What's up, awesome readers?

Here's a brand new story for the Naruto fandom!

Summary: SI-OC because why not? Everything happens like all these stories usually go. Girl from our world is sent to the Naruto world. Twist? She's there for a specific reason. She wound up here with a notebook with blank pages. But when she tries to write on it... Nothing appears. But with each new experience in this world, a new page appears to be full of writing in it. Just what does this notebook mean? What is her reason for being here?

This story will start at the original Naruto series, but eventually find its way into Shippuden and beyond!

So... I enjoy shipping.

Completely normal thing for a Naruto fangirl. I believe more than half of the fandom does it. It's a very normal thing.

What isn't normal, though?

The fact that, somehow, someway, somewhat, (I don't know why I added that, just felt like there needed to be a third something) I was... Well... How do I put this?

Well, why don't I just say it without sugar coating it a little bit.

I had a notebook I had never seen before in my life with a giant heart in the front of it held inside my hands. My black long hair had somehow turned blue. And there was a weight on the top of my head that I know had not been there before.

Odd things. Really. Rather odd things.

The notebook in my hands was small. But when I began to turn the pages to see what was written inside, the pages never seemed to end. They just kept turning and turning and turning. With a huff, I opened the front of it and passed the first page. There was nothing written there. Then I turned that. Nothing. Then that one. Still nothing. And on and on it went until I got frustrated and just closed the notebook.

With a puff of air, I pushed some of the hair that fell over my eye away. It was odd and weird.

I once had black hair that fell down to my mid-back. But now, it was blue and covered half of my left eye, along with falling down to my shoulder blades, not my mid-back. It was being held back by the thing over my forehead, though. For I knew if I took it off, it would undoubtedly end up falling completely over my face.

It was blue... Let me repeat: blue. Not black. Not blonde. Not brown. Not even orange. Not a natural color to be found naturally in the human race. Blue.

And as if that wasn't enough, there was that one odd notebook in my hands.

My surroundings were... Well... Honestly? Just as different as my hair.

Kind of reminded me of the Hidden Leaf Village. Same interesting looking buildings that were nothing like I'd ever seen before because of being raised in sunny Florida. The people looked Asian. That much was sure. But it would be racist to say that they looked like the people in Naruto simply because of that.

Eh... Racism is a double edged sword wrapped in razors soaked in hot sauce. Something best not to touch.

When I looked up at the sky and away from the people bustling all around, I noticed that I was leaning against a building with a roof that hung over the walls by a bit, so my view of the sky was somewhat obscured.

Something odd had happened... I was sure of it... Or maybe I was in a coma.

That would make sense. I had just bumped my head being an idiot while I stayed over at my house and that was why I now thought I had blue hair.

"Aoi!"

Okay... Well... What had happened before I ended up here?

I remember having woken up on Monday morning, proud that I would finally be able to do whatever I wanted because I was finally on winter break from university.

"Yo! Aoi Akagawa!"

And I remember that I managed to actually get some solid party planning for the Christmas bash I was supposed to throw with my friends. They were an unstable yet amazing group that I couldn't help but love... They were amazing, really. Just a bit on the crazy side when they got all together.

"Dammit! I do not like being ignored!"

Who the hell could be screaming so much? Seriously, if the person he was looking for didn't answer, it most probably meant said person wanted nothing to do with him! The nerve of some people!

Still, I looked down from the sky and forward at my surroundings, only to find a brown haired boy heading my way. He was not happy with something... Which, really, made no sense. Because it looked as if he were angry with me.

"You're head stuck in the clouds again, Aoi?!" The boy had bright green eyes, freckles on his face, and a small scar over his chin. How did I notice this so fast? Because he thrust his face right in front of my face the second he was close enough to do so. "Dammit, we're going to be late to the graduation ceremony just because you wanted to take a break to be a nerd again!"

"Huh?"

He was not very amused when I gave a noncommitted, confused one-syllable word as my answer.

Just... Just who was this guy? What graduation ceremony was he talking about? What in the world was going on?

"What do you mean 'huh'?" He growled harshly, then shook his head. "You idiot! Did you forget that we're being assigned our genin teams today!?"

Wait! Did I just hear right!? Did he say-

"Get moving, Aoi! I refuse to be late because of you!"

He grabbed me harshly by my shoulder, pulled me away from the wall I was leaning against, then pushed me forward and onto the main road. I didn't mean to, but I accidentally bumped into one unfortunate passerby. And he glared at me dangerously, raising his hand and most probably preparing to smack me or something, but the kid that had caused me to bump into him pulled me away before the man could strike me.

"Hey!" I shouted, but he just continued to pull me along.

And if I didn't want my arm pulled out of my socket, I would just have to follow along...

I would take that time to try and figure out just what in the world was going on and why this kid was being so mean and dominating. And what was it that he had called me? Aoi? That doesn't sound like my name.

My name is... My name was... What was my name?

"Get to running. They're going to start assigning teams and I want to make sure I get a good one!"

"I'm pretty sure that's not how it works..." I managed to mutter, but still began to push my legs to go faster.

It was odd. My legs felt different somehow. As if they had been... Glancing down at this impossible thought, I noticed that maybe the impossible wasn't completely impossible...

They were shorter. My legs were shorter.

How could my legs be shorter?

"I don't care! Hurry up! At least we're close"

Looking back up, I tried to keep my cool and continue running after the boy that insisted on dragging me along with him. And my eyes widened as soon as I caught sight of our destination.

Shit. This place looked exactly like the Academy shown in Naruto.

What the actual hell?

So that's the first chapter!

Coming on the next chapter: Introduction! Meet the new classmates I've supposedly known for at least a few years! Further Confusion! Who the hell is Aoi and why can I not remember my real name?

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I've got a small question for you guys. Should Aoi accidentally cause chaos from the beginning by unwittingly changing team arrangements? Or should she have a brand new team filled with OC's?

Please answer and be amazingly beautiful people! I need help on this! Give me help! And reviews are awesome too. They're like rainbows and flying Kiba's. PM's too. I'll be so happy if someone helps me figure this out!

Also, expect longer chapters. I love writing. I just wanted to bang this out to begin on chapter two as soon as possible!

~And away I go!~