Hey Guys! :D Deedee here, this is my first EVER fanfic, so I really hope you like it. :) Please, Please, PLEASE review! Yeah, sorry for begging, but seriously, I want to know what you guys think, and I don't really want to write something if I know you guys don't like it. So…. I don't own Coraline or any of the characters, But enough of that- onto the story!

Damn…

Wybie cursed himself under his breath as he slumped back again a tree, a moan escaping his lips.

It had been pretty much 2 years since 'the incident' as Coraline called it, and Wybie had grown a lot, although it didn't show too much because of his slouch. He still wore the same old black fire-fighter jacket, same old dark jeans, and at a first glance, there wasn't much difference at all. But he smiled a lot more than he had before. The reason? Coraline Jones- his best friend… His only true friend. She had given him a chance and Wybie knew he owed her for that.

The young teen had been over almost every day since to tend to his section of her garden. It was actually coming along nicely, the colours so bright they were enough to lift anyone's moods, and passers-by often gave compliments, if not directly, then in whispers, about how amazing the place looked.

But today, Wybie felt like he was going to die. His entire section had been uprooted, and replaced with beets. Of all the vegetables in the world, Wybie was proud to say after visiting Mr Bobinski's house a few times, he was sick of them. And now all his hard work had been ruined by the crazed acrobat's obsession.

"Why beets anyway?" He muttered to himself. Not expecting an answer, the purr that came from the left nearly made the young boy fall over from shock. Wybie stumbled and turned to face two ice blue eyes, looking back at him with amusement. These eyes belonged to the 'feral', slim, black Cat, sly enough to be a shadow, but with a good heart, Cat had proven to be a loyal companion to both Wybie and Coraline.

"Oh… It's only you." Wybie laughed and Cat purred, slinking out of the branch of the tree and down onto Wybie's shoulder, where the creature settled, like a parrot, and gave the boy what could have easily passed as a grin. "I seriously hope Coraline sticks up for me when I complain to Mr B." The boy growled slightly, and Cat just blinked in response.

With a small stretch the boy dusted off his fire-fighter's jacket, and set off down the path towards the 'Pink Palace.' The house looked no different than the day Coraline moved in, which is why the girl had always insisted on the garden. To brighten the place up.

But, although Wybie wouldn't admit it to anyone, the thing he knew brightened up the place the most was her smile. The adventurous, bright, lovable Coraline Jones' smile.

OOO

Beep Beep Beep!

Coraline moaned, slamming her fist on her bedside cabinet, before fumbling about to find the alarm clock. With no success, she lifted her head ever so slightly, glaring at the table through blurred, sleepy eyes. Rubbing them to try and bring them to focus, she finally managed to locate the annoying monstrosity that insisted on awakening her from peaceful dreams.

Sitting up, she gazed around as if confused by her surrounding before she remembered. It was finally the weekend. And if the alarm was set at 8:00am, that would mean it wouldn't be long before-

"Hey! Jonesy!" Came a familiar call from outside her window, and the blue haired girl looked up out of her daze and peered out of her window. Coraline, A lot like Wybie, had stayed close to her roots, and so little had changed about her. The gloves she had bought on her first day in her new home had become worn out, but still she wore them. However, whenever she was asked why, she would give a mischievous grin and just say 'They remind me of all the reasons I don't hate this place.'

No one ever really understood that though. But she didn't care. It meant something to her anyway.

There was a tap as something small rebounded of the window. "Jonesy! C'mon! Are you even awake yet?" His smooth, kind voice shouted.

Coraline rolled her eyes. "Hang on! Jeez Wyborne, you really need to learn patience!"

There was a soft huff from outside and Coraline laughed. She knew he hated being called Wyborne. 'Only my gran'ma's allowed to call me by… That name.' He would say, but like Coraline's gloves, that saying was worn with overuse, so he didn't really care anymore. Well, He did but he tried (and failed) not to show it.

Getting dressed, and brushing her bird's nest of morning hair she thudded down the floorboards that groaned in response, threatening to break under even the light weight that belonged to Coraline.

"Bye Mom going out to the garden with Wybie be back soon love you!" Coraline yelled without taking any breathes between what should have been two sentences.

Mel Jones only grumbled her acknowledgement in response and gave a slight nod as her daughter passed. "Mmm… Kay… Be good…" She yawned.

It wasn't long before her husband slid past, his slippers scraping the floor boards beneath. "With all the time those two spend together, you'd think they'd be going out…" He breathed with a sly grin.

Ok, I'm sorry this chapter wasn't very long, but I promise the next one will be longer! :D Like I said before, Please review, or else I won't write more, because I don't know if you like it so far or not. :) Unfortunately, I'm not telepathic! Anywho, Hope you guys like, lots of love,

Dee. xx