So, Here's the first chapter of my new story. Sorry it sounds like I'm filling out a log, that probably won't last depending on the response I get from this chapter. Please enjoy the story. I will see you guys at the end of the chapter.

Introductions.

Welcome to Twin Peaks High school. We are based out of Kailua Kona Hawaii. Here we mainly focus on science and agriculture topics, and we never really had much of a sports team. Until now that is.

My name's Jackson Texeira, my friends call me "Tex". This is my school. I specialize in heavy labor. Meaning that when people have to move something big, they come to me. Which is weird considering that I'm only about 5'6".

So the deal is, we have recently gotten ourselves a Tankery team. The thing is, Tankery is currently only big in Japan. It recently got a hold here in the US, but at the moment, there are only a few teams in the country, and no real league, meaning no matches in the US. But, since we are a school ship, why not just sail over to Japan? Well, first off we need a team. The school managed to get a massive grant for tankery, which went towards, you guessed it…Tanks. Used tanks, but still, Tanks nonetheless. So all we need to do is get a team together. Obviously I'm in. I'm an expert on tanks and armored warfare, and according to my friends, I'm one of the most soldier like people in the school. But one guy isn't enough to crew twelve tanks. Thankfully some of my friends also joined. Three to be exact.

My friend Isaac Kecka. He's about an inch taller than me with a surfer's physique. We've known each other about a year, but we both want to join the military when we grow up and we share a lot in common, although he is not a huge public speaker.

Then there's my friend Levi Chang. Same height as Isaac but a lot stronger. The man looked like he was made out of solid granite, and he didn't even bother doing push-ups. He was worried about his chest getting to big. He was a farmer. Most of us on the ship were. You'd be surprised that the big island of Hawaii is largely made up of farmland.

Me and him go way back. His grandmother practically forced him into this school because I was a good influence on him. But he liked it here. Both of them studied agriculture, and were pretty good at it.

The third and final member of the group was Keali'I Brooks. I knew him from the spearfishing trips we did over the weekends. He also farmed a little, but he mostly worked in the Marine science part of the school.

So, that's our team so far. We need to find more people, and fast. Because, if we can't get a minimal crew for at least five of the tanks, we won't be able to compete. Thankfully, we have a few places we can start.

So, day one of the search. I decided to start with the rest of my friends. Including some of my closest friends. After history class, which is my favorite, we sat down for lunch. I had a lunch group separate from the rest of my friends and I was known for bringing some pretty good food.

Today's lunch was a slab of Ahi, or yellow fin tuna, boiled in lemon.

"So… the schools got a new tankery team!" I said.

"Yeah, I heard at opening." My friend Summer Donald said without looking up from her sandwich. She was taller then me at about 5'8" and wasn't the most athletic of any group. None of these guys were. They were all gamers.

"Is anybody thinking of joining?" I asked.

"I might." Said Austin James, my third oldest friend. Also taller than me, and wider then me to. He spoke with a bit of Hot Pocket in his mouth. He was defiantly the a very talkative person, and he didn't give a shit what people thought about him. That's why he was my friend.

"I might to." Said Nils Parker. The skinniest, and quietest man I have ever met. He was my second oldest friend, and like Austin, he didn't care what people said about him.

"Great. What position would you want to be in?" I asked curiously. Immediately they both said gunner. I saw it coming, and how could I not have? Gunner was the most alluring job. But for me, I wanted to be the commander, so I wasn't to bothered about their choice.

"Of course you did. Does anybody else want to join?" I asked writing their names down, on a list.

"I might." Said Bryon James. One of my newer friends, and Summer's boyfriend. Or ex-boyfriend. I can never tell if they've broken up or not. He was only an inch taller then I.

"Me to." Said Chris Kaiser. He was tall at around 6 foot even. He was one of the stronger members of my group, but the years have not been kind to him. In many ways.

"Summer?" I asked.

"No thanks. I'm not one for physical activity." She said, partially joking.

"Oh, c'mon. It's like being in one of your videogames, except for real." I tried to persuade her.

"I'll think about it. How's that?"

"Fine. Oliver, how about you?" I asked. Oliver Bishop a freshman, which in this school made him a ninth grader. He was a generous and was already taking a pre-calculus class. Although he was one of the more awkward persons in my friend circle.

"Yeah, I'll give it a try." He said.

"Awesome!" I said writing down the names. That gave me enough people for one tank.

Time to see how many more we could get.

So at final check of the day, I had managed to snag six people in total with a bunch of maybes from the chess club. Weird how many people play other than your average nerd.

Isaac was able to get two from the HAM Radio club, and Levi managed to get another two from the Hydroponics club. Keali'I only managed to get one person from deep-sea organisms club. All in all, not a bad day. And I still have one more place to look. The school's resident robotics team.

I use the word "team" lightly because I this isn't exactly a group that will stick together till the end. But they respect each other enough to be considered a team.

So, the next day I walked into the robotics building where they were building a robot that could climb something, and I made the announcement to the class.

I'm in to building things every now and then. Not on such a scale, but I am part of the schools Martian rover project. That's right, I'm helping design something that astronauts will use to drive around on the red planet. Although, I'm one of the engineers on the team. Meaning I don't have to do any of those nasty weight conversions or rocket science calculations. Thank god because I suck at math.

Anyway, after I made the announcement I got another ten applicants, including one Kaia McTavish. Let me explain why this is such a huge issue. Kaia McTavish is one of the smartest girls in the school, and brains is just as important as bronze. She's handy with a toolkit, although I think fifty-ton metal beasts are beyond her, and she's not exactly what you would call physically inclined. But she could pull her own weight. As you may have guest at my pathetic rambling, I have a huge crush on her. What can I say, I have a thing for smart chicks. I know what your all thinking, Blasphemy!, yeah well fuck you to. That's beyond the point. If she can keep her head on in the thick of it, then it should be just fine.

Any way we have enough to crew three tanks at the moment. It's another week till training starts, so hopefully more people will show up. I have a feeling they will because I've heard a lot of chatting amongst friends about it. So hopefully we get enough. Until we do however, I'm going to brush up on my tankery tactics.

So, hope you guys enjoyed it, I will be updating as much as possible. Please R&R and feel free to Fav&Follow. No put downs. Constructive comments only. And as always, Semper Fi carry on.