AN: Soo, I've decided to attempt an idea that has been stewing over my head for the past couple of days. This isn't my first time doing a fanfiction but it's the first ever H2O fic I've ever done so that's a bit exciting yet terrifying. I got inspired after deciding to rewatch the series. I haven't seen the show in years and it's kinda hilarious to see some of the plots and acting in the show. The first season especially. But anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this and I'm just letting you that I am currently right now in the middle in the second chapter.

Anyway tootles!

Disclaimer: I do not own H2O: Just Add Water or any of the characters but my OC's are all mine!

It happened on one of those 'nothing to do but watch TV' Saturdays.

With my parents away on a holiday and my younger sister sleeping over at a friend's house, you'd think I would've done something super awesome like throw an epic party or go to a club and smash down some potent drinks whilst moving rhythmically against a random stranger; preferably a hot sexy one if possible...that is the socially accepted norm for an 18 year old girl, right?

Well I guess that's where you got it all wrong, because 'normal' and 'I' are just never mentioned in the same sentence when it comes to a girl like me. I mean! Just look at what my situation was and see what you would've done in my place; Saturday night, no one home, total freedom and no responsibilities. But what was I doing? Lazing around on the lounge with a bowl of chocolate chip icecream, watching a TV show that was cheesy, over dramatic and full of clichés but then again just overall funny, heartwarming and magical...it was also a show meant for kids. in saying that though, I had always been the biggest kid at heart. Ever since I could remember I always had my head with the fairies, imagining myself as a fierce powerful princess, a dangerous and fearless pirate or beautifully graceful mermaid...

But that was before my life took the ultimate U-turn. Not necessarily a turn for the worse but definitely not one for the best. And it all began on that fateful, boring night with me watching a show about three girls dealing with the changes and issues of being teenage mermaids.

Yeah.

It's about to get weird real quick.

I don't know exactly how or why it happened, I just know that it did. All I could remember was that one moment I was on the edge of my cushion with my scrumptious icecream dripping unnoticed down my leg as I watched Cleo jump into the moonpool fully clothed and then the next second my eyes were blinded by an all consuming light. In the entire length of one second I had no idea of whom I was, where I was at or why everything seemed to be so deafeningly loud and yet way too silent all at once. My skin didn't not what was hot or cold, my eyes didn't know whether it was dark or light. Every single part of me was just going into sensory overload and my mind was trying too hard to catch up. For one second I felt everything, from pain to pleasure, anger to sadness, happiness to meloncholy, freedom to entrapment. And then the next second there was nothing...

All but the soothing sounds of waves lapping down the shore of a calm beach. And it was at this moment that my mind decided that it had enough and chose to give in, shutting down all it's major systems and promptly making me fall unconscious to the rough sandy ground. Oh yeah. I was in for some major surprises in the morning, and not to mention a crick in the neck.