Okay…so I've decided to make a new Life is Strange fanfiction…let's see how this turns out. Episode 5 was so sad… That fucking ending ruined my life... :(

I hope you like it.

"You have been accepted to attend Blackwell Academy."

Reading the text message on my phone over and over again was the only thing I could do. I could feel the neurons slow down their activity and my muscles tense up, as if they had all become dysfunctional.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" I began screaming at the top of my lungs. This was it. I could feel the excitement building up throughout my body.

I couldn't believe this was real. My fingers felt all tingly and my head was light-headed. This was what my life would be life now. I began laughing in pure happiness, not having the slightest care in the world. I put my phone down on my desk and I stared out of my window, the sun setting along the horizon of California.

"I'm moving Oregon," I muttered, a grin appearing on my face. "I'm moving to Arcadia Bay. I'm going to Blackwell Academy!"

The sound of the car engine ceasing to run caused me to open my eyes. I realized I slept the whole way from the airport to Arcadia Bay. The music I was listening to while in the car was probably the reason. Nevertheless, I took my headphones off and opened the car door. A rush of the typical autumn breeze breathed over my face, its warmth still detectable, but a hint of coolness was also found. I looked out towards the ocean and I couldn't help, but smile as I saw the vibrant orange sun along the horizon. Different warm colors spread across the town below me.

"Uh…Ma'am," called a voice behind me. I turned around and the man who drove me over here was holding my bag of belongings and a small luggage bag with all my clothes in it.

"Oh…yeah," I said, walking over to him and grabbing my bags. "Thanks for the ride."

"No worries," said he man, smiling. "Enjoy your time at Arcadia Bay."

"I will," I said cheerfully.

The man walked back into the car and started the car again, when he drove away, that is when I saw it.

I've seen the building itself many times in flyers and on many websites, but observing its many features with my own eyes was just mind-blowing. Blackwell Acadamy, with its red brickwork and many windows, was reflecting the orange glow from the sun, giving it surreal feeling. A few people were outside, talking to each other, sitting underneath the trees for shade.

With one deep breath, I began walking with my belongings towards the main building; one step closer to my future.

"Welcome to Blackwell Academy," greeted Principle Wells.

I was sitting on one of the chairs provided behind the principle's desk. He was briefly explaining to me all the rules of Blackwell, along with what the academy provided. I started to get butterflies in my stomach as I was nodding politely while he was talking, secretly wishing he would just hurry up a bit.

"So," continued Principle Wells, concluding his talk on the photography education provided here. "In another words, I hope you make the best out of your time here and I look forward hearing from your teachers on your progress."

"Thank you," I said, smiling.

"Here's your key to your dorm and you are free to go."

I received my key; Key 225, shook his hand and he dismissed me.

One my biggest flaws were how easily I could get lost. I almost was about to walk into the boys dorms when someone stopped me.

"Where are you going?" says the guy.

I looked over at the guy. He had somewhat messy hair and was wearing a geeky shirt.

"I really don't know," I admitted. "I just got here and I have no idea where I am."

"Oh," says the guy. "Well, you are about to walk into the boy' dormitories."

I look back to where I was going to go and, sure enough, a noticeable sign stated the following:

BOYS' DORMITORIES

I just chuckle to myself in embarrassment.

"Sorry," I say. "I tend to do stupid things like this."

"It's okay," reassures the guy. "It's your first time here, you're bound to make a mistake."

I laugh, looking at his eyes. They were an intense brown and dark. They looked so warm and kind. I suddenly shook my head, realizing I was staring at him.

"I'm Warren Graham, by the way," he introduced, a grin appearing on his face.

"I'm Hannah Emit," I said, smiling again.

"Well, Hannah," said Warren. "Welcome to Blackwell."

"Thanks," I responded. "So where are the girls' dorms?"

"Um…it's just a bit further down the courtyard and up the stairs," Warren says.

"Okay then," I say. "Thank you, Warren."

"You're welcome," he says, blushing a bit in the process.

I followed Warren's quick, yet strangely useful directions to the girls' dorms. There was something about him that I truly liked. I only just met him.

"Something tells me we are going to get along well," I thought.

A few people were talking in the hallway, but they seemed too occupied in their conversation to notice me, which was good in my eyes. I never wanted to attract any real attention to myself.

I look at the numbers on each of the doors until I spot a door with the number 225 on it; my room. I open it and I am greeted by a plain room with navy blue carpet.

"I guess this is my home for a while now," I mumbled to myself. "My furniture should be coming soon, anyway."

"Finally," I say, sighing in the process.

I step back from my now fully customized room and smile to myself.

"That wasn't that hard," I thought.

The still-shining sun shined its orange light through my window, giving an orange hue along my furniture. Exhausted, mentally and physically, I decided to close my sore eyes and disconnect myself from the world for a bit.

I always dreamed of becoming some professional photographer; every day after school looking forward to grabbing my camera and taking pictures around my neighbourhood. I was far from the best photographer, but that didn't mean I had a passion for it.

I always loved using digital cameras, but, like many other people, I've became very fond of the instant camera. The famous frames on the photos themselves and the unique atmosphere they gave to those photo was the reason why I fell in love with them.

With my true love of photos, I decided to take the next step and apply for the most awesome academy I could think of that provided photography lessons; Blackwell.

The sound of loud talking woke me up from my thoughts. I was surprised to see no sunlight anymore. Instead, it was completely dark outside, the stars twinkling like they always did.

I hear the loud people outside of my room again, hearing a female and male's voice echo through the hallway.

"Can't they quiet down?" I thought, frustration taking over my emotions.

The talking got louder; the idiots were coming closer to where my room is. Without any more hesitation, I climbed out of my bed and walked towards my door. Opening it, I first noticed the girl, recognizing her as one of the girls who were talking in the hallway while I was about to find my room. She had short blondish hair and looked seemingly rich. Then I looked at the guy. He was wearing a red jacket that seemed to be an icon for him. His hair was neat, with a little piece of hair going over his forehead. He probably was rich as well. They were both the 'richy-bitchy' type.

They both noticed me and stop talking. When the guy looks at me, I couldn't help but stare at his blue eyes. The way they looked at me gave me an electric shiver down my spine, but not in a way where it would be uncomfortable. The guy noticed me staring and looked fairly irritated.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" asked the guy; immediately hostile.

I was shocked by his sudden aggressiveness, but I dismissed it.

"I thought boys weren't allowed to be in the girls' dorms," I said.

Both the guy and girl scoffed, causing me to become confused.

"I'm guessing I am wrong," I say, looking between the two.

"You think anyone actually follows to those rules?" said the guy, clenching his fist for a split second.

"Well….I thought at least some people would," I explained.

"Yeah…the fucking nerds of this school, but not the rest of us," says Victoria, looking at me with what I was debating was either disgust or curiosity.

"You're that new girl," said the girl, crossing her arms. "Hannah, right?"

"Y-Yeah," I said. "How do you know?"

"Does it matter?" asked the girl.

"No," I said quickly, annoyed by her tone. "What are your names?"

"I'm Victoria Chase and this is Nathan Prescott." She pointed to the guy. I didn't dare look at his eyes again; I wanted to at least make some new friends here and aggravating someone I just met seemed a very stupid idea.

"Anyway," said Victoria. "Let's go Nathan. I'm sure this girl, Hannah, wants her sleep."

She began walking away, but Nathan remained where he is, staring at me. His gaze, at first seemed threatening, but they were just staring at me and nothing more.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, causing him to snap out of his trance.

Nathan gave me a dirty-look and began walking away as well.

"Enjoy your time in Blackwell," he said, almost sarcastically.

I sighed in confusion and relief as I walked back into my room. I could finally get some more of that wonderful sleep, falling through my endless dreams. While I climbed back in my bed, I began thinking about this day, recounting the events that happened.

I felt like Warren and I were going to be great friends, but I also felt like I perhaps made two new friends.

"Then again," I thought. "They weren't really the kindest people that talked to me."

My thoughts then lingered around that strange, mysterious boy; Nathan Prescott. He, at first glance, looked as though he wanted to hurt me, but when I really observed him, he looked less threatening than he probably felt like he was. I just hoped I was on his good side, if he had one.

I closed my eyes once again and let my subconscious take control of my body and soon I was cut off from my room in Blackwell Academy and back into my world of dreams.

I guessed this new life at Blackwell was going to be interesting…

Good. I have finally finished this first chapter. The next chapter will come soon, but I have exams soon, so we might just have to wait and see. Thank you for reading anyways and I'll see you soon.

Also, give me a review if you liked this. Thanks.

Bye now.

-Day