Okay, this is the new story. I'll need a few ocs for it, but, I'll talk more about that in the 2nd chapter, where the form will be. (If the form is no longer there that means I am no longer accepting characters, so please, do not continue to send me them if there is no form.)
(This might change, but, the story is sort of going to kinda follow one of my favorite books: The Truth About Forever. And book was super action packed, but I'll try to add some action through out this story)
Cal is made up. I didn't wanna pair her up with an actual character at the start because Cal will be bashed on. (Yes Cal will act like Silver but honestly I do not want to bash on soulsilvershipping because it's cute)
Lyra Kotone sat back at her desk, flipping through another pamphlet of scholarships she needed to apply to before the end of the summer. Well, she had a few months until summer was over, because summer technically just started.
Last week.
And she already wished it was over. She just wanted to get back to school. Summers dragged on and she didn't really do much. Plus, her boyfriend, Cal, was off at some summer camp for the next 8 weeks.
She sighed and put her head on her desk. She could study for the SAT, or do some summer reading for her lit class, maybe practice some math or science problems in the workbooks she had stacked up on her desk?
Maybe she could go out back and play with her furret? No, it was curled up asleep on her bed.
Maybe should could call one of her best friends, Dawn and May? No, she forgot that they were both down at the beach for the next two weeks doing some marine biology camp.
Why didn't she sign up for a summer camp?
Oh yeah, she couldn't imagine herself spending 2 to 8 weeks away from home doing the same thing all the time. Which, now that she thought about it, was what she was doing now. Except now she was doing it from the comfort of her own home.
She didn't know what to do.
"Hey, sweetie." Her mother knocked gently on the door before opening it. "I know this is sudden and I hope I'm not interrupting your studying, but I just got a call from work. There's a new exhibit opening down on Feltchings Island at the beginning of fall. They want me to head down there in a few days to start helping them work on it. Now, I know you planned to stay here this summer and study, and you're old enough now, so I will trust you home alone if you want to stay here inste-"
"I'll go." Lyra said eagerly.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Lyra exclaimed, standing up. "When are we leaving?"
"In about three days. We'll be gone for the whole summer. Is that okay?"
"That's great!" Lyra smiled.
"Alright then. Make a check list and bring everything you need. I won't be turning around if you forget something." Her mom said and left the room.
"Thank mew." Lyra sighed in relieve and pulled out an empty notebook. She grabbed a pen and started her check list. She liked to have things organized and she knew she'd forget something if she didn't make a check list.
Going to the beach didn't change too much, she knew that. Her mother would be working all the time and Lyra would know no one down there, but that was okay. She could sit on the beach and work on a practice SAT or read. She stacked the books and workbooks on her desk so she wouldn't forget them. She didn't want to do them, but, Cal would get mad with her if she didn't at least try, and besides, it was to help prepare her for her senior year of highschool and for the rest of her life.
Cal wasn't a bad guy. He really wasn't. He was smart, super smart. When he met Lyra at the start of junior year, he was surprised by how unprepared she was for college. He decided he would help her, and somehow along the way they started dating. They had been together for 6 months, but it didn't feel like it. To Lyra, it sort of felt like they were some old, boring married couple. They barely went on dates, barely held hands or even kissed. He was always busy to preoccupied with something else.
Lyra was worried one of the smart girls at the summer camp would steal him away, but she knew Cal would never do that to her. He loves her.
Well, he had never actually said that he loves her, but she knew he did.
She pulled out her suitcases from her closest and began to pack the books into a larger one. Her laptop followed and sat on the top, since she knew she'd use it again soon. The smaller one was soon filled with shirts, pants, shorts, other articles of clothing and shoes. She grabbed a small luggage bag that was made for toiletries and filled it with her hair products, brushes, and anything else she might need.
She went over her check list a few times before she and furret ventured towards her mother's room, finding the woman sitting in the middle of the floor, surrounded by clothes. The woman's kirlia shook it's head and gave Lyra a pleading look.
"Mom." Lyra mumbled, picking up and folding the clothes. She piled them into the woman's suitcase. "When will you stop being horrible at packing?"
"Never. You'll have to help me back for all my future trips. Oh gosh, I need to call the neighbor's and see if they'll housesit for us and get the mail…I need to cancel the trash pick up…" Her mother went on and on.
"I can handle it." Lyra cut her off and left her to pack the rest of her items. Sometimes Lyra really wondered what her mom would do without her.
"So, where are we staying?" Lyra asked after the two hour car ride. They were crossing the bridge onto the island and furret was running all around the car, excited to be somewhere new.
"This cute bed and breakfast! The director said it's very nice and it's big, so it's not like we're staying in someone's house. It's more like an inn, I suppose. The director said many teenagers work there in the summer, so you'll have people your age around." Her mother gushed happily. "Our rooms are jointed, so you have your own space and I have mine. Lord knows we could not share a room without one of us blowing a gasket."
"Exactly." Lyra agreed. People her age? She wasn't too sure about that.
They soon arrived a dark blue inn. It had a wraparound porch that was white and a deck for people to eat out on when the weather was nice. It was across the street from the beach and had a few empty lots on each side that were well kept and filled with green grass and flowers. So far, it looked great.
The inside wasn't much different. It had a small lobby, with a check in desk. To the left were the stairs, to the right was just a sitting room. The right also had a large hallway that led to an open room. It was filled with tables and it was obviously where you ate. There was a nice window table Lyra noticed that would be perfect for studying. She figured the double doors to the left of the room led to the kitchen, but she wasn't traveling back there.
She heard her mother call for her, so she returned to the check in desk, where an old man was.
"I'm glad you decided to stay with us. Ah, don't worry about your bags. My grandson will get them for you. Cassius!" He called. A few moments later, a boy entered the room. Lyra first noticed his hair, which was blond with a brown streak down the middle of it. It was spikier and like a hairstyle you would find on some person who belonged in a pop punk band or something. He was dressed casually, a white tank top with an unbuttoned white shirt with blue stripes, then cut off at the knees shorts. He had a name tag on that had an anchor on it and his name. "Can you please take these ladies bags and show them to their room? They're in North 65 and 66."
"You're killin' me here, gramps." He complained, but flashed Lyra and her mother a smile. "Espeon, wanna help a bro out?" He asked the pink pokemon, who was sleeping on the desk happily. It opened one eye and shook it's head. "Guess ya don't want a treat then. Fine by me." He picked up the suitcase with Lyra's books in it and took a deep breath. "Woah." He mumbled, not expecting it to be heavy. Espeon, seeing his struggle and deciding to be nice, jumped off the desk and used it's psychic powers to lift Lyra's mother's two suitcases and Lyra's smaller suitcase, while they held their own toiletries bags.
"So, where are you two from?" Cassius asked as they went up the stairs. "You look super familiar. Don't I know you?" He asked, looking at Lyra. She looked at him until it hit her.
"Oh, Cassius Rushton, right?" She asked, though she'd know that hair anywhere.
"Lyra!" He smiled, remembering. "Nice to see ya outside of 's math class." He stopped at a room and pull the key out of his pocket. "Here you go, ." He let Espeon place the bags in the room and handed the woman the key. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."
He went to the next room and repeated the process with Lyra. Her mother knocked on the door that the connected the two rooms, wanting Lyra to unlock, which she did.
"Oh, yeah, a few other kids from school work here too." Cassius said, right in front of Lyra's mother. "Maybe on our day off we can all hang out at the beach together?"
"Ah, that sounds wonderful. She'd love too!" Her mother smiled and Lyra inwardly groaned. She really wasn't too sure about that. Cal told her to stay away from Cassius. He was nice, but he had trouble written all over him.
"Sweet. I'll see ya later, enjoy your stay." He cheered before shutting the door. Furret instantly jumped onto the beach and Lyra started to unpack.
"Don't you wanna go hit up the beach?" Her mother asked.
"I want to unpack first." Lyra told her calmly, even though she was sort of mad at her. "Then I'm going to call Cal and tell him about this. He wanted to write me a letter, but I need to give him the address of this place."
"Ah, good idea sweetie." Her mother smiled and went back into her own room. "Don't forgot to study. I know the beach is enticing."
"I know mom."
"But don't spend too much time studying."
"Mom, I know, no need to worry." Lyra faked a smile and shut the door joining their rooms, and made sure to lock it.
Lyra got along very well with her mother. Lyra was mature. Her mother didn't have to worry about Lyra much. She didn't go out too much, and if she did she called her or texted her to tell her where she was and to ask permission. She studied and got good grades and never argued with her mother.
Lyra was the perfect child, and she wanted to stay that way.
Later on, once she was mostly unpacked, she gave in to her mother and left her room for a little tour of the place. Laptop in her hand and furret on her shoulders, she ventured down the stairs. A blonde girl was now at the desk, reading a book with the espeon stretched across the desk.
"Excuse me?" Lyra asked, a little nervous. The girl didn't really give off a cheerful vibe like Cassius or his grandfather had.
"Yes?" She asked, looking up from her book. Lyra's eyes went straight to the scar on the girl's left cheek. Is wasn't large and it didn't make her cheek looked deformed, but it was noticeable. "Can I help you, Lyra?"
Lyra was taken back that she knew her name, but Lyra quickly recognized the girl as Natalie Chem, another person Cal told her was no good. She was aggressive and sarcastic, according to him. "Oh, hello Natalie. Uh, I was just wondering if we were allowed to sit in the dining area if we weren't eating."
"Eh, I mean, ya can if you want. The waiters will keep harassing you if you do though. They can be assholes." She said and shrugged. "I suggest a rocking chair or swing on the porch, or the sitting area right there. If you do want to sit in the dining room, some window sills have cushions and you can read there."
"Oh, thank you." She said politely, surprised it went so well.
"No problem. Later." Nate said and went back to her book. She scratched Espeon's ear, making the pokemon purr.
"I have arrrriiivvveeedd!" A brunette girl cheered, slamming the door open. Her long curly hair bounced in a ponytail and her light purple eyes scanned the room. Her white dress twirled as she spun around, looking for someone. "Is Jordan not here yet? Darn. I got all cute for nothin'. Anyway, set me up with a room, Nate." Leighton brushed by Lyra, the smell of lavender filled the air. "Can I have a room on the top floor?"
"Uh, no. First floor, just like the rest of us who stay here." Nate said, irritation clear in her voice. Now Lyra could see why Cal told her to steer clear of her. Lyra recognized Leighton. Cal never said she was trouble but called her spoiled and rotten. Nate pulled out a key and slid it over to her.
"And the elevator is busted?" Leighton whined, looking up the stairs.
"It's one flight of stairs. That's like, 11 steps." Nate rolled her eyed. "Espeon, sweets, can you help her?" She asked the pink pokemon, who lifted up one of the girl's bags with it's powers and trotted up the stairs. "Be back down in twenty minutes. Your first shift starts soon."
"Urg." Lyra heard Leighton groan.
"This summer is going to rock." Nate grumbled, sighing.
"Nate, the guy with the elevator repair company called, did you call him back?" A male with green hair appeared in the room. He was tall, maybe 6 feet tall. His green hair spiked out on the sides of his head and he had green eyes that stopped on Lyra when he saw her. He turned his attention back to Nate, who was talking.
Lyra gripped her laptop tight and went out the front door to the porch, walking it twice before she found a good spot. The front of the inn actually didn't face the ocean. One side of the building did. The back and front faced empty lots that were obviously going to stay empty, since they had no for sales signs on them and looked like someone paid to have them well taken care of. The road by the inn wasn't very busy either, so there wasn't too much noise.
She really hoped Cal had replied to the email she sent earlier, because she needed to tell him that not just Cassius was here, but Natalie and Leighton, and, of course, Proton.
Proton was the one guy Cal said she should avoid at all costs. He was sharpied out with trouble written all over him. He was mean, nasty, and cruel.
Lyra hadn't experienced this first hand and she knew rumors weren't always true, but when you hear enough of them, you start to believe in them. Besides, Cal was right about a lot of things.
All Lyra really knew was that she was going to be stuck here for the summer.
I really tried to go slow with this, but I feel like I went too slooww…anyway, forms to submit a character are in the next chapter, unless I delete them, which means I am not taking anymore characters. I really hope I get some cool characters!