A/N: Alright, this is my first fic in a loooong time. I've had writer's block lately, so this might not be up to my usual writing standards in the beginning, as I'm not usually very good at introducing characters, which I try to do right off the bat. Although you probably don't know my usual standards yet, as this is my first story here. Anyways, let's begin with the story.

"OSKAR! GET DOWN HERE!"

Oskar sighed, spun around in his chair, and stood up. He checked himself over in the mirror, glancing over the outfit he had pulled on earlier that morning, in his rush to get dressed. It wasn't that bad, considering the fact that he had been half asleep when he pulled it on. The tan checkered shirt, surprisingly, went well with his black jeans. He swept away that one curl of hair that always gets in his eyes, then headed downstairs to the kitchen.

As Oskar grabbed his bag, he was stopped by his mum. "Aren't you going to eat anything?"

"Mum, I'm fine. I already ate. I have to go, we've got our meet tomorrow!" Oskar yelled, grabbing his cap and sliding it on over his head. He walked out of the door and headed to his track practice.

Sorry for a short chapter, like I said, I've got writers block, and it's just getting better, and only by a little. Also, yes, the first companion is a guy. The second one will be a girl though. The storyline gets less confusing and more exciting later on.