A/N: Heyyy its Massiekur-Holababe! I mostly write Clique FanFics, but I'm working on editing my cousin's tsubasa stories. Okay, enough about me. If you wanted to read about me, you'd click on my profile. But you didn't. You clicked on my story, so here it goes…
Oh, yeah, and I almost forgot: Sora-kun and Cloud are not mine. I wish Sora was, but he's nawt. (JESSI-CA HE'S NAWT YOURS EITHER!!!) So I'll keep typing, and Jessi-ca and the other Sora fangirls can keep dreaming…
And this story was inspired by TheKeysUnlocked's story, The Islands of Serenity. These characters are hers, except for Ariana who is my OC. Thnx!
A short intro into my "new" life:
My name is Ariana Easton and I'm thirteen years old. My friends call me Ari, even though I hate it. I live your average life: boring parents, boring suburbia, boring school where everyone is either IN or OUT. The IN crowd are the Pretties. The OUT crowd is known as the Extras, because we're about as significant as extras in a movie. Ha, ha. Until now, that was the funniest thing in my life. I was an Extra. What the Pretties don't know is that life is SOOOO much more fun when you haven't traded your soul for a pleated cheerleader skirt. How much more beautiful the world is when you don't swap your brain for endless parties. They never see that side. And if they ever have, they forget it once they hit Pretty-dom. Or, as my friends and I call it, Pretty-doom. There's also a group below us, they're the people who got into the Pretties, but "betrayed" them and were kicked out. The Pretties protect their own, I guess, because the traitors are totally destroyed. They're called Nobodies, and there are only about 5 of them. There are others, sure, who are freaks or not willing to be Extras, but they hardly count.
So here I am, an Extra, and loving it. But then my parents told me something I never knew before: I was literally an extra.
I was never supposed to exist.