EDIT- Sorry I forgot to do this earlier ^^' My bad!

This is my first story I published and I can't wait to see what you all think. I've got school so I won't be updating as often as I want to, but don't worry! I will update!

Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Oda-sensei!

All Tori could do was stare.

And stare, and stare, and stare.

The paper in front of her tortured her as it stared at her and taunted her, making fun of her artist's block.

Especially since it was rare for Tori to have artist's block; but for some reason, it was becoming quite frequent.

It was like someone put a sponge inside her brain and soaked up all of her good ideas for drawing, from characters to backgrounds to weird doodles.

And honestly, she hated it. She hated it all.

She hated having artist's block, she hated her average life, and she hated what gave her the artist's block; the only thing she could think of for days.

The words he said cut right through her like a knife. She was hurt, scared, confused.

Her muse was forever gone from her eyes.

Tori shook her head wildly. 'I gotta get him out of my head. He's gone. We're done. There's no reason to be sad anymore.' Sighing, she stared at the picture of the both of them at the park. It shocked her that that was only two months ago. They were so happy then. Everything was so perfect; she thought nothing could go wrong.

Oh how naive wrong she was.

'We've been broken up for two weeks. So…' She closed her eyes; pictures of the two of them flowed through her mind. 'Why does it still hurt?'

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Startled by the sudden noise, Tori stared at her clock, the alarm going off at 7:30.

'Finally, Friday, the last day of school. Hopefully Elliot can help me get out of my funk.'

Getting up Tori took a shower, got on a black tank top and a plaid pastel rainbow flannel shirt along with white shorts and black wedge-heeled flip-flops.

She walked into the living room of the two bedroom apartment while putting her long dull brown hair into ponytail, the smell of eggs and bacon wafting from the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen, she saw a plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and a glass of orange juice. Her blue eyes skimming over the note from Kristen, her "mother". Grabbing piece of bacon she silently read the note.

"Your father and I had to leave early for work for an emergency meeting in Taiwan. We'll be gone for a couple of weeks. Have a good day!"

-Mommy

Although she didn't want to be rude, she couldn't help but feel like barfing at the "mommy" part. She hated the fact they not only treated her like she was five, but also the fact that they pretended that last week never happened. She knew she was adopted, they told her themselves! So why they acted like it never happened confused her.

'Guess that's one more thing to add to the 'What I Hate' list.'

Checking the clock she realized it was 8:00. Cursing, she quickly grabbed her backpack, locked the door and headed out to school.

Arriving at school with minutes to spare, Tori parked her bike and headed inside, her best friend Elliot waiting for her next to her locker.

Elliot and Tori had been best friends since they were ten- as far as she can remember. She lost her memory in an accident when she was ten, and can't remember anything from when she was younger. That was how she got adopted.

Anyways, back to Elliot.

Elliot was the girl Tori always wanted to be. She was fun, wild, free, and didn't care about what other people would think, and punch them if they told her otherwise.

Tori, however, was shy, naïve, quiet, and always cared about what other people thought of her. It was hard for her to open up to anyone other than Elliot, including Kristen and Jack.

Elliot was also gorgeous. She had blonde, curly hair, the brightest and most beautiful green eyes she has ever seen, including an incredible body with the right curves and the right bust.

Tori was the polar opposite. As described earlier, she had long, straight, dull brown hair, and drab blue eyes. And her body- she was a freaking twig. Barely any curves and not even a size above an A-cup.

Not to mention Elliot had flawless tan skin, while Tori had pale skin with freckles on her face.

Looking around, Elliot spotted Tori in an instant, excitement sparkling in her eyes.

"'Sup Tor! How's your day going?"

"Well, my so called "parents" left town for two weeks leaving only a note, I was almost late for school, and I've got artist's block, so…" staring back into her now filled locker, she sighed.

"A pretty shitty day."

Elliot sighed. She couldn't believe the shitty luck her best friend was having. First dumped, then abandoned, then having writer's block for artists…She just couldn't believe she wasn't uber-depressed.

"Wow. No wonder you were late. You know juniors and seniors with great grades get the last day off, you know."

Tori sighed. "I know, I just didn't want to be some depressed weirdo who sits around a lot with a face like they were thinking of ways of how to kill themselves."

Elliot raised an eyebrow. "And where the hell did you get that from?"

"A line from a Naruto fanfiction." Elliot chuckled.

"Of course you did."

BRRIIINNGG!

"Well, better head to home base. See you at lunch." Tori waved to the receding Elliot. "And by the way, don't forget about the fair this afternoon!"

Tori rolled her eyes. "I know, I know. See ya!"