A/N: PLEASE READ/SKIM EVEN THOUGH IT'S LONG!
(I know it's technically against the rules to make a whole chapter an A/N and I am so sorry that this ending up being so lengthy but chapter one is at the bottom. Please don't be mad.)
I don't own Minecraft: Story Mode, its characters, its plot, etc. I only own my OCs and the small touches I add with my imagination.
Hey all! I am so excited to finally post my first ever fanfiction to this website! Let's start off with an introduction. First off, you can call me Cookie. I'm not going to say anything personal about myself but instead remain anonymous. But I don't bite, I swear I'm friendly. :) This (extremely long) A/N will be an about-my-schedule and a more in-depth description than what I could fit on that description paragraph, all in one. Does that explain the length?
Now, about my upload schedule… it may be very inconsistent until I can get into a routine, for now this is all one huge experiment. It also depends on how fast readers want more, I'll work as fast as my fingers can fly across the keyboard. But I'm also involved in a time-consuming sport and I am not willing to let my grades slip for writing, so forgive me if I go missing for small (or maybe large) periods of time. Hopefully if I'll be busy for an extended amount of time, I'll let everyone know.
I also just want to take the time to say something else (I'll probably repeat every few chapters in an A/N because it's quite important to me). I want constructive criticism. I'm asking for it, begging for it even. If you see a major typo or a glaring mistake, please please please let me know. Or, of course, to some of the more frequent uploaders on this website (y'all know who you are, you're incredibly talented people), if you happen to read my little story and have some tips that would improve my writing, I'd love a quick comment about that. I won't take it as offensive or bossy, I swear. In fact, I know more than anyone that there's a lot of little writing tips I have yet to learn. Of course, and this should be common sense, just don't have hurtful intentions when critiquing. If you don't like my little story, then why are you even reading it, right?
And now for the description that you clicked on this fanfiction for…or maybe you just accidentally clicked it trying to read something much better than this. That too. Oh well, even if you did that, you still read all of this, so why would you still be here if you weren't even a little interested? Gotcha. Here it is!
This will be the first book in hopefully quite a few, can't say exactly. This is almost a novelization of the book, but THERE WILL BE CHANGES IN THE STORY, MINOR AND MAJOR! I've been sitting on some of these ideas for a while, planning it all out. The same general storyline will remain the same, but I will be making it more Lukesse in lots and lots of spots. Fans of the game, you can expect the same major plot points to be covered in this book (The endgame will be Jesse slaying the W.S) but you cannot expect, for example, Jetra moments to be highlighted because that's not what this is about. BY THE WAY, as much as I'm all for constructive criticism, if I get a complaint in the comments saying there is too much Lukesse and not enough time with other characters, I will reply by copying and pasting the link to this A/N and telling them to scroll a little more than halfway down! This is a warning right now to expect that THIS FANFIC WILL MAINLY HIGHLIGHT THE GROWING RELATIONSHIP OF FEMALE JESSE AND LUKAS. This may not be the fanfic for you if you like super sudden or quick happily-ever-afters. Their relationship will be a slow and gradual (and much more realistic in my opinion) process, and you will have to be patient, my friends.
This fanfiction series will begin when the gang are freshmen in high school. That does not make this an AU! The events of Minecraft Story Mode: Season One will come AFTER, and the events of the DLC and Season Two will follow that. How long after? I won't say. Just know that it's coming.
A few more things. A little later in the story (not now, the beginning will be fine), there may or may not be references to some darker topics, like drugs or alcohol, among other things, just be warned. I will try my hardest to just imply, and if it is heavily referenced in a chapter I'll put a warning at the beginning of that chapter. That also doesn't mean that I am supporting the use of those things. More on that when it comes. This absolutely in no way needs an M rating though, and I would not be writing something of that rating. If you're a teenager there is nothing in this that I believe you can't handle.
Also, there is no guarantee that there won't be OCs in this. Not many, since I feel that once you add too many OCs it becomes less of a fanfic and more of an original story, but that is just my opinion. Any OCs added WILL NOT play major roles in the story, but instead they would be side characters, like classmates or minor friends. Last thing I swear, this fanfiction will include both male (called J) and female Jesse (called Jesse or Jess), the first ones. They will be siblings (not twins though), and more on that will be explained in the book.
Anyway, thank you for reading my A/N that was practically a novel in itself (they won't normally be that lengthy). I really hope I didn't forget anything or bore anyone to death, and (hopefully) enjoy chapter one! Comment if you have any questions…I'm out of here!
CHAPTER ONE-
Jesse's POV
I stare at my face with dismay.
"Stupid zit…" I grumble, my nose practically touching the mirror in my dimly lit bathroom, smearing another dot of concealer onto my forehead and rubbing it in hastily with the tip of my finger.
With my other hand, I crank the faucet on and rinse the makeup out from underneath my fingernails. I notice with a slight bit more annoyance that the strings of my hoodie, which were sitting in the sink, are now soaking wet.
There's a loud pound on the door. "Jesse? Are you still in there?" My brother's tired voice asks from the other side.
I press down the power button on my phone to steal a glance at the time. It's 6:23; I've been hogging the bathroom for a good 25 minutes now.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm done." I sigh. I haven't even touched my hair yet, but I unlock the door. Not a moment later, it swings open and J pushes past me.
"You look like you just rolled out of bed." I laugh, noting his obvious eye bags. "Aren't you going to dress up?"
"Once you're a senior," he laughs dismissively, "You stop caring about how you look at school. You've got a lot to learn, Jess."
"I've got time." I reply, fiddling with a bobby pin that was laying on the counter.
"I suppose. Now get out." J shoves me gently but I stand my ground, crossing my arms.
"My hair's not done." I pout.
"Yeah, well, I need to shower. Find a different mirror." He grabs a towel and throws it over his arm. I moan. J laughs at me again. "What, are you nervous?"
"Are you telling me you weren't nervous for your first day of high school?" I demand.
He thinks about it. "I really wasn't, Jesse. There's nothing to be nervous about, I promise. Just gotta keep your eye on the prize. Good grades and good building, and you've got yourself a spot. I'd put good money on that." I smile, remembering my building class and the team I'm trying out for.
"Thanks, J. That helped."
"That's what I'm here for." He put a hand on my shoulder and I grin. "By the way…" he continues. "There's a zit on your forehead."
I frown. "How did you ever solve that one, Sherlock?"
"Well, it was very simple. I used one of the five senses—"
"That's great, J." I interrupt. "I'm going to go do my hair."
"You do that." As soon as I step outside the bathroom, the door shuts behind me. Just as the shower comes to life, I realize I left my hairbrush in the bathroom. I sigh. I'll do my hair later, I decide, throwing it up into a messy bun for now.
My empty stomach leads me across the hall and into our petite kitchen, where a platter of cinnamon rolls is waiting on the counter. I smile and accept one, noting my mom's cursive writing on a napkin right next to it. Happy first day, Jess and J.
Dropping the treat onto a paper plate (we're just about out of dishes at the moment), I sit down at the seat at the kitchen table that I've claimed as my own and lick the icing off my fingers. For the first time all morning, I'm able to check my phone. I have 2 missed calls and 6 texts from my best friend.
Jesse
Jesse
Jesse
Are u there?
Wake up
Jesse
I sigh, taking a massive bite out of my breakfast, then licking my fingers again and typing in a quick message.
I'm awake!
In an instant, Olivia texts me back.
Took u long enough
I shake my head, wiping the icing from the corners of my mouth with my thumb.
J: I was getting ready.
O: U couldn't check ur phone?
J: Well, it's (I quickly glance at my phone time) 6:30 already. I'm running low on time and I still have to do my hair and get dressed and finish eating.
O: What have u been doing all morning?
J: makeup
O: wow ok
My cinnamon roll is already halfway gone. I bite into it again and close out my text app, scrolling through the news. Pretty much same old, until one local headline catches my eye.
Gravel Peninsula School District Welcomes Back Students for New School Year
It's not out of place, but it makes me feel nervous. It hadn't really hit me that today was the first day of school. Not until just now.
I'm a freshman. Which means that I am an official Gravel Peninsula Ocelot. It's definitely not the best school mascot in the world, since most people see them as more cute and cuddly than intimidating, but it's better than nothing.
I hear the bathroom door click open and my brother's voice calls for me down the hall. "Jesse, are you almost ready?"
"Almost ready? I was waiting for you to get out of the shower!" I shout back with my mouth full with my last bite of cinnamon roll.
"We've gotta be out of here in five minutes! Get your bag ready!" J yells.
"Are you serious?" I groan. I guess I let time get away from me. I push the chair back and stand, folding my paper plate in two and tossing it into the trash can. I scramble over to the mirror in the front room, but the lighting isn't great. I end up leaving my hair and my outfit the way it is.
"I'm going to look homeless." I grumble. "On my first. Day. Of. School."
Not a moment later J enters the kitchen with his black backpack slung over his shoulder. He yawns loudly and drops his backpack on a chair, then pulls his lunchbox out of the fridge and shoves it into the bag, which is already ripping slightly at the seams from four years of use. Not sure how he has room for everything he manages to fit into that old thing. "You coming, junior?" he asks me.
I turn away from the mirror and pick up my backpack, which was laying in the front room. "I'm not so junior anymore, J."
"You'll always be junior in my eyes."
"And you'll always be stubborn in mine." I retort playfully, meeting him in the kitchen. "I guess I'm ready to go."
A/N: I know what you're thinking: seriously, another A/N? Don't worry, this'll be short and sweet.
Thanks for reading my lil' story! I'd love feedback and hopefully will (attempt to) post again before next week? Or the week after? Don't depend on consistent updates.
Also, please no spoilers. Even though there'll be lots of differences in this story and the main game, this storyline will generally follow the actual game and I don't want to ruin anything for people who aren't caught up yet (I just played Season 2 Episode 3 and it was amazing).
Final thing, this will follow Jesse for a while. For the first several chapters, Lukas may not even show up. Just don't be depending on his appearance immediately. And expect his point of view even farther in the future (but know that eventually both of them will have a POV). Thanks so much everyone!