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[Alyssa's Point Of View (P.O.V.)]

Life really really sucked. It actually still does.

It's pure and utter crap- oh, you won't want to hear me complain. That is depressing, I know.

I am Alyssa Phoenix and I just drenched my mother.

I mean it. My mother asked me to scrub the floorboards and I was like, "Okay why not", and it was all fine and dandy until she snuck up on me and made me yell.

Then the water in the bucket went and lurched itself out. And got my mother drenched.

I'm quite sure she hates me now. Well, life gives you avocados.

That kind of stuff has been happening for years. Once I freaked out when some dog was chasing little six-year old me by the river and ended up dousing it with a wave. I'm pretty sure rivers don't get tsunami-sized waves.

Another time, I was swimming, and my swimming teacher suddenly grabbed me without warning because I was swimming in the wrong direction, but she ended up being splashed and carried away ten feet down the pool by a ripple of water.

I am Aquaman. Sing of praise.Aquawoman,more like

No, I am not Aquaman. But sing of praise nonetheless because my self esteem is awful.

Yeah, don't do that either, I'll feel bad.

Anyway, at the age of six, when my parents had to move away to some other foreign country to continue their line of work (they just returned months ago to open another chain of their business) they sent me to a school.Was the foreign country part fake or real?

Those were probably the best years I've had in my life.

You've heard from my friend Luna. You know that old saying, 'Fire and water don't mix well?'

Me neither, because it's not a saying, it's common sense.

Anyway, it was different this time. Fire and water mixed quite well when it came to the both of us.

I met Amadora and Chloe next, and the four of us formed an unbreakable bond.

We called ourselves the Marauders. (I was Moony.)HAHAHAHA~LUNA

The third-generation Marauders ended up encountering immense peculiarities in their adventures together, ones that broke them apart and mixed them back together again.

Ones that tried to pull us apart forever.

Once in a while, we stopped to think whether it was worth it. I'm pretty sure it was over five times (Seven if you count that time and that time - U No Poo)<Oh yes of course,that time *nods wisely* >

Nevertheless, we remained.

And we flourished.

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