together, lips formed into a false smile. I want to learn her. I want to know her. Because just by looking, she's someone from my dreams.

"What the hell?" Merryweather's voice suddenly breaks in. She's still watching the new girl, frowning. "Well that's something new."

They make me mad, the things Merryweather says. I want to tell her to shut up, to think over her snide remarks. That's when I come in with the role as a savior, because if she insults someone I care for in the slightest bit, well, I'll do anything to make her take what she said back.

And this…this girl on the other side of the courtyard, this girl with the bright hair…I feel for her.

Flora lifts her head. "Her name is Ariel." She swallows her bite of sandwich, wiping her mouth with a pink and white napkin. "She's in my science class. Our unit right now is oceanography, and she's, like, really smart. She knows her stuff front and back. She's outsmarted our teacher seven times."

I look over to where the girl named Ariel has sat down, in the grass beside the small stone birdbath. I toss my smoothie in the trash and gawk. "That's…interesting," I say facing Flora, eyes straining to stay on Ariel. She's beautiful. "She's really pretty, don't you think?"

Flora and Fauna nod. Merryweather straightens and raises a dark eyebrow. "Might want to do something about that hair…," she says under her breath. I'm just about done with her.

Ideas dart through my head, all relating to one compelling plan. I want to get to know Ariel. I want to get close. And I'll do what I have to.

A/N: Hey there, lovelies.

DO NOT HATE my poor unfortunate soul for changing the setting completely. And the characters' looks. Well, the fairies remain the same...but I just did what I felt was right. And I wanted it to be more modern, cause really, it'll be a big help with the way this fic is gonna turn out. Everything WILL be clarified sooner or later. Besides, who doesn't love a good twist? Things are exxtremelyy vague right now, but just wait.

I'm a voyager in this ship, a hopefully refreshing one, and I need reassurance.

Please, please review!