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Edit/ Fixed this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any other animes/video games I mention in here. I may have bought some to play, but no, I don't own the rights to them. Oh poopy. Same thing goes with the songs. I don't really own anything except for my fish, Moshi (He really owns me though). This isn't even my computer.

Chapter One: The Beginning

"Look at me, you may think you see who I really am, but you'll never know me. Everyday, it's as if I play a part. Now I see, if I wear a mask I can fool the world, but I cannot fool my heart. Who is that girl I see? Staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show who I am inside?"

I laid on my bed listening to a soft murmur of Jpop while reading a magazine. I knew I should have been asleep or studying for my exam coming up, but noooo. The inevitable would occur; I was going to fail that math test. Heck, I always fail. And anyway, I'd rather sit around and draw or read. I felt my legs getting cold, so I pulled my blanket over them. Stupid big room, always so damn cold. I looked at my clock on the wooden shelf I had made in Tech Ed. It was 1 AM. "So much for getting enough sleep." I muttered, setting the mag down. I got out of bed and fiddled around for my CD player to listen to some music to fall asleep to. Jazzmin, my dog, jumped up onto the end of my bed and got settled. As I turned off the light and crawled into bed, I had a strange unsettling feeling about the next day, which I brushed off. You're prolly just nervous about the test...I thought as I drifted off.

My name is Passion and I go to school, like a good kid. I get good grades and I'm in all above grade level classes, like a good kid. I get along with all my teachers, like a good kid. I'm a cheerleader, but not the common stereotype. I play tons of sports and I rock at swimming. I have plenty of friends who all love me and keep me safe. I'm pretty easy going and well rounded. I have my fair share of problems, such as a dysfunctional family, but I mean, who doesn't? Blah blah blah blah blah. On the outside, my accomplishments look really good and I seem like a good person (I guess), but I always feel a sort of tugging on the inside, like I'm missing something important.

Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I don't even realize that I'm looking at myself. I feel like a different person looking at a stranger. Some people say that I'm deep because of how I think and what I question, but I'm only questioning things that make me feel... I don't know. It's like, my name for instance. Aren't names only labels we use to identify people? It's no different then calling a soup can, a soup can. But we put such a sentimental value on our names. It's kinda weird.

At school

I scribbled down some of the class work on a sheet of paper. I was almost down our routine warm up. Routine... That's what everyday was like. Same old same. I wanted to break out of it...somehow. I was done, so I set down my pencil. Pam was, of course, done before me.

Pam is one of my closest friends. I met her at IMS in the 6th grade. I was new because we had just moved. We didn't exactly get along, but when we were forced to go to a new middle school (our neighborhood was redistricted) in the 7th grade, we kinda clicked and became the best of friends. Pam is in all above level classes, just like me. She has dirty blonde/light brown hair and light brown eyes, almost honey in color, which usually hid behind glasses (unless she was 'cured' magically like on some days). Pamela was extremely studious and nearly never failed a test.

"Okay students, time to go over your work." My teacher began talking. I yawned. This is such a long day... I opened up to a blank sheet of paper in my notebook and began to draw. Screw listening, I never pay attention anyway. After about five minutes, I was bored with drawing (ADD?), so I began going through my folder. After flipping through a few pages advertising summer school programs and criteria lists, I found a green sheet of paper. It looked like a permission slip for a field trip, but wasn't in our schools name. Hmmm, I skimmed it and found it was about some 2 day trip to a museum and tour in DC for a select few people. It was no charge and a bus would be here in two daysat 6 PM to pick us up. The letter even had a pass for missed class on it. Something seemed a little weird about this, so I decided that after class I'd ask Pam, Carolyn, and Amber if they'd gotten one. As I put the form back into my folder, I looked at my teacher. Big mistake. If you make eye contact with a teacher, they will call on you. Good thing I knew the answer...

At lunch that day, I sat with Pam and Carolyn outside. Once our group had semi left, I pulled out the green sheet.

"Did you guys get this? I never remember getting it, but apparently it's for me and was in my folder." Amber picked it up and began reading the document. Amber is a genius child. She is in math that is like, 4 above her grade level. Of course, she's Chinese so it fit's the whole stereotype (which I teased her for frequently). Amber is extremely funny and sarcastic. I met her back at IMS, but I had known her in the first grade. She was such a cutie pie as a child and now had that whole, 'Cool Asian' look going on.

"Yeah, I remember getting something like this. I threw it out though." she said, tweaking her glasses.

"Lemme readdddd!" Carolyn said, taking the paper from Amber. Her eyes darted quickly across the page and she did a few small jumps. "We should go! I think I still have mine!" she said, setting the paper on the table. I had met Carolyn at IMS also. She and Pam had been friends for a while before I came in 6th grade. Carolyn was very upbeat and fun to be around and, like all my friends, she was gorgeous. She had short chestnut hair and medium brown eyes. She used to wear glasses back at IMS, but now she wore contacts.

Pam slowly picked up the paper and began to read it. "I doubt my parents would ever let me go though, plus I have to baby-sit."

"Pssht." I said, "You have to go. Mine probably won't either, but like, beg them." I stood up and faced everyone. "Let's all make a resolution to go and have an adventure!" I said, pumping my fist in the air. "We could sure enough use a two day vacation. It'll be great..." All of them nodded.

"Let's do this; it's time to break away from routine!" Carolyn said.

"Yeah, fight the man!" Amber exclaimed, causing us to look at her. "I mean, uh, yeah! No routine! Whooo..." Laughter bubbled up from our group as we made a promise to take this small trip.

The Next Day

I arrived at school a little early and headed to my locker. It hadn't been hard, surprisingly, the night before trying to get my parents to let me go. They just say yes, which never happened... I had also called Lisa, to fill her in on what we were doing. She went to a different school, but I had met her at UMS, the middle school I had been redistricted to. Lisa was Chinese and had perfect black hair; an extremely attractive exotic look. She was calm at times, but made the funniest expressions. Whenever I felt down, I knew I could turn to her. As it turned out, she had gotten the exact same thing and was going. She had been the only person at the school to receive one as far as we knew. I brushed it off as a coincidence.

Carolyn, Amber, and Pam were already at the lockers. They all had both hands behind their backs. "Did you guys ask your parents?" I asked, hoping they all could do it.

"Yep." They said in unison.

"And...?" They all smiled and revealed what they had been holding; the passes to leave class. "YAY!" We were all going, I hoped that it would be an adventure...

Short short short, I know. The next chapter will have some action in it, I promise. And by the 3rd chapter, KH will come into play.