Looking back at the beginning of this
And how life was
Just you and me and love and all of our friends
Living life like an ocean

But now the current's only pulling me down
It's getting harder to breathe
It won't be to o long and I'll be going under
Can you save me from this?

'Cause it's not my time, I'm not going
There's a fear in me and it's not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know, ooh, but I won't go

She'd been here for a whole week now, and the weekend had finally come. She had to admit, even though the week had gone smoothly, she was looking forward to the break. Currently it was Saturday, and around nine in the morning. She had taken the pleasure of sleeping in to eight, and after an enjoyable shower she now found herself propped up on the couch enjoying a game of Resident Evil 5.

She currently lived in a a small and simple two bedroom house with a bathroom. As you came in through the front door you would find the living room to the right, a couch up against the wall that faced the TV that was against the outside wall, a simple and small wooden coffee table between them. A large window was against the far right wall that exposed the bright green yard outside it.

To the left was a small kitchen, there was no place for even a small sit-down table, she always ate either on the go, in the kitchen, or in the living room. Between the two rooms there was a an isle that led to the back of the house, at the end of the hallway both rooms were apposite of each other. The bathroom was in between them at the end of the hallway.

The house was painted in neutral tones of a light gray with normally black furniture. However, instead of a depressed look, the place had a modern day elegance to it. Her bedroom had a plain one person bed in the far left corner while across from that there was a large stereo system, with a bookcase against the wall across from the bed and a window right next to it. The closet was to the right of the entrance, and fairly large.

The room opposite of it was her basic office. It had a desk in the center of the right wall and the one opposite of it the entire wall was made into shelving, with CD's filling every shelf. The wall across from the door held a window that almost took up the entire space. Her black desk currently had her laptop resting on it surrounded by paperwork. Out of the entire house it was probably the only area that was in a disheveled state.

This was her home, whether she didn't come here by choice or not.

She had once lived in Delthern, a city about a days drive away from Destiny Islands. Delthern was where she had grown up, with not the best of memories, but she had liked the place. Throughout her time living there she had made three close friends.

Jason was the oldest out of all of them. He was a sophomore, like her, and sixteen years old, just older by a couple months. He had actually been her first friend, surprisingly. She had met him one day when she was around the age of five, having caught him practicing his snowboarding on one of the hills that she had been walking that day. Being as quiet as he was, it wasn't until they had both were able to make their way into an auto shop class a couple years before high school, his father having been the teacher, that they had really gotten into a great friendship. Disheveled blond hair, at least just under six foot, he had some of the brightest lime green eyes that she had ever encountered. Also a consistent snowboarder, having an extremely well toned body and reputation for always being the one to walk away from a fight, leaving his opponents bloody and broken if he was pissed off enough. He was also one of the most anti-social people she knew, and how he became friends with Tyler and Denise, she'd never know.

Tyler was the more free willed one. With dark brown hair that was spiked, but not as much as Sora's, he had dark blue eyes set against tanned skin. It also made sense, since he was out in the sun all the time surfing. If there was one thing he couldn't get enough of, it was the water. She remembered being dragged along once to one of his competitions here in Destiny Islands with the other two, watching him she noticed that when out on the water it was one of the few times he got serious about matters. He was similar to Denise, always smiling and cracking jokes even when the situations weren't that great.

Finally, there was Denise, one of the most hyper people she had ever met. Long brown hair that was always a tangled mess, she wore thin wired glasses in front of green eyes. She was around 5'6", and an avid roller skater. When given her favorite her pair of blades, the woman could do some amazing things. She was insanely thin, just not in an unhealthy way. Denise could also eat like there was no tomorrow and never gained the weight since she was always bouncing off the walls.

Those were her three friends, the people that had stuck with her throughout the years. They had been there for her when life hadn't been as gracious, with their parents filling in for hers during the time hers were unavailable, even every now and then letting her crash on their couch for a couple days at a time.

Her parent's weren't always around. Her mother had died when she was young, around seven, and after that her father had taken comfort in alcohol. While she had never bothered calling him by his supposed title, she believed parents had to earn that right, she could say she learned a great deal of things from him. Like how to endure pain, both physical and mental. How to pick locks of various kinds. Living with him had also encouraged her to take self defense and hand-to-hand combat classes that she had widened her basis of fighting on. While these weren't things that every girl should have known by her age, she wasn't complaining, these skills indeed come in handy later on in life once she had been introduced to the drug lords her father had been borrowing money from. Least to say, she got plenty of practice then.

Sure, life could have been better, but after everything she had learned in her sixteen years of breathing, she wasn't complaining. Besides, she always did enjoy the challenges life threw at her.

The game currently sat on pause as Sage went into the kitchen opening up the fridge to grab a soda. As she kicked it shut her cellphone started ringing, she didn't bother with a house phone, and she walked over to the counter to where it rested. Glancing at the caller ID she smirked and flipped it open. "This is Sage." She said, opening up the large bottle of Mt. Dew.

"Let me guess, soda, Resident Evil, house entirely unpacked." Sage smirked some.

"You know me so well Jason." She commented. "Yeah, I got the place unpacked around day three. Thought I'd take the weekend off."

"So everything had been going well?" He inquired in the deep calm tone of his. She remembered how it had seemed somewhat cold to her when she first met him, but after growing accustomed to it she was able to pull out the hints of emotion that it would reveal.

"For the most part yes." She replied, walking and falling back down on the couch. Just like Denise's phone call, they lapsed into silence.

"Any sign of the reason why you had to move?" They both knew what he was talking about.

"No. I'm thinking maybe a year, year and a half, and if there's no complications then maybe I'll come back. But if it happens again then I'll just go over to Traverse Town about a couple days drive away and restart the process." She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, suddenly having the week catch up with her. "So how's the shop?"

"Pretty good. People are morons." She heard a low chuckle and laughed some as well.

"Have you been looking into replacements?"

"I just said people are morons. The ones that come in look like they haven't seen the insides of a car in their life. They can't even change the damn oil." He muttered some other insults under his breath.

"Just make sure you keep looking, you can't take on everything at work by yourself."

"Yeah, I will. Just remember, when you get back here there's going to be a spot waiting for you." Sage smiled faintly.

"Thanks Jason, I appreciate it."

"No problem. Get some rest, alright? I'm meeting up with Tyler since we have some things to plan out."

"Alright, I'll do that. Be careful and make sure the others don't kill themselves on accident." She smirked. "Heaven knows they have that natural ability."

"Very true. Later Sage."

"Later Jason." She snapped her phone shut and let her head fall back against the couch, closing her eyes briefly. After looking back at the game she decided she was done with it and shut off the console before heading into her room. While she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to sleep, she did think that having the soft mattress underneath her would help get rid of some of the soreness in her body, working in a warehouse full of CD's all week along with wearing a stupid skirt was taking its tole. Going over to her stereo, she put in a CD by Delerium and let the soothing music start playing from the speakers before going over and falling onto her bed, smiling faintly at the feel of the pillow underneath her head. Enjoy it while it lasts. She thought. Two day weekends are to damn short.