Hi Everyone this is a slightly edited version of the original first chapter I had posted. I'm currently attempting to edit all of my existing chapters and apologize for the lack of updates due to this.

I'm hoping that you all aren't to mad at me, but this story is one of those where my inspiration comes and goes.

Anyway I hope you enjoy my take on a self insert/Oc story

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece

"10 minutes left in class I can do this"

Her arm was already so sore though, and if she could only just close her eyes

Nope won't do it these notes will be on the test got to focus...

Her eyes closed, head falling of the hand it rested on jerking her back awake. Looking around for a few seconds bewildered the girl sighed in defeat and put her head down on the desk with a quiet thump.

Math class, 7th period, we see a prime example of a teenage girl fighting through a severe case of sleep deprivation. Fable Deliah Sun, student at Freeman High School, was doing her very best to survive through the last period of the day, as her control on consciousness had begun to slip. Great now I'm narrating my life in third person what next my lovely delirious brain.

"Fae! Hey wake up, Mrs. Godwin will notice you, hey!" I felt a gentle prodding in my side, I groaned in response to the hushed whispers too tired to form coherent sentences. "Fae wake up now or I'm going to tell your mom that you're the one who broke the computer!"

I struggled, blinking my eyes rapidly and lifted my head slowly to look at my awakener. I was greeted with the sight of my best friend Minerva looking down at me with worry in her blue eyes. I probably looked like a zombie, as much as I felt like one and I had no idea how Minerva managed to look bright and awake as always even when we were well into a very long math lecture.

"You wouldn't dare." My friends face blurred as I blinked rapidly, before putting my head back in my arms.

"Fae you can't go to sleep. This is all on the test Tuesday and you know I suck at explaining math."

I sighed, pinching my already red arm and focused back on the teacher who was now explaining how to write angle proofs. Even though I was awake my brain still felt like jelly and my hand mindlessly started to write down the segment addition postulate, not even stopping when I missed the line that was supposed to be written on. I caught Minerva's gaze in the corner of my eye, she had finished her notes(the overachiever) and was now looking at my paper in disgust.

"I have no idea how you get better grades than me in this class even when your notes are atrocious."

"Oh shush up," I grumbled "Your locker is probably a thousand times worse than my notes."

"Hey it's not that bad!"

"Puh-lease I'm not the most organized person in the world and even I can't stand the mess in there, one of these days I swear I'm going to burn everything in it."

Minerva just rolled her eyes and turned back to her paper, she was already so used to my insults that she had become a pro at ignoring me.

"Bring Bring Bring"

"Oh thank god." I was jamming my binder back into my bag as soon as I heard the end of my suffering, tuning out Mrs. Godwin who was finishing up the class and saying something about studying.

I stood up slinging my black Underarmour backpack over my shoulder, filled with renewed energy and waited impatiently for Minerva to finish packing her bag. My friend stood up flipping long blond hair over her shoulder causing some of the boys behind her to drool. I rolled my eyes and mentally face palmed at their stupidity, as one of the braver ones called out her name.

I'm pretty sure his name was John. All I knew was that the kid was hella annoying in history, the one class I actually enjoyed, so obviously he was not my favorite person in the world. It was a fact that he had a thing for Minerva, and he wasn't as subtle about it as he thought. Praise the lord my friend had better sense than giving in to a douche bag like that. I stepped to the side and walked to the door before pausing to wait for my friend, giving the two space as he walked up to greet her.

John was... the jerk in ultimate frisbee who wouldn't pass to girls or would show off and take the game way too seriously( I mean come on it's frisbee the thing takes forever to hit the fucking ground, how hard is it really?). Basically he was one of those kids popular, but dumb, annoying, and had to be the constant center of attention.

Lots of girls thought he was the greatest thing, with his perfect blond hair and "Soulful" brown eyes. Personally, I didn't really think he was all that hot, but Minerva says it's because my standards are too high. She is totally right though, after discovering anime and the hot Bishounen that come along with it none of the awkward tenth grade boys could even begin to compare with a hottie like Gray from Fairy Tail, especially when he frequently loses his clothes showing off his washboard abs and wonderful shoulders (Oh thank you Hiro Mashima).

John wasn't the only boy drooling over my bestie though, especially with the way she looked. I let my mind wander standing there impatiently waiting for my friend to ditch her admirer watching her laugh at something he said her blue eyes twinkling like stars and head swinging back slightly, swaying long golden hair effortlessly.

I sighed, I wasn't going to say I envied my friend, really could care less about what guys in the real world thought about me, and Minerva really was the nicest girl you would ever meet. She once called me every night for a straight week when she'd heard I'd gotten a concussion just to check up on how I was feeling (I mean if that isn't a bestie for life, than fight me). It was just that sometimes I wished I could be half as good as her, talk to people effortlessly the way she did. I was friendly and not afraid of talking, but she just had a way of making everyone like her, even the teachers who for the love of god never replied to any attempt of friendliness I made.

Most people would look at us and wonder why on earth we were friends, I mean the knockout blonde with gorgeous blue eyes impeccable makeup and hair, who dressed fashionably in a cute sweatshirt from abercrombie, paired with leggings over sculpted legs and cute Adidas sneakers.

Compared to the nerdy asian girl who no one knew played three different sports, wore a pair of grey sweatpants, a green low neck t-shirt and combat boots to hide her huge calves, that were partly genetic and partly from years of playing soccer. A girl with average asian hair just a little past her shoulders, small light brownish eyes, talked way too much about anime, and did homework while listening to Nightcore. We were a pretty strange pair to say the least.

The thing that people didn't know and gave us something in common, is that Minerva is totally a closet fangirl who had seen more K-pop videos than Pretty little liars, and watched just enough anime to keep a civil conversation with a true otaku. She doesn't really like to tell people that, and I don't judge so we stay that way the odd pair, the beauty and the beast.

"So let me get this straight you want to come over to my house this Saturday?" Minerva's voice broke me out of my thoughts, and I could hear the obvious rejection coming, from the way her voice went up in slight disbelief at, "this Saturday."

As John nodded I fought hard to keep a straight face watching my friend prepare for a full out rejection.

"Sorry no can do I have plans this weekend. How about never, does never sound good to you?"

She didn't bother waiting for a reply turning away from him and walking to the door. As soon as she was right next to me I turned and followed her out of the door ignoring the calls of "BURNNNN." behind me, trying so hard not to break out in laughter. We finally got a fair distance away from the class before I couldn't hold it back anymore. People passing us in the hallways gave me funny looks and Minerva just rolled her eyes as she dragged me the rest of the way to our bus, laughing so hard it hurt.

When we sat down in our usual seats I had calmed down just enough to breathe again, Minerva just sat there in silence knowing the best way to shut me up was to ignore me.

"HA HA... Oh man did you see his face? He had no clue what hit him." My best friend smirked at that.

"He was asking for it I've turned him down like 5 times this week as gently as possible, guy just can't take a hint."

"Oh Mini, I'm so proud of you."

I patted her on the back

"I mean nice and sweet little Mini who can't even hurt a fly just dissed the biggest f***boy in our grade, it's nice to see even you can get pissed."

"You know that wasn't even close to me being pissed."

I shook my head smiling at my friends sass.

"How long have you been waitin to use that cliche line?" I asked.

"2 weeks" My friend chirped back happily.

The bus engine started with a spluttering sound and the whole vehicle started humming; the line of buses in front of us pulled out one at a time. I rubbed at my arm unconsciously in an attempt to soothe the dull throb of pain.

"I swear that's the 4th time this week that you've almost passed out in the middle of class, you even have bruises on your arm from when you pinch it."

I looked back at Minverva as she motioned at my reddening arm.

Our bus jerked into motion as I opened my mouth in reply.

"Hey it's not my fault, you know basketball practice doesn't end until 9:00 and we've had way too many projects due this week."

"We both know that you weren't doing homework last night."

I pouted, my friend knew me way to well, "It's not my fault that the Zou arc is starting, I need to find out what happens with Big Mom."

"You know Allison was telling me about the manga, and apparently..."

"Gah! Don't tell me, I don't want to hear it, LALALALA"

I pressed my hands over my ears before she could finish the spoiler.

"Okay, chill everyone is staring at you again."

I childishly stuck my tongue out at her before tentatively removing my hands and turned in my seat to face a bewildered junior, who looked slightly annoyed.

"Sorry." I smiled at him, he simply huffed and adjusted the volume of his headphones.

I turned back to my friend "You know I don't like spoilers especially since someone spoiled Ace's death at marineford. The whole watching experience was never the same." Really that whole thing had sucked, when Luffy had rescued Ace I'd held no hope of his survival, and then was left in a sobbing mess before he'd even died.

I gave her my dejected puppy look, making my brown eyes wider and pouting my lips.

"I told you that looking up funny anime memes on the internet was a bad idea. And don't remind me, I was the one who had to deal with your whining over the phone."

"Yeah, well how's sword art online going for you?"

The rest of our bus ride faded into a smooth conversation involving a rant about the horribleness of SAO 2, and our plans for the upcoming homecoming, (just because I was a fangirl didn't mean I fell completely out of the social loop) Minerva had been asked out by a sweet guy who was in her math class last year, so I was debating whether or not to third wheel with them.

Our conversation came to an end when we pulled to a stop at Minerva's bus stop, and I promised to call her after watching the new BTS music video Blood, sweat, and tears. Which apparently had a long convoluted explanation that I couldn't follow, but Minerva was such a huge fan of the group that I caved. (Plus J-hope was pretty hot)

I watched my friend exit the bus and gave her a small wave before the doors of the bus closed, the vehicle shuddered and continued on. The amount of people on the bus was significantly smaller yet we still had quite a way to go until my stop.

Without my friend to talk to I pulled out my phone. It was a white and silver 7, brand new and a gift from my dad for never having lost or broken my previous 5s. It also had a super cute teal and silver case that I had spent an hour at the mall looking for. I plugged in my pink skullcandy earbuds into my adaptor powered my phone on and preceded to my spotify songs and clicked shuffle play. I was always to lazy to actually create a playlist so I had to skip a couple before finding one that was good, after which I put my phone into one of the zip up pockets of my sweatpants. My ears were filled with soothing lyrics that I instantly recognized as Starving, Hailee Steinfeld's new song.

You know just what to say

Shit, that scares me, I should just walk away

But I can't move my feet

The more that I know you, the more I want to

Something inside me's changed

I was so much younger yesterday, oh

The world outside the window blurred, occasionally I caught glimpses of recognizable buildings and landscape.

I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you

Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo

By the way, by the way, you do things to my body

I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you

We pulled up to another stop and people shuffled by with their bags. The junior behind me also stood and joined the line giving me a funny look when he passed by.

By the way, by the way, you do things to my body

I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you

The bus pulled away and we continued on again, the gentle and constant forward motion was very calming.

You know just how to make my heart beat faster

Emotional earthquake, bring on disaster

You hit me head-on, got me weak in my knees

Yeah, something inside me's changed

I was so much younger yesterday, ye-eah

So much younger yesterday, oh, yeah

There was just one more stop left before mine.

By the way, by the way, you do things to my body

I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you

I smiled as we passed a vietnamese church that was only a few minutes away from my neighborhood, you could see my stop in the distance, it was a straight shot from here on.

Na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na

The more that I know you, the more I want to

Something inside me's changed

I was so much younger yesterday

The song ended the final twinkling notes of the song fading off as the bus pulled to a creaking stop door swinging open. Shifting my bag off of my lap I swung it over my shoulder and grabbed my navy blue swell water bottle with my other arm. Walking down the aisle and down the incredibly steep steps (Like seriously steep like, if you miss your dead steep). A few other people exited behind me and everyone started their individual walks to their houses.

I was about to turn and begin my own walk home when I saw something odd. An old man was walking across the intersection at a leisurely pace.

Normally an old man walking across the street wasn't to weird, but my bus stop was right where a major road and smaller one intersected. Walking across the smaller one was easy since the only people on that one were people trying to get into or leave my neighborhood. The problem was the major road, it was technically two different ones separated with a thin strip of grass yet slightly connected where the small road cut across. There was always a ton of cars on the big roads since they led to the more developed part of the area. There was no crosswalk or lights and normally people don't walk across either of the roads, he was probably just some homeless guy that had taken the brand new metro to this area.

I turned around, none of my school mates had noticed the mysterious man, many were already quite far away and I shrugged it off the guy would be fine. I heard the soft haunting melody of a piano fill my earbuds before lyrics flowed in shortly after. I loved this song it was the lullaby cover of Reluctant Heroes from Shingeki no Kyojin by AmaLee my favorite anime cover artist.

It was like a nightmare

And it's pain for me

Because nobody wants to die too fast

Remember the day of grief

Now it's strange for me

I could see your face

I could hear your voice

I started forward walking slowly my drowsiness coming back to me after the long bus ride, and the soothing music in my ears only sped up the process.

Remember the day we met

And it's pain for me

Because nobody wants to die too fast

Remember the day we dreamt

It's pain for me

I could see your face

I could hear your voice

"Maybe I could finally watch one punch man now that I'm caught up with One piece?"

I let my mind wander as the slow pace of walking lulled me into a daydream state tuning out the rest of the world.

"I don't know though I kind of want to read more fanfic about ASL, Ace is such an angsty yet adorable kid."

I sighed in disappointment, why couldn't all guys be like anime characters, You had strong, sexy, and cool Zoro, Chivalrous, gentle, and fiery Sanji, and even childish, lovable, and adorable characters like Luffy.

Can't look back

They will not come back

Don't be afraid

It's time after time

So, once again I'm hiding in my room

The peaceful times are what make us blind

"See you can't fly if you never try" you told me oh, long ago

But you left the wall outside the gate

And more than ever, it's real

"Screech"

There was an incredibly loud screeching that broke me out of my trance like state. Even with my headphones I could hear the horrified scream. Whipping around my mouth fell open in shock.

The stupid old man was crossing the main street, and he hadn't even waited for the light to go red. Cars screeched as they swerved violently to avoid him it was a miracle that an accident hadn't occurred yet. Was the stupid Geezer blind!?

I saw a bus one of the public ones painted in bright red and yellow barrel past one of the cars who had swerved to avoid the man. The bus driver didn't seem to be paying attention his head wasn't even facing the right way as he seemed to be yelling at one of his passengers. The scream had come from one of the girls on my bus, she was further away and watching a couple of guys race back towards the bus stop, yelling and screaming for the old man to move.

I barely even registered the metallic clanging my water bottle made when it hit pavement my legs already in motion to try and prevent the inevitable. Racing forward my movements heightened by the rushing adrenaline. I had always been a fast sprinter a fact I was very proud of on the basketball court, but I'd never run as fast as I was now.

"MOVE!"

I screamed waving my arms running forward, I was the closest to the old man and was already out across the first street.

Honk! Screech! Thwump!

I darted in between the racing cars watching the bus and man come closer and closer.

I reached the grassy strip in between the roads my sneakers squishing into the soft ground momentarily before being lifted out quickly. The bus driver finally seemed to notice, but by now it was to late and I saw him desperately push on the brake eyes wide with terror. It screeched down the road and every step I took seemed like it was in slow motion.

The old man finally looked up as the bus screeched down the road. Instead of facing his impending doom or freaking out in any way, his eyes met mine. Bright blues, swirling greens, electric yellows sparked, and blood reds shaded the background. His eyes had no pupils and I felt like a spark of electricity had raced through my veins when I looked into them.

It was too late to pause though, to late to stop there was only one option left. I didn't even hesitate as I ran forward my feet briefly ghosting across the pavement the weight on my back from the backpack seemed so heavy and breathing seemed to slow, My heartbeat pounded in my ears

So cliche it's just like the movies,

My god brain shut up, now is not the right time!

I focused again my body was still moving in the right direction even if my brain was wandering away like a lost Zoro. My hand made contact with the old man I wasn't very gentle with my push, but I'm sure he had other things to worry about at that time. I turned and the bus was way too close to me right in front of my eyes and all I could hear was the soft, lyrical words of Amalee before everything went black.

Sing for the reluctant heroes

Oh Give me your strength

Your lives are too short

Sing for the reluctant heroes

I wanna be brave like you