Full Summary:
Dawn Marie Adams is different. She can't seem to get along with others at school and her father is a 'crazy' scientist; whom is trying to find a way to open a portal to a different world. When something goes wrong in her father's lab, Dawn is accidentally teleported into a whole different world she never knew that actually existed. The world of Final Fantasy 8. Now she must try to survive attacks from Galbadian Soldiers, a SeeD exam, unmask a traitor amongst Garden and beat Trepies off with a stick. And not to mention try and not fall in love with Squall Leonhart.
Chapter I
Did you ever wonder if there truly was a place for you in life? Ever wonder why things go so wrong in life? Like say, you lose your mother in an accident or why you have a lunatic for a father? Or how about why people don't like you? Why they always pick on you? That is exactly what I ask myself. All the time.
I'm a Senior in high school. A lot of people don't like me. I guess it's because of my father, Shaun Adams. He's a scientist but likes to do his own experiments in the basement. Well, the reason why is because the no one would ever work with him. And the reason to that is, everyone believes he had lost his marbles right after my mom, Veronica, died in a car accident. I was there too. I was lucky that I didn't die. Mom was my best friend. She was the only one that I could actually rely on because my father was always working. So we talked a lot. She used to tell me things that she would never tell dad. She told me one time that everyone had a secret love somewhere. I said that I didn't. And she said, yes I did. I just haven't found him yet. But now, she's gone. A drunk driver on the run killed her. So I only have a father who kind of lost it all.Ah, where are my manners. My name is Dawn Marie Adams. I'm 16 going on 17. I have short brown hair that I usually keep in a ponytail and green eyes. And I have freckles dotting my nose and cheeks. I'm probably 5' 6'' and have a slender build. No one would admit it though, but I'm built for speed. I'm very fast on my feet and not many people are. I would have been on the Track team but I kept getting into fights and would often be in detention or getting suspended. And I didn't have many friends. It was because my father.
Like I said, he kind of lost his marbles after mom died. He started doing experiments that were definitely weird. He tried to prove that cars could defy gravity and stuff. But of course, it didn't work. And now he was going on about making portals to other worlds. Huh, sometimes I wish that was possible. Maybe I could jump through one and go to a different world. I would rather be somewhere else than here, in Chicago.
Anyway, I was at school, in the dark Auditorium. Just sitting there and listening to my Breaking Benjamin CD and drawing my picture for art class. Even though I was suppose to be helping build the scenery for the up coming play. And I could tell that some of the guys were making fun of me again. But I was ignoring them. I was used to it by now. What I was drawing was of my favorite people even though they didn't actually exist. The characters of Final Fantasy 8. I loved the Final Fantasy series so much. I would always dream of being in their world. Having adventures with them. Being with my ultimate crush, Squall Leonhart. Boy, he was so hot. I knew everything about the Final Fantasy 8 game. If only their world was real. Anyway, I was just sitting there minding my own business when suddenly someone walked by and spilt paint on my paper. My jaw must have dropped down to my chest. Anger flared up and I looked up to see the worst person ever. Angie Stevens. Miss Popular. I hated her so much. She was the worst sort of person. She put on a fake look of surprise."Oh, Miss Nutty Professor! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, honest!" She then giggled and walked over to her trio of fashion freaks.
I just stared with outrage and hurt. She ruined my picture. My picture of The SeeDs. The ones I loved the most. I just sat there for a moment staring at the paint on my picture. Now I was pissed. And I was not one who backed down from a fight.
Throwing my stuff aside, I stood and stomped over to where Angie was holding the paint bucket for her dim witted boyfriend, Mr. Popular, Scott Pears. I was pissed. I had been working on that picture all night long, just trying to get done and now it was ruined. And I was not about to let Angie get away with it. "Hey, Angie." I said stepping up behind her. Giggling should be illegal. I'm not the giggling type of girl. Angie turned around and smiled bitter sweetly. "What do you want, freak?" She asked. I smiled bitterly back at her. "I love that shirt. I bet it goes with anything, right?" I asked looking at that disgusting pink sweater she was wearing. Angie looked down and smiled. "Oh, yeah. This thing? I bought for…." She never got to finished because I smacked the bottom of the paint bucket and the paint spilt all over her. She began a screaming fit and started to cry.So once again I was in the office for the second time that week with paint running down my front. Angie was crying in the seat a few chairs away from me. She even had a bruise on her cheek now because I had punched her so hard in the face when she slapped me. Now I was waiting for my nutty dad to come pick me up since I had been suspended from school for fighting, for a week. Angie's parents had showed up and were giving me a dirty look, which I returned. They were probably going to sue my dad just because of a stupid sweater. Not that they could. It was only a sweater.
Finally dad showed up. He walked in looking panicky. We almost looked alike, only he had glasses on the end of his nose. He really did look like a space nerd. Especially when he had forgotten to take off his stupid thought helmet he used during his lab experiments. And his stupid lab coat. I was so embarrassed.
"Dawnie, are you alright! What happened!" He asked in panicking tone. I rolled my eyes and stood. I could hear everyone out in the hall laughing. The secretary was starting to laugh too. "Mr. Adams, I'm sorry to say that Dawn has gotten into another fight." The principal said. Dad gave me a sharp look. "Dawn! Again!" he cried out. I rolled my eyes again. "Is it alright if we go now?" I asked. The principal nodded knowing my discomfort and embarrassment that my father was putting me through right now. "Yes, Miss Adams. You may go." He said. I stormed out with my father behind me.We were in the car on the way home. I wouldn't even look at him. I could tell he was mad but relieved that I was alright. "So what started it this time?" He asked. I didn't answer. There was a long silence. "Honey, just talk to me, please." He begged softly. I sighed and looked at him. "Angie did! She ruined my picture! The one I was working on so hard!" I exclaimed.
Dad looked at me. "Oh, honey. I'm sorry. But it didn't give you a reason to hit the poor girl." I felt so angry right now. He was taking Angie's side. I folded my arms and glared out the window. Dad didn't say anything. He knew when I did that, I was done talking.
When we got home, I grabbed my bag and rushed inside not even waiting for dad. I heard him call my name but I ignored him. I just had to get away from him. I ran into the house and up to my room. I threw my bag aside and plopped down on my bed, putting my pillow over my head. I did that to let dad know that I wasn't in the talking mood when he came up to talk to me. I think it was an hour later when he finally came up. I was just laying there trying to ignore him. I felt him sit on my bed and touch my back. "Dawnie, can we please talk?" He asked. I just laid there not answering. "Dawn, I know that things aren't going as well was we hoped. Especially since when mom died. But if we're going to be pals, then we have to talk to each other." I narrowed my eyes under my pillow.
"Dawn, are you even listening?"
"Yes, dad! Look, I just want to be left alone. I want to just blow some steam off and I don't need you to be bothering me at the moment. So just please, dad. Leave me alone." I said pushing the pillow off and looking at him. He looked sad but he nodded. "Alright." He stood and started towards the door.
I sighed and sat up even more. "Dad, wait." He turned around. I shook my head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm just….I'm just under a lot of pressure. And it's not helping when Angie and everyone else is always on my back because of….well, just because." I couldn't tell him that it was because of him that they were picking on me all the time. He would be even more upset if I did. Dad just smiled faintly at me and nodded. "It's alright, hon." He shrugged. "You know, I've almost had a break through in my research. Maybe we should celebrate. Let's say, we go out to dinner tonight." He said. I shrugged. "Sure." He turned to leave but paused. "Oh, by the way, thanks for letting me borrow your Playstation. It helped a lot." He then went out. I just sat there thinking of what he meant and then it hit me. My jaw fell and I jumped off my bed rushing out of my room. I raced down the stairs to the basement door to get down to dad's lab.
I jumped a few stairs trying to get down there. I looked around the lab. Dad's lab looked more like a junk shop. He had so much junk that he was using for his 'research'. I found my Playstation right on the counter. He was using it for his stupid work. Now I really was pissed. I growled and hurried over to it. "Damn it, dad! What did I tell you about touching my stuff!" I growled. I reached out to grab it, accidentally hit the power button, turning it on. And that's when things went wrong. The cord that was hooked up to the Playstation started to spark and a TV screen lit up. I looked surprised though.
I saw a flash of light from behind me. I turned around and looked. There was something weird going on. It was like a holographic image was trying to project on the wall. I blinked a few times before looking at the cord. I could see a small wire sticking out. So I turned off the Playstation and ran back up stairs to get some electric tape. Then hurrying back down I taped the wire down and then opened my Playstation again. Inside was my FF 8 game. Then I closed it and turned it on again. This time an image appeared on the wall. I looked at it and my jaw nearly hit my chest. I could see a field of flowers in the wall. I recognized it right away as the flower field of Winhill. I was shocked. I stepped closer and looked closer. I could feel a breeze blowing from the image. What was going on!The image changed and I could see the city of Esthar from an ocean view. I couldn't believe it. Then I heard a soft laugh. It nearly made me jump out of my skin. I could hear people coming from the image. I saw a few of people walking around on a beach close to the city. What was going on?
Suddenly something really did happen. I heard a soft tune and I recognized it immediately. It was Eyes on Me. Julia's song. I stepped closer holding my hand out to touch the wall. And what happened next, I would never forget. My hand went right through the wall. I swore I started to freak. I could feel the wind blowing against my hand through the wall. It was like…..it was like I had opened up a portal. Into a new world. Just then I felt myself being pulled forward. I gasped trying to pull back. But I couldn't pull myself away. I fell forward instead, falling right through the wall. Brilliant white light blinded me as I fell. I had to close my eyes tightly to block it out. I could feel myself falling from somewhere. I opened my eyes again only to see myself falling towards amazing blue water. I gasped as I covered my head and then hit the surface. My air had been knocked out of my lungs and I started to sink. Everything went black after that.