"Cause all of the stars are fading away, just try not to worry you'll see them some day,

take what you need and be on your way, and stop crying your heart out."

-- Oasis, Stop crying your heart out

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It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the dew was still fresh on the grass, causing it to sparkle in the sunlight. The sound of children laughing and talking could be heard halfway down the street, they were a loud bunch, but they were good children.

There were five children standing at the bus stop, a tall athletic girl, with bubblegum punk hair, who was talking animatedly with a brunette girl who had her hair back in a pony tail, that barely reached her shoulders, and behind them there were three boys, a tall pale boy with slicked back black hair, and a tall boy with chocolate colored skin, with bright orange hair, and a some what shorter, slightly chubby boy, who was eating a lollipop, with blond hair.

While the others were talking the blond boy seemed to have his mind else where, the orange haired boy was playing a DS, and the black haired boy was glaring at the DS, trying to refrain from taking it.

"So, like I was saying the dance is in one month Trixie, are you going?"

Trixie paused, frowning slightly she gave a slight shrug, "If some one asks me, I guess I will." She said smiling at her friend, some times she was jealous of Stephanie. Stephanie had a full figure, and she didn't, Stephanie was beautiful, and she was plain, Stephanie was unique, she was just like everyone else, Stephanie was always nice and cheerful, while she her self had severe mood swings.

Trixie looked at the ground and picked at the bracelet Stephanie had given her for her birthday, it was a beautiful white gold charm bracelet, and though Trixie had been happy to get it, she had also been quite depressed over it because she knew that she would never be able to get Stephanie something so nice, no matter had hard she worked, or saved. Trixie sighed slightly.

"What's the matter Trixie?" Stephanie asked, concerned for her friend, she didn't usually act this way, she was almost always smiling, and chattering away, unless of course Stingy had upset her, but this sudden wave had come from no where, and Stephanie didn't like her friends to be upset.

Just as Trixie was about to answer, a flipping figure landed in front of them, "Hello kids!" he said grinning and putting his hands on his hips.

"Hi Furinn*!" Stephanie said smiling widely.

"Hello Furinn." the rest of the group chorused.

"How are you all?" Furinn asked, though the answer was obvious, they were always fine with him in town.

"We're fine." Stephanie said giggling, though she wouldn't admit it Stephanie had had a crush on Furinn since she was a little girl, he had been here a long time, and so had she, she had come when she was eight years old to live with her uncle after her mother and father had been killed in a plane crash, Stephanie had only lived because she was in the back of the plane, playing with another child. It was Furinn who had drawn her out, who had helped her to see that it wasn't her fault that her parents had passed away, Stephanie still felt bad about it some times, and still cried every now and then.

Ziggy smiled lightly but didn't say anything, as the rest of the kids talked with Furinn, he was watching the approaching figure.

Robbie had his hands in his pockets, with his gaze permanantly fixed on the ground, his attire was as dark as his mood, though it was in shades of purple rather then black, as most teenagers his, that felt the way he felt, would wear.

Robbie was a very odd person, he was mean most of the time, and though he did want friends he didn't bother trying to show it, knowing that the other kids would think he was just pulling a prank on them. Though Robbie could have tried to change the way he acted, and become friends with Stephanie and the others, he didn't feel up to it.

It wasn't even the fact that Robbie disliked them, though he some what did, it was the fact that Robbie was depressed. He felt abandoned, and he didn't know why, he knew his father only worked so hard for him, he also knew that they had moved to Lazytown for his sake, but he couldn't help but resent the fact that his father was gone every day of the week except for Saturday, his father had missed his birthday because of work, and at the moment, that was the cause for Robbie's attitude.

Robbie came to a stop three and a half feet away from the group, leaving his earbuds in so that he could ignore Furinn, and his preaching of health, and all that was sports. Robbie was mad at the world right now, and he really didn't need to hear about how bad junk food was for him, and how apples and oranges were all that was good in that world. Robbie glared at Furinn, though the man hadn't even attempted to say one word to him yet, Robbie turned around and looked at the trees behind him.

Taking a sketch book out of his back back, and some charcoals, Robbie began to draw. He didn't notice that Furinn had long since flipped away, and he didn't notice three minutes later when the other kids boarded the bus, and he didn't notice when the bus pulled away from the curb, leaving him to walk to school.

Robbie had been drawing for a few moments when he felt a tap on his shoulder, frowning slightly he turned to face his interruption, and when he looked into the face of the boy standing beside him, his heart started beating faster. The boy in front of him had the most startlingly blue eyes he had ever seen, and he was very handsome, with a light tan, and wavy blond hair. Robbie slowly took his ear buds out, not noticing that he was hugging his sketch book, he held his hand out slowly, "Hi, I'm Robbie."

The boy laughed, he had a beautiful airy laugh, that gave Robbie the impression that he was completely confident "I'm Sportacus." the boy said as he shook Robbie's hand, he had the same accent as Furinn.

Robbie forced a smile as he pulled his hand away, and began putting his sketch book and charcoals away, "You wouldn't happen to be related to Nine would you?" Robbie asked as he put his back pack on.

"Yes, I would, he's my father." Sportacus said grinning.

Robbie nodded as he turned around, wondering why the kids weren't swarming Sportacus already, "... Where is everybody?" he asked, quite shocked.

"Oh, yes, that's why I stopped, the bus left. I was jogging to school, so I saw you standing here, and figured you might want to know." Sportacus said grinning.

Robbie nodded slowly "Thanks..." he said frowning slightly, "Mind if I walk to school with you?" Robbie asked as he out his hands in his pockets.

"No, not at all." Sportacus said smiling, and beginning to walk away.

Robbie followed him, not knowing why he had been so nice to the boy, but figuring that maybe he could start making friends here.

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A/N; *Íþróttaálfurinn, yes I'm lame, and can't think up an original name for number nine, so I used a part of Íþróttaálfurinn for it~

Okay, let me know what you think of this you guys, it's an AU LT fic where the kids are the same age as Sportacus and Robbie, and Robbie has a dad~ It's a high school fic, and I know that is really weird, but I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I wrote it down. Now this version is WAY different from my original manuscript. And also, I guess that they're around 17 or some thing.

I know the title is weird, but this is mainly about Robbie, because he's my favorite .. Anyway, I'll be updating once a week, since I have alot of the chapters already written out on paper, and I guess, that I'll update every sunday.

I hope that it's okay ^^.

~Ciao.