Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs. Nope, not the characters, rights, or
anything, etc. They all belong to the wonderous author, K. A. Applegate.
But I will say that I absolutely love this series. Not only is it
philosophical, funny, and cool, it's a good read in general and all
together (am I being redundant? Heehee.). That has to count for something,
don't you think? Well, enough ranting! On with the story, ha!
"Daughter of the Past, Light of the Future"
There I was, sitting in a Burger King booth with the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. As if girls could ever resist my Marco Mojo, ha ha! She had curly, auburn, almost brown hair, and strange eyes that seemed to change color with her mood, or her clothes. They were an indefinable color, like looking into a glass of water sitting on the grass outside under the sun. Well, something like that. And did I mention she was my height? Oh, yeah, she was perfect.
The universe doesn't like perfection.
As I was sitting there, trying to think of something to say, the restaurant grew dark and a large shadow fell on our table. We looked up, only to find a big pee-in-your pants scary robot with this big red "eye". I knew that robot, but from where? Then, like an explosion, my perfect date was consumed in a ball of light.
I rolled out of my bed, taking the sheets with me, alarm clock ringing in my ears.
"Grrr. time to get up for school."
I disentangled my self from my bed sheets and got off the floor to get dressed, still thinking about my dream. It wasn't the first time I'd seen the girl. I tried to remember the rest of my dream. Suddenly my brain kicked in, and I remembered the robot-monster. It had been Crayak whom I'd seen in my dream, and that was never a good sign.
I said my goodbye to my dad while I crammed a piece of toast into my mouth, and left to catch the school bus.
"Great. It's raining." I mumbled to no one.
I made stood outside at the bus stop, waiting for the school bus to show up. It seemed that the shower I'd taken that morning was a joke, since good ol' Nature had provided one for me. The bus eventually pulled up, and I got on, hoping that I still had an extra shirt in my locker that I kept for morphing emergencies.
Jake was pulling books out of his locker when I got to school. My locker was next to his.
"Yes!" The shirt was in there, balled in the corner under my History folder.
"You look a bit wet." Jake commented dryly.
"Isn't it my job to state the obvious?" I asked him.
Jake shrugged.
"Hey, tonight, I was thinking we could get together and hang out later or something. You know, we could work on that assignment that's due next week or whatever." Of course, that was Jake's way of letting me know he wanted our little super group to meet up tonight, but I wasn't listening.
"What do you think Marco. Marco? What - " He stopped to see what I was staring at, confused.
I was dripping wet, standing in front of my locker, and there she was, auburn curls just above her shoulder, standing about three feet away. She met my brown eyes with her own indescribable ones.
The girl of my dreams. Literally.
Author's Note: Okay, I know I'm working on an Inu-yasha fiction right now, but I have to say that I love the Animorphs Series. I think it makes up a great portion of my collection of books at home. I've had this idea floating around in my head for almost two years now, and I only recently got internet access (sad, huh?), thus proceeds a long story about learning what fan fiction was, etc, blah, blah, blah. Don't worry; I'm working on the other fiction too. Okay, until I post again, goodbye for now (And gomen nasai if I don't post for a week!). REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! I hope you enjoy!
"Daughter of the Past, Light of the Future"
There I was, sitting in a Burger King booth with the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. As if girls could ever resist my Marco Mojo, ha ha! She had curly, auburn, almost brown hair, and strange eyes that seemed to change color with her mood, or her clothes. They were an indefinable color, like looking into a glass of water sitting on the grass outside under the sun. Well, something like that. And did I mention she was my height? Oh, yeah, she was perfect.
The universe doesn't like perfection.
As I was sitting there, trying to think of something to say, the restaurant grew dark and a large shadow fell on our table. We looked up, only to find a big pee-in-your pants scary robot with this big red "eye". I knew that robot, but from where? Then, like an explosion, my perfect date was consumed in a ball of light.
I rolled out of my bed, taking the sheets with me, alarm clock ringing in my ears.
"Grrr. time to get up for school."
I disentangled my self from my bed sheets and got off the floor to get dressed, still thinking about my dream. It wasn't the first time I'd seen the girl. I tried to remember the rest of my dream. Suddenly my brain kicked in, and I remembered the robot-monster. It had been Crayak whom I'd seen in my dream, and that was never a good sign.
I said my goodbye to my dad while I crammed a piece of toast into my mouth, and left to catch the school bus.
"Great. It's raining." I mumbled to no one.
I made stood outside at the bus stop, waiting for the school bus to show up. It seemed that the shower I'd taken that morning was a joke, since good ol' Nature had provided one for me. The bus eventually pulled up, and I got on, hoping that I still had an extra shirt in my locker that I kept for morphing emergencies.
Jake was pulling books out of his locker when I got to school. My locker was next to his.
"Yes!" The shirt was in there, balled in the corner under my History folder.
"You look a bit wet." Jake commented dryly.
"Isn't it my job to state the obvious?" I asked him.
Jake shrugged.
"Hey, tonight, I was thinking we could get together and hang out later or something. You know, we could work on that assignment that's due next week or whatever." Of course, that was Jake's way of letting me know he wanted our little super group to meet up tonight, but I wasn't listening.
"What do you think Marco. Marco? What - " He stopped to see what I was staring at, confused.
I was dripping wet, standing in front of my locker, and there she was, auburn curls just above her shoulder, standing about three feet away. She met my brown eyes with her own indescribable ones.
The girl of my dreams. Literally.
Author's Note: Okay, I know I'm working on an Inu-yasha fiction right now, but I have to say that I love the Animorphs Series. I think it makes up a great portion of my collection of books at home. I've had this idea floating around in my head for almost two years now, and I only recently got internet access (sad, huh?), thus proceeds a long story about learning what fan fiction was, etc, blah, blah, blah. Don't worry; I'm working on the other fiction too. Okay, until I post again, goodbye for now (And gomen nasai if I don't post for a week!). REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! I hope you enjoy!