Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Or The All-American Rejects. I do own, however, the characters in this story I have created, Terrace Mountains and everything and everyone in it, Lucrece Academy is mine, and all costume designs. (which you can view on once I get a new account) And I understand that I don't have paragraphs, I just have a paragraph. I'm not good at breaking it up.


Prologue: Waking Up to the Radio

The sun was just rising over the bay, coming up over the horizon. Through the gap in the curtains, it peeked into the bedroom and danced on the purple bed sheets as the wind blew. The lump in the bed stirred as her dream clouds faded, and she saw the darkness of the back of her eyelids. She sat still, relaxing, when the speakers started to blare with the sound of distortion.

"AHHH!" she cried as she sat up, grabed a throw pillow, and launched it at the speaker. It bounced off as the music continued, the girl still sitting there panting. A voice came on the station as she floped back onto her bed.

"Good morning Lucrece Academy! This is your wake-up call and your morning announcer, Feliz, here with your current weather, your school announcements, and of course your daily recommended dose of distortion in the morning! I'll keep playin' this and let you guys wake up. Now we have Dance Inside by The All-American Rejects, one of my favorite bands! Enjoy."

She laughed to herself and sat up again. "Feliz, you drink way too much coffee in the morning.", she said before getting up and opening the curtains.

The morning sun shone on her brilliant black hair and in her sapphire eyes as she opened the screen and sat out on the ledge. Her lavender nightgown flapped in the breeze and she stared off into what was left of the night sky. "Something's coming." She said quietly and retreated back to her room.


Yeah yeah, not too much excitement. Nothing really, Kingdom Hearts-like yet, but trust me, it's coming! Please comment, and if you have nothing else to say but mean things, at least make it constructive criticism. Hey! See Kro? I can spell it right!

Kro: Yay, good for you. Dope.

Me: He's just mad cuz his girlfriend's in the story with another guy. evil smile

Kro: Huh? Her names not here...reads my character bios

Me: One word: Cameo.