Hey there this is my first story I have ever written so try not to die of boredom. I would enjoy it if all your criticism is constructive because I believe that when people review it should help you get better at writing not make them want to stop.

This story is about a young girl who is bored of her life at school and decides to run away to find adventure, excitement, and more than just a touch of romance.

Cloud: Would you please just quit with the dramatics and start the story?

Leon: Yeah, I'm sure they want to read it themselves.

Me: Fine, just hush already! Anyway, the story begins…

It was a peaceful end to another boring day, Sarah was returning from her school on Hope Island. It was a pain, every morning she had to wake up at six am, go from Destiny Island to Hope Island, and run from the boat for almost twenty minutes just to squeak through the door, into the classroom, without being tardy. She was fed up with it. The dock to Destiny Island came into sight. Sarah looked down, into the water. She saw her reflection and studied her features. She was a young girl, rather short for her age of sixteen, but she was very beautiful. She had long straight black hair that reached a little past her shoulders. Her vibrant blue eyes were slanted slightly, and she had tan skin as smooth as marble. She stood up. Now she could see her well formed body that she was blessed with. The curves she had gotten from her mother's side of the family. These curves occasionally had the power to make a boy at school say something pleasing about her beauty in another language. Unfortunately for them, her mom insisted she know most other languages commonly used, and it seemed that their comments evolved to more vulgar ideas and that left them with bruises and cuts and her in perfect health and detention for the next few days.

At the moment she was wearing baggy brown pants and a black tank-top. Of course, she had her favorite two small earrings made from the rarest of metals, called orihalcum because it is the only metal she wasn't allergic to. They were small but intricate. They had three inter-twining rods and on their ends were a blaze gem, a frost gem, and a thunder gem. She also had her necklace which was also made from orihalcum. Hanging on it was a simple guitar pick made from a lucid crystal. Her uncle, who bought her these trinkets when she turned fifteen, spared no expense. Then the dock obscured her reflection. Sarah jumped off before the boat finished docking. While in the air, she came to a decision. She decided that she would run away; even if she could only last a couple days. She could hang out at the Island she and her friends went to every day after school. She landed on the dock, nodded to herself, and headed home to get her things.

"How was school, honey?" Sarah heard her mom ask from the living room. It seemed she was just getting ready for a nap. That was perfect as far as she was concerned.

"Meh," she grunted in reply as she always did, that way her mom wouldn't suspect anything. As quickly and quietly as she could, Sarah packed the things she needed to live. She packed a few extra pairs of clothes, food for a while, her favorite black ribbon, which helped her concentrate, the guitar she had, her kitten and of course her swords. Her swords were different than most. One was a Katana she held in her main hand. It was at least two feet longer than a normal sized katana. She could swing it faster than a moderately skilled instructor could follow, with only three quarters of her true speed. However, when anyone else tried to pick it up it was so heavy they could barely swing it a fourth of what they could with their regular swords. It had a black hilt with a long blade with a serrated edge that looked more like fire rather than the regular curve. The other sword she possessed was also strange. Its blade was slightly curved up, had smooth edges that would obviously hurt, and it was shorter than a regular katana. It seemed to gleam with the desire to protect her every time she took it from its scabbard. She mostly used it for defense but seldom needed it and used it only when the need was dire.

Once Sarah had all she needed she opened her window and crept out onto the roof. If she learned anything from being late to class it was how to sneak quietly. Without making a sound she moved quickly across the roof before jumping off and landing on the ground next to a tree she would normally use to sneak back in. Then she ran down the path as fast as she could to reach her boat and paddle to the Island where her friends were probably waiting for her.

After fifteen minutes of paddling she arrived at the Island. On the dock were her friends. There was her older sister, Anna, who was going to college on Blessed Island and her boyfriend, Nick, who was going to the same college. They were in each other's arms watching the sunset when she jumped off her boat and onto the dock. "Where are the rest?" Sarah asked them.

"They're at the top of the tree house shooting targets," Anna replied lazily.

"Thanks," she replied. She made her way up the maze of ladders with ease and found them just as they loosed their arrows at the target across the tree, at least thirty feet away. They all hit but the only one to get near the center rings was the person she admired most. His name was Riku. He always seemed happy about something, he was handsome, wore cooler cloths than anyone else on the Island, had long silver hair that waved around his head in what seemed to her like slow-motion as he turned his head toward her to simply say "Hey there, Sarah."

"H-Hi!" she responded snapping out of her daze. Then she realized the others were there and said, "Hi guys"

"Late again I see," retorted Kairi. That was true Sarah thought, she was almost never on time and usually school was the only thing her friends knew she had an excuse for.

"Stop being so hard on her," Sora told Kairi in a mock-stern voice, "You just as bad."

"Quiet!" she told him openly, "She doesn't know that!" At this everyone laughed, everyone knew Kairi was late just as much as she was. It was also obvious to Riku and Sarah that Sora and Kairi liked each other more than friends, they just hadn't seen it themselves yet.

"Anyway, I have something I need to tell you guys," Sarah said as she prepared to tell them her plan. "I have decided to run away and live on the Island." Her friends stared at her with open-mouthed shock; even Riku was wide-eyed with surprise. On that note the whole Island began to shake and rise into the air…

Me: Muahahaha! Cliffhanger! So, please tell me what you think of my first chapter ever written.

Yuffie: Also please don't use any flaming weapons while reviewing as they seem to burn up this poor writer's umm… what's it called?"

Vincent: Passion

Me: Shh! Anyway, please review. Everyone who does will receive a cyber-hug, and an internet kiss… Unless you're male then you will receive a manly digital-handshake instead. Also both sexes get a reply from yours truly. Until we meet again.

Sarah: Bye!