Chapter 1: Before New Love
(Hey, everybody who reads my stories, here's the first Chapter of Balto and Jenna's Love Story, please give constructive criticism on anything and give me advice on what I can do right. Again, I don't own any characters in this story (unless Vanessa appears) There may or may not be songs included within this story (Of course I proven myself wrong before.) Anyways :D please, sit back, and relax)
"The Heart… the most complex object within any living thing, some can be good, others can be bad…but no matter what we choose…be it choices of Light or choices of Dark, we still make a choice on how our lives will dictate, and how fate's hand will play in that very future that so many of us fear, nonetheless, the Heart is the very center of a living being and guides one through the times that person lives."
The sun shone low over the misty streets of San Francisco, no creature was awake on this particularly quiet day. But who knows, maybe the day is not "completely" quiet…
"Balto! Wake up Boychic; you'll be late for school!" Squawked a voice from the bottom of the stairs, a large clump of grayish fur lied upon a soft mattress, it groaned "Im Coming Boris!" the gray fur slumped off the bed and to the bathroom, to look at himself.
Balto, A half wolf, half dog canine, each trait of each feature showed; bearing the most common of wolf traits Grey fur, yellow shined in his irises, making the room almost illuminated, his paws were at least twice the size of a regular dog, but unlike most of his breed he was more dog then wolf.
"Great… another bad fur day…" Balto took a fur brush sitting on the side of the sink and soaked it in water, attempting to tame the beast that is his fur, he got the gray fur to stay down but a small tuft stood a bit, he sighs, "Close enough." Balto walked out of the bathroom and picked up his back pack and began searching his very untidy room for his books, notes, paper, and all other school essentials.
"Balto! Hurry it up! You gotta get going!" squawked Boris
Balto rolls his yellow eyes; Boris was very anal about his school, and always reminded him that he must do his very best, his grades weren't all that great just a few A's and a couple of B's, not to mention a C in Chemistry. "I'll be down in a second!" he yelled back.
Not a couple of seconds later, Balto came running down the steps and grabbing a piece of toast from the toaster along the way, "See ya Boris!" he rushed out the door, Boris waddled out of the kitchen but too late Balto was already no more then five blocks from the house. The goose Sighs, "He'll be hungry, when he gets home." Boris is a Russian goose who adopted Balto as his own son when he found the young wolf/dog pup walking alone in dark empty streets.
Balto's skinny legs carried him far, being on the track team for almost 4 years of his high school life; his time at San Francisco High was not his most memorable memories because he was picked on for most of his time by the pure bred Malamute Steele and his posse Nikki, Kaltag, and Star. Steele has been a thorn in his side (More like a stake) since the very day he had met him, always constantly beating the fact that he is half wolf into his skull and ridiculing him physically and mentally, If it weren't for his caretaker Boris and his friends, Balto could have done serious damage to his life, In one point Balto couldn't take the pain of being ridiculed any longer and was about to drown him self at the pier, until he met Charlie Barkin, another dog in his school and also one of the best therapists you could ever find, coaxed out of the idea, and from then on the two became the closest of friends, Charlie introduced him to his friends, also at the school, and they immediately welcomed Balto as one of their own, especially the Husky Exile.
Balto ran through the streets, speeding down each block in a matter of seconds, if there was a speeding limit, he would have gone over it in just five seconds. His home was thankfully closest to the school, and got there in record time. He skidded to a halt at the front lot, panting heavily. "…and Boris said I'd be late." He chuckled to himself and walked into the front entrance, smelling the cafeteria's breakfast period, smells of pancakes and sausages wafted through the air, intoxicating his senses. "I guess I could have some breakfast before class." He walked into the cafeteria and was met with two piercing blue eyes, "Oh… um hey…uh…Steele." Balto's ears pinned against his skull.
"Hmph, Don't hey me Wolf dog, where's my homework?" asked Steele.
Balto quickly took them out of his backpack and Steele snatched them from his paws. "Everything correct, right?" Steele gave Balto a hateful glare, Balto gulped and nodded, a smirk showed itself across the malamute's face, and then out of the corner of Balto's eyes, a paw came down on Balto's face but was caught in time by a white paw.
"Isn't there already enough fighting, I mean really?" Balto looked behind him and saw that Exile was the one who caught the punch, Steele made a threatening growl at him, "Bite me, and go back to the broken down country you came from."
"Ok, you asked for it." Exile said and let go of Steele's paw and in a flash clapped both his paws on both sides of Steele's face, Steele starts groaning and clapped his paws to his face in pain. Exile rubbed his paws, "Never insult Mother Russia or my friend in my presence or anywhere, ya got that?" Steele skulked off whispering vulgar and slanderous words under his breath.
Balto sighed in relief, "Thanks Exile."
"No problem comrade, Steele is just a bully, you got to learn to stand up to him" responded Exile.
Balto looked at his friend and his head droops, "I try, but I can't buck up the courage to…" Exile brought his chin upward to look at him, "Hey, you can do anything you set your mind to, once you start standing up for yourself, everyone will start to respect you as your friends do, now come on Balto, smile." Balto gave Exile a sheepish smile, and Exile returns the smile, "There's my copain." Exile smirks and pulls Balto into a tight bear hug, Balto gasps for air, "Exile-to tight-can't breathe." He wheezes.
Exile lets him go and Balto fills his lungs with sweet oxygen, and exhales.
"Thanks… I needed that." says Balto.
"No problem." Exile claps a paw to Balto shoulder in friendliness and they walk over to the small line of students waiting to receive there nourishments of the morning. Exile placed Balto in front of him, "You need it more then I do Balto, look at you, your skin and bones." Balto looked at himself, "So Im skinny, big deal." He thought. Soon, Balto had an unnecessary amount of food on his plate ranging from bagels to breakfast cereals, when it comes to food, both Exile and Boris cared about Balto's amount of food he consumes each day, constantly piling food on to his tray or plate until his stomach was about ready to burst.
Balto and Exile sat at their usual table and were met up with Blitz and Shag, just coming in. Blitz makes a whistling noise, "Exile, we all know that Balto's skinny but you don't have to shove food down his throat."
"Just making sure our comrade gets enough in his diet." Responds Exile, Balto took a nibble from on of the bagels on his tray, looking from Exile and Blitz, both talking about what had happened after their football practice, something about running laps and the coach arguing with a team member about the plays, pretty much just sport drama. As the two canines talked, Balto snuck some of his food into Shag's paws, who ate them in a quick gulp, Soon Charlie came to their table looking tired as he usually did, Balto was the first to greet him, "Another late study night?" he asks sneaking muffin to Shag from under the table.
"Yea, Mr. Banner's been keeping us real busy with that test today, I don't think I can stay awake." Charlie collapses into his seat, laying his head on the table, Balto looked at the clock, "Hey guys I'll be right back, Im going to head over to my first class and put my stuff away." Balto grabbed a muffin on the tray and pushed the rest to Charlie, who looked like he needed the energy, and walked out of the cafeteria taking a bite of the muffin, "Charlie really needs to keep his schedule in check sometimes, watching that girl Sasha from the outside of her window every night isn't healthy, not to mention kinda stalkerish, Then again, he is head over heels in love with her, so I can't really blame the guy." Balto walked down the hall not really paying attention to where he walked, he unconsciously bit another piece of the muffin, "I don't understand Charlie sometimes, how could one person instantaneously fall in love with another in just a few short seconds upon meeting, it's sort of illogical really, one person has to get to know that person and decide whether or not if they like him or her, then again I've seen Sasha reciprocate those same feelings, I see her write his name all over her notebook, even daydreaming about him. I wonder if-"
"Oomph!" Something broke his thoughts and bumped right into him, the muffin flew meters from his paw, "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, I am so clumsy at times." Said a frantic female voice, Balto looked upward at who had bumped him and his mouth immediately gaped, looking into the warm amber eyes, of a beautiful red furred husky.
"Jenna…"
(Kind of short, but a good starter I think, my first story/chapter of February! I hope you enjoyed it! God bless and happy February!)
