This is my first fic, so if some things don't make sense or are confusing, just tell me and I will either edit or explain them.
Disclaimer for full story: I do not own Bionicle, Dragons of Pern, or Legend of the Seeker.
BTW, no this is not a crossover, I just use a few elements from the the other story's that I liked.
X's mean point of view has changed, and a line mean change in scene or time.
Today was the day, I was now officially eighteen! So exited was I, that I had woken up just before sunrise to make sure I was completely ready. I used my favorite shampoo, rosemary and mint scented, and gave my hair a fresh coat of blue dye. When I dressed, I wore my favorite pair of ocean blue cargo pants, a deep forest green long sleeve, and slightly oversized black boots. I brushed my thigh length hair and put it into a braid. Even though I'm no fan of makeup, I went to the trouble to put on a layer of smokey eyeshadow, highlighting my emerald eyes; I even went so far as to scrub a small amount of concealer over those pesky freckles that dusted my nose and upper cheeks. When I was as ready as one could be, I went over to Gran's room.
I opened the door ajar, to make sure she was awake, before just barging in; and sure enough, she was sitting in front of her vanity mirror, brushing her silver hair. "Good morning Gran!" I said in a singsong voice. "Oh, good morning Kaylynn," she placed her brush down and turned to me, "oh, aren't you just the spitting image of your mother!" Gran came over and gave me one of her boney bear hugs, it always surprised me how strong someone of her age could be. "Well," she gave me a teasing look, "other than your hair that is," she lifted my aqua braid. I rolled my eyes; I remember how Gran had been at first when I had dyed it, don't you like your beautiful brown hair? In truth, I did not like being a brunette all that much, it always made people who had known my mom tell me just how much I looked like her. Sure I missed her, she was my mom; but to be reminded that she is gone every time I looked in a mirror... I couldn't take it. She had died when I was young, about two; and my dad had left as soon as he heard mom was pregnant; that had left me to be sent to my grandmother's. She was my mother's mother, and was always very kind to me; I don't even know how I could begin to repay her for all she has done for me; She raised me, put me through school, and was my rock in the storm of life.
"Now, before I forget," she reached into her bath robe pocket, retrieving a red envelope with gold writing on it, "happy birthday!" I stared at it curiously, it was written in that silly curricular code Gran had taught me, and it said to my lovely granddaughter; remember, the sky is the limit! "Go on, open it!" I carefully opened it, trying not to tear it too much. When I saw what was inside I gasped; inside was a certificate that stated I had a full scholarship to the college of my choosing. "Gran, this is fantastic! However did you get this?" Gran chuckled, "I knew you would like it; you know those bedtime story's I would tell you?" I nodded, still looking in disbelief at the paper in my hand. "Well, I wrote one down and put in under your name for a writing contest." my jaw dropped, and I looked up, "you did what?" At this she couldn't help but laugh, "come now, you didn't think that job at the flower shop was going to pay for your tuition, now did you?" I smiled, of course that wouldn't pay for college, how silly I was to have thought it could!
Gran put a hand to my head, the teasing smile back to her face, "whats this, a fever?" my smile widened. "Well, I guess this means no school today," we both giggled at the inside joke. Everyone knew about how I was always being sent home 'sick' from school. I really just had an abnormally high body temperature; the doctors could never find a reason for it and it didn't seem to cause any problems, so I was known as the girl with the fever that would never leave. It did get annoying after a while, the teachers always asking if I would like to just take my work home; the nurses and councilors always asking if I was on anything; I would always answer with no, but that didn't stop them from always keeping an eye on me.
When I had gotten down stairs with Gran, while I was insisting that I should be the one to make breakfast today, I found myself in a crowd of my friends and other people from school. "Surprise!" they shouted, leaping out from behind chairs and lamps. "Wow, guys you are amazing!" I couldn't believe that they had all skipped school just to throw me a party! "Well we couldn't let you have all the fun now could we?" said Rai, edging forward through the crowd. "Guess what, we have a whole feast up and ready for ya!" "Yeah, lets eat!" "Come on Kaylynn!" different members of the hockey team cried, ushering me in the direction of the kitchen.
The kitchen table had been expanded, with the help of some coffee tables and night stands. Balloons hung to the ceiling, their strings dangling down in front of the face. There were presents, of various shapes and sizes, stacked by the sliding glass door that lead to the back yard. They sure were right about it being a feast! The table was piled high with eggs, hash browns, pancakes, orange juice, bacon, milk, butter, crepes, jelly, fruit, and muffins. I was taken by surprise, when a couple of cheerleaders hoisted me up on their shoulders and plonked me into the seat at the head of the table. I soon heard singing behind me. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" I turned in my chair to find Rai coming up behind me with an peculiar omelet, for it had a candle sticking out the top. Soon everyone had joined in on the song, when it was over I closed my eyes and made a silent wish as I blew out the candle. There were cheers of "Yay!" "To another year!" "What did you wish for?" "Open my present first!"
After the 'birthday omelet', we all served ourselves and sat around for presents. The hockey team had all pitched in for a mountain pass to go snowboarding this winter; the cheerleaders, embarrassingly enough, had gone to Victoria's Secret and got me hot pink and lacy bras and underwear; many other presents followed, but none were as memorable as what Rai had gotten me. It was a simple small box wrapped in silver paper, inside it overflowed with blue tissue paper; it took a few moments of digging to actually find the present. In the bottom of the box was one of the most beautiful necklaces I have ever seen; it had a perfectly polished quarter sized medallion, with an engraving of some sort of mask with three slashes in each cheek and a circular mouth; and three glittering stones on either side of the medallion, one of blue, red, green, black, brown, and white. "Rai, thank you," I whispered as I hugged him. He kissed me on the cheek, "you're welcome, I'm just glad you like it, darling."
Today had been one of the best! I had spent it with friends, family and my boyfriend, what could be better? I'm sitting on the roof, watching the sun set, while pondering this. All of a sudden, there is a warm spot on the dip in my collar bone. What in the world?