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Rating: T for future junk and most likely language.

Rest of my author note will be at the end of this.

Chapter 1

I bit my already dry lips and tried to swallow. I felt myself start to cry, and the tears stung my cheeks. I coughed violently and fell to forest floor, reopening the wounds on my arms and legs.

The rush of stamina I had achieved from escaping the place they called 'home' had disappeared after running until my whole body ached. But I knew that if it meant freedom, I'd do it all again.

The sun was setting, but going into a forest blocked my vision of the sun. I picked myself up, but didn't bother dusting myself off. Through my half closed eyes, I spotted a rock. I staggered over and lay on top of it. I felt like I was about to die, but it was worth it to be out of that wretched place.

Where I was, or who I was at that moment didn't matter.

I just knew I was free.

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When I woke up, my muscles seared with pain. I gripped my arms and tried to rub the pain out of them, to no avail.

My mouth felt dry, and I knew I needed water soon. I'd also need a bath and a place to call home, even for a little while. I glanced around at my surroundings, but the forest seemed to stretch for miles. I couldn't even remember the direction I was heading in the night before.

I carefully got up off the rock and grimaced. Everything seemed to take twice as much energy as it normally would.

I forced myself to start walking again, reminding myself that if I was found out here, they would take me back for sure.

So I walked. And that's when I realized how bad I really had it off.

I had nothing. No money, no relatives, no food, water, or clothes.

Nothing.

Tears spilled from my eyes and ran down my cheeks, stinging the open cuts again. I didn't bother brushing them away. I just continued to walk blindly.

It seemed like hours until I saw an opening to the forest. My breathing became rapid, and my heart pounded. There was an opening, a way out. I raced to the light in excitement, hoping there would be someone on the other side. Someone with heart.

I stopped.

I really was too naïve.

But I really had no other choice, so I continued. And I hoped. Hoped that I would meet someone kind.

The sun blinded me as I came out of the forest. I blocked my eyes until they adjusted, and then I focused in on the building I was now face to face with. My breath caught in my throat. It looked like a school.

I looked behind me, as though someone was there. I took a deep breath and entered to what I hoped would be my sanctuary. At least for awhile.

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The school seemed deserted, so I wondered if it was abandoned. There was a gust of wind, blowing my clothes (which were now more like dirty, ripped up rags) and long auburn hair. I shivered.

There was a long 'ding' and the halls were crowded. Many kids pushed past me without apology or didn't acknowledge me at all. Soon enough, the halls were deserted once more.

I knew how a school worked. I wasn't stupid. But I couldn't help but be confused. Was I truly that invisible?

A door a few feet ahead of me opened and a woman stepped out. She had a stern face as she faced me. I stood there, thinking maybe I was invisible to her as well. She gave me a stiff smile and asked me why I wasn't in class.

I shrugged as an answer.

"What's your name?"

I shrugged again. Names didn't really matter where I once was.

The woman sighed, "Well, come along, I'll take you to the principal and we'll get you sorted out, ok?"

I shrugged. I couldn't bring myself to talk.

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The principal was Mr. Delmas. He seemed nice, but he didn't seem like a very competent principal.

He offered me water and asked where I was from.

I shrugged.

He furrowed his eyebrows. I wondered what he was thinking. He sighed and asked for my name.

I shrugged again. My stomach growled.

He frowned and rubbed his temples. He called for his secretary and asked her to bring us some lunch. My stomach grumbled again.

She brought me back a tuna fish sandwich, an apple, and some water. I smiled at her gratefully. I picked up the apple first. It was gleaming a beautiful shade of red. I brought it to my mouth and bit down into it, having it crunch loudly. The taste of Macintosh exploded in my mouth and the juice ran down my chin.

After eating to my stomachs content, I grinned happily at the principal. He smiled back at me.

"So…would you like to tell me your name?"

I stared at him. I wanted to tell him, because he had been so kind to me. I opened my mouth to say I didn't know my name, but I couldn't find the words. I bit my lower lip and thought as hard as I could.

"Fay." I finally said. It didn't seem alien, and I thought it made a good name for me.

"Fay." Mr. Delmas repeated, "Do you have a last name?"

I bit my lower lip again, "Emerson." I came up with. That was…his last name.

"Fay Emerson. So…where are you from?"

I wanted to tell him, I did, but the words wouldn't come to me. I shook my head. Mr. Delmas looked at me skeptically, but typed something into his computer.

"So Fay, where are your parents?"

I looked down at the floor, refusing to answer, even with a shrug. I knew where my parents were, and I hated it. They shouldn't be around at all.

"Right…well, do you have any where to go?"

I shook my head.

"Do you have any of your things?"

I shook my head again.

Mr. Delmas sighed, "If…you'd like, you can stay with my family until you have someplace to go. I don't want to leave you out like that. And…you need clothes." He glanced at me, "I have a daughter about your age…thirteen right?" He didn't wait for my answer. To be honest, I had no clue what my age was. "Right, well…you can go to school here. I wouldn't want your brain to rot."

I smiled at him, feeling grateful for all he was doing for me, "Thank you." I whispered.

There might be a life here for me, and even if there isn't, it's better than going back.

A/N: So…what'd you think? Fay is probably my favorite OC I've ever written in all my fanfics.

So, I was contemplating writing a story for this or Ouran High School Host Club. I've decided I'm going to do both (plus my CR and SWAC story) meaning that updates won't be coming left and right. Well…ok, that's mostly because of school (so if you want to complain, go to Laguna Creek and talk to the principal…haha…my attempt at humor).

Anyway, I have this all planned out (sorta) but I'd like reviews to let me know you're all out there…somewhere. Even if it's a 'update soon' or 'cute idea.' I'm not the type of author who demands 'x' reviews to update, but I'd like to know that people are enjoying this.

So…that's it for now.

Peace!