Disclaimer: I adopted this fic from KittyGems. I don't any of these characters. Amy belongs to KittyGems.
One Adventure That Shall Never Be Forgotten
Chapter 1: Glowing Blue Balls
"Amy, do you even care about this lesson?" The teacher Mrs. Kandle exclaimed as she slapped her hand on the girl's desk. The girl jumped back in surprise; her blond hair flew up and down. She hid her sketchbook under her work, and nodded her head fast. The class laughed, but the teacher gave off a menacing glare making them shut up at once. She huffed, and walked back to the chalkboard.
"Since you love Social Studies so much, Miss. Locke," sarcasm was evident in the teacher's voice. "Can you tell me what Napoleon's first job in the Army was?"
"Artillery, Mrs. Kandle." Amy said; her heart calmed down.
"Good. Now everyone, the bell is about to ring. Remember tonight's homework." The teacher said sternly, narrowing her eyes. People flooded out of the classroom like a stampede, almost running poor Amy over. She got up, but not before seeing her teacher glare at her.
"Y-Yes?" Amy asked, scared.
"Miss. Locke, I notice you draw in that sketchbook. What do you draw?" The teacher asked.
"U-Um... Mostly Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles..." Amy replied quietly. Yes, she is a closet fangirl. Her favorite TV show was the 2012 version of TMNT, and her favorite anime was Hetalia. Got a problem with that?
"I see. Well, if I ever see that sketchbook in my class again I will personally burn that book." The teacher stated coldly. Amy's stomach felt like a pool of acid was dropped into it. She wouldn't let anyone touch her book!
"Okay!" Amy replied, running out of the classroom, throwing her bag over her shoulder Amu style. She hid behind her locker's door hoping to dodge the bullies.
This is Amy Locke. She is a very happy-go-lucky girl, and an artist who loves skateboarding. Although she is kind of famous in her school for her very high athletic abilities, she is still a shy girl. She faces bullies every day, and has no friends. She also loves to sing, but is horrible at dancing.
She sighed closing her locker, and walked down the hall that lead to the outside world. But she heard footsteps behind her, and looked back to see Kim Ginger, Brenda Navada, and Lucy Demork. Amy quickened her pace. Those were the mean girls.
Kim was the leader. Amy called her the Mary Sue of the trio since she is 'oh-so-flawless'. She had long blond hair down to her ankles in a perfect French braid, icy blue eyes, and a knee-high pink and white dress with matching ankle boots.
Brenda was the gossip queen. She had yellowish blond hair down to her elbows, hazel eyes, and a blue and pink knee-high dress with blue ankle boots.
Lucy, on the other hand, was the strong one. She had sunshine blond hair down to her hips with a small wave at the end, blue-green eyes, and a knee-high pink and purple dress with matching ankle boots. Kim once said that whoever joins her has to wear a knee-high dress with the color pink and ankle boots. She figured it was because Amy wanted to look like she had her own posse like those stereotypical high school girls in the movies.
And Amy...Well, she had bleach blond hair and ocean blue eyes. She wore a mango colored shirt with a large red-pink heart on it, blue jeans, orange socks, and mango sneakers.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Kim mocked. "Fresh meat from the loser market?" Amy kept on running, ignoring them.
"Aww… Amy can't handle it. She's going to go crying to her daddy... Oh wait, she doesn't have ONE!" Brenda laughed. Amy ran faster, going out the door. She felt insulted, but she wasn't going to let them bring her down. She stopped running for a while, walking down the street, whistling to herself. She grabbed her white iPod, and sung No More by The Special to herself while her iPod blasted it through her earplugs, wishing that someone would someday sing it to her. She finally got home and threw her backpack on a brown chair.
"Hello dear! How are you?" Her mother sung coming out of the kitchen. She was almost covered head to toe in flour.
"Good, mom," was Amy's automatic response.
"Oh come on, Amy. Now where is my happy-go-lucky daughter I know and love?" Her mom asked, smiling. Amy couldn't resist the urge to smile back. "Good. You can stay up tonight since it's a Friday." She said, going back into the kitchen.
"I know, mom." Amy sighed, and went into her room. She looked at the evening sky, wishing for a better life. Soon, the stars came out with a perfect full moon. After dinner, Amy looked at the stars from her window sill, and closed her eyes, letting the cold hair blast into her room. She put her hands together and to her chest, breathing in and out. "Please god, even though my life is great so far, other than school, is it alright if I can have another life? I've always been afraid to ask, but now since I am fifteen, I only ask of you this one wish..." Amy muttered, and opened her eyes just to see a shooting star pass by. She smiled, and went to bed without bothering to change.
But little did she know that a blue and white glowing ball of light came through her window. The glowing light engulfed her; seconds later the glow faded, and the girl was gone along with it.