(A/N: Sorry if this will be a crappy first part. I promise it gets better as it goes <3 - Author)

"To Tal!" They all cheered. I could feel tears of happiness fill my eyes. "Thank you..."

  I'm only sixteen years old. I ran away from my parents to find a better life. Back then, my name was Flora. But then they found me. The mercenaries. They gave me a new place to call home. For two months, they trained me how to fight in war, and tested me to see which class I should belong to. Now, my name is Tal. It's short for Talented, like how Heavy is short for Heavy Weapons Guy. My first battle is tomorrow and I'm kind of nervous. They said I would be fine, that if I died I would respawn, whatever that meant. But that's not what I'm that nervous about. What will happen when I die? Who knows but them, right? 

 I'm helping Mr.Mundy, or as I call him, Snipes, to look out for spies. I have a schedule that I go by to help or assist others in battle. First it's Snipes, then Medic, then Spy, then Heavy, Demo, Engie, Soldier (yay fun), Pyro and finally Scout. It's a dangerous job, but my parents don't care for me. They might just care for the money they could get from me. Ever since that night... Well, I'm pretty much dead unless some sort of miracle happens that makes me invincible. 

 I should rest, but that'll be after dinner. I have to sit by my "teachers" at the table. Yeah, I know right? Teachers?! Well, they say that since I'm still under 18 years of age, I'll still need an education. So, Medic, Spy, and Engie took matters into their own hands and claimed me as their student. Medic teaches Science and German (I had a choice between German and French. I chose German :P), Spy teaches English and Social Studies, while Engie is in charge of Math.  Just like my first real battle as a mercenary is tomorrow, classes also start tomorrow. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH WHY TOMORROW. 

 Oh, there's Engie calling us for dinner. Goodbye, random notebook I found! I guess this is now, what, a diary? - Tal

(A/N: Like I said, sorry for the bad chapter >_< It'll get better, I SWEAR.)