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OCs: Abigail Flynn, Lyra Chase, Kyle Chase, Maddie and Kayla DuBois, Elise Van Stomm, Karou Tjinder
Rated K+
Lyra Chase's POV…
My dad had to relocate again. I hate his job and I can tell mom does too. I am sitting in my mom's small car. It is my first day at this new school, I used to go to a boarding school in the upper part of the Tri-State Area but I got kicked out for causing too much trouble. Mom has enrolled me in the Fireside Girls for the third time. Mom keeps saying we just need to find the right environment for me, that if I was in a better environment I wouldn't lash out as much. Mom has a job with the police department and that's the reason we don't move every time he gets relocated. Dad agrees with Mom about the fact his job moves him too much and that would be bad for my education.
Who am I you may ask? I am Lyra Chase. I am ten years old. Unfortunately I am fairly small for my age. I have chestnut colored hair and green eyes. I have a large IQ and vocabulary. I do have a bad attitude. My dad is Kyle Chase, a top programmer for a big technological corporation. My Mom is Gretchen Chase, the best Forensic Scientist in the Tri-State Area, maybe even the whole state, but she doesn't say.
"Lyra please try and not to start fights with the bullies," Mom tells me looking me directly in my eyes.
"Okay mom, I will try but if they start something," I say.
"No, Lyra no buts, okay?" Mom says, the light glinting off of her glasses, and her deep blue eyes serious, "I do not want to be called to the school on your first day because you have managed to get into a fight."
"I promise Mom," I tell her.
"I will pick you up after school," Mom states.
"Okay Mom," I say.
"Have a nice day at school" She tells me as I get out of the car.
"I'll try," I say back.
Mom cracks a small grin. Then her face gets serious again. She has been working on a case that has been proving difficult for Danville PD. I sure hope they get the person responsible.
Abigail Flynn's POV…
Hey there I am Abigail Flynn. I am ten, and I lead Danville Fireside Girls Troop 46231. I haven't found a good person to fill my Second-in-Command slot. I look like my mom but have my dad's hair color and personality. My Dad is a well-known inventor by the name of Phineas Flynn. My Mom is Isabella Flynn. My mom had said something about when she was a Fireside Girl that she had an awesome Second-in-Command. Mom said that her Second was named Gretchen, and that they were best friends. Mom even described her: she was always slightly shorter than most of the kids their age, but that factor went away when they were 20, Short chestnut colored hair, dark blue eyes hidden behind glasses. Mom also told me that Gretchen had always been the quiet genius type unlike Mr. Tjinder who was my teacher for this year.
Mom had just pulled away from the curb when a girl about my age got out of her mom's car. The car looks like an old police cruiser. The girl had short chestnut colored hair, like her mom, whom she was talking too. Her mom cracked a grin and then got a serious expression on her face. The girl and her mom said their good-byes and her mom pulled away.
I was about to introduce myself to the new girl when I heard one of my troop mates call my name. I turned around to see who it was; it was the twins, Maddie and Kayla parents were Katie and Irving DuBois.
"Abigail!" Kayla called, "Whose class are you in?"
They came up to me. I glanced over my shoulder and the girl was gone. I bite back a sigh of irritation.
"I am in Mr. Tjinder's class," I answer.
"Cool, so are we," Kayla answers with her usual extra abundance of energy.
"Did you see that girl who got out of the old police cruiser?" Maddie inquired.
'Ah-ha so it was a police cruiser,' I thought, but I said aloud, "Yeah I heard her mom call her Lyra."
"So that's Lyra Chase," Kayla said.
"You know her?" I ask confused.
"You know how two years ago dad had us go to that boarding school in the upper Tri-State Area?" Maddie asked.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Well the teachers apparently had problems with her," Kayla commented.
"The teachers believed the reason why she lashed out so much is because her dad constantly gets moved around," Maddie added.
Before I could respond to that tidbit of information the bell rings. We rush inside. We arrive in Mr. Tjinder's classroom and everyone is just standing around. I slip in next to Lyra. Mr. Tjinder is arranging us in a set order for some strange reason. Luck for me I wind up at a desk cluster with Lyra, Maddie, Kayla, and another girl in my troop, Elise Van Stomm.
"Alright we will get introductions done now," Mr. Tjinder said, with his unmistakable Indian accent.
The last person to introduce themselves was Lyra. She spoke with a quiet voice.
"My name is Lyra Chase," She said then sat back down.
"Okay then," Mr. Tjinder said then launched into what we would be learning this year.
Lyra's POV…
Mr. Tjinder is weird. My parents always said not to judge people before I get to know them. I was sitting at a grouping of desks with four other girls. Their names are Abigail Flynn, Maddie DuBois, Maddie's twin, Kayla DuBois, and a gruff girl name Elise Van Stomm. I wonder if Elise is related to the K-9 Unit Officer Buford Van Stomm.
"In two weeks we will be having our 'Career Day' and we love to meet all the parents or guardians," Mr. Tjinder said.
"Great, just great," I mutter.
"What is the matter?" Abigail asks me.
"My mom is a Forensic Scientist, and my dad is in Europe overseeing a project for his company," I say.
"What's a Forensic Scientist?" Maddie inquired.
"They work with my dad's division at the Police Department," Elise says.
"So your dad is a Homicide Detective?" I ask.
"Kinda he is a K-9 Officer with the Division," Elise replies.
"Officer Van Stomm and his partner Rook," I say.
"Yeah, how did you know that?" Elise responds.
"My mom works for the Police Department," I reply.
"Oh that's right my dad told me that an old friend of his works in the lab," Elise commented, "Your mom is Gretchen Chase right?"
"Yes," I mutter quietly.
"My mom and my dad both say that your mom saved their butts in High School by tutoring them in Biology and Chemistry," Elise says a little excitedly.
-TWO WEEKS LATER-
Abigail's POV…
I am waiting for class to begin. My mom is sitting next to me and she is very nervous, which isn't very helpful. I wish dad was able to come but he couldn't because of a huge project him and Uncle Ferb are working on. On the plus side Lyra was accepted into our troop. She hasn't arrived yet. She told me that her mom was coming.
"Hey Abby," Lyra says from behind me.
"Hey Lyra," I return the greeting, "Where's your mom?"
"She's out in the hall talking with Officer Van Stomm," Lyra answers.
"Cool, this is my mom," I said pointing at my mom.
"Hello Mrs. Flynn," Lyra says very politely.
"Hello Lyra," Mom returns the greeting.
I notice an odd expression on my mom's face, almost as if she knows Lyra before ever meeting her. Lucky for Lyra, Elise, and me we were the ones to arrive at seven am at the school to start the career day. Lyra's mom walks into the room in an animated conversation with Elise's dad. They wrap up their conversation as Mr. Tjinder walked into the room. Mr. Tjinder seems terrified of Elise's dad. It was only when Lyra's mom was coming up to the table cluster that my mom jumped out of her chair. My mom hugs Lyra's mom tightly.
"Isabella….you…are….crushing…..my….ribs…..need…..to….breath…you…..know," Lyra's mom manages to say through my mom bear hug, and I give her kudos for being able to speak, not normally someone is able to talk through.
"Sorry Gretchen, It's just so good to see you," My mom says after she releases her.
"It's good to see you too Chief," Lyra's mom replies, with a stress on the word chief.
"So Lyra is your daughter?" My mom asks.
"Yes, she is my daughter, bit of a troublemaker though," Lyra's mom replies.
"Opposite personality right?" My mom says with a light smirk.
"Not really, and you, if I remember correctly, got us in to heaps of trouble when we were their age," Lyra's mom responds with a laugh.
"It was an accident," My mom said.
"First I had ever gotten detention," Lyra's mom responded, "And certainly the first time for Ging and Jeet."
"I told you, that wasn't part of the plan," My mom commented.
"As was not getting our wrists broken, but it happened," Lyra's mom replied.
"You broke your wrist mom?" Lyra inquired.
"Yes, Izzy and I both did, and lucky for the both of us, we are both ambidetexious," Lyra's mom answered.
"And before you ask Abigail, yes it was for a patch," My mom sighs.
"Oh yes The 'Fall off a roof" patch, not the one we were going for though," Lyra's mom said sarcastically.
"Who even suggested that patch?" My mom inquired.
"An Suburban Troop much like ours was, hmmm, if I remember correctly it was Lakeside City Troop 77829," Lyra's mom said.
My mom gave her a 'how do you even know that' look. She then shook her head like she already knew the answer. Lyra's mom just shrugged.
"I keep forgetting you were the only one of us that had the entire Fireside book memorized," My mom commented.
"It pays to know those things," Lyra's mom replied.
"You used to confuse most of us with complex sentences," Mom states.
"Hey it doesn't really pay to constantly be showing off your knowledge," Lyra's mom replies, "It gets you bullied."
My mom said something very quietly. I couldn't hear what she said. I haven't earned my lip reading patch yet either. Lyra's mom nods. Lyra's mom then says something in a language that I have never heard before, and to my surprise Mom answered in the same language.
Lyra's POV….
Wow Abby's mom knows German. My mom has only taught me a few simple phrases in German but not much. Mom and Mrs. Flynn drop back into English. I can tell they went into a subject that Abby and I are not supposed to know yet.
I notice that Mr. Tjinder and Officer Van Stomm are in a conversation. Rook is just lying at Officer Van Stomm's feet; he must have given Rook the 'down and stay' command.
"Baljeet, dear, I don't mean to interrupt but you forgot your briefcase at the house," Mr. Tjinder's wife, Ginger Tjinder, says handing him his trademark black briefcase.
"Thank you Ginger," Mr. Tjinder replies.
Mrs. Tjinder then notices my mom and Mrs. Flynn. She comes over to the table. Both Mom and Mrs. Flynn give her a hug.
"Gretchen long time no see," Mrs. Tjinder comments.
"Hey Didn't I warn you that I would be in Germany for two years after College," Mom responds.
"Yes, you did but said nothing about Dover" Mrs. Tjinder points out.
"They wanted me to do some training in Dover," Mom says lightly.
"Isn't that where you met Kyle?" Mrs. Flynn inquired.
"Yes, and before you say anything about a certain British youth I dated in High School, no he was already engaged to someone at that point. As you two well know we broke up before College," Mom answers.
"That one was a shocker to everyone, including Phineas," Mrs. Flynn said with a nod.
"I don't know what happened between us, it was like our relationship just crumbled" Mom commented.
Before Mrs. Flynn or Mrs. Tjinder could comment the first bell rang and our class mates and their moms or dads or both came into the classroom.
We are almost done with career day. My mom is the last one to go because of the nature of her work.
"So how many of you watch those crime shows on TV?" Mom inquires of my class.
Almost all the kids raised their hands with the exception of Elise, Abby and I.
"Can people's brains really leak out of their skulls?" A boy two desk clusters over inquires, he has short brown hair and very dark blue eyes.
"Yes Charlie they can with enough blunt force traumas," Mom replies.
"Okay I am going to have to put a limit on how gruesome your questions are," Mr. Tjinder comments from his desk looking a little green.
"I am going to have to agree with Baljeet, I mean Mr. Tjinder on this one. Some of the stuff I do is a bit gruesome for ten-year-olds," Mom says.
"Do you catch the bad guys?" Charlie asks without raising his hand.
"Mr. Monogram, I will ask you yet again to raise your hand if you wish to speak," Mr. Tjinder comments.
Now I remember Charlie Monogram, his dad works somewhere, and his mom is a High School English teacher.
Anyway mom explained her job in a way so it wouldn't give my classmates nightmares. After that we thanked all the parents for coming and then we got to go home. Mom and I did our normal after school routine. At eight mom says it is time to get ready for bed. I quickly do as she says. As I cover up with my blankets, mom comes into my room.
"Mom do you ever get nightmares?" I ask her quietly.
"Why do you ask Lyra?" Mom inquires in return as she sat on the edge of my bed.
"I have nightmares about Daddy dying in a plane crash," I mumble.
"I miss him too, and in answer to your question Lyra, yes, I used to get terrible nightmares," Mom said.
"How bad were they?" I inquired, as this was never something she had shared before.
"My mother, your grandmother, gave my nightmares a ranking system, Level 1 were the standard nightmares, Level 2 were worse, with a little bit of tossing and turning, Level 3 were the worst, trashing about and sometimes screaming in my sleep," Mom answered, in the dim light she looked the same way I do when I look in the mirror.
"Did anyone outside of grandma, grandpa, my aunts and uncles know?" I ask.
"Yes only two other people Lyra," Mom replies, standing up now.
"Who?" I ask.
"You met both of them Lyra," Mom comments with a sad smile.
"I did?" I ask in wonder.
"Yes, one was my best friend, and your friends mom, Isabella Flynn, and the other is Adyson Van Stomm, although that wasn't their names when they found out," Mom replies.
"What were their last names?" I inquired, stifling a yawn.
"I see what Kyle meant about you really are the spitting image of me well except the color of your eyes. Anyway that's not the point, Isabella's last name was Garcia-Shapiro and Adyson's last name was Sweetwater," Mom said with a soft chuckle.
"Mom, Abby wants me to be her Second-in-Command of the troop, what do I do?" I ask my mom, stifling another yawn.
"Do what your heart tells you to," Mom replies.
"So you are trusting me to make the right choice?" I inquired.
"Yes," Mom answered simply "You know your grandmother told me the same thing when Isabella told me that she wanted me as her Second."
"Aunt Sam said you had trouble adapting to being the Second-in-Command," I say.
"Well Sammy, was right," Mom replied, calling her older sister by her nickname.
"What did you do?" I ask, curious.
"I just tried my best and eventually after a couple of weeks I got used to the position," Mom replies.
Mom sat on the edge of my bed until I fell asleep. She tucked me with a few softly spoken words in German.
Abigail's POV….
It is eight at night. My mom has told me to get ready for bed. I am in my bed. My mom comes into my room. Dad had to leave earlier today for a work related issue.
"Hey mom," I say.
"Yes Abby?" Mom asks.
"I want to make Lyra my Second," I comment quietly.
"Really?" Mom inquires, not sounding surprised at all.
"Yeah, despite the bad reputation she has she's is quite organized," I say.
"Just like her mother, for the organization, I mean," Mom says with a chuckle.
"Lyra's mom was organized?" I ask.
"She was one of the most organized of our troop," Mom replies, "She made the school library look like a disorganized mess."
"Wow," I say.
"Yup," Mom replies.
"So what do I do if Lyra says no?" I ask.
"Just give her some time and if you still want her as your Second after she said no the first time, just wait for a little bit and then ask her again," Mom answers.
"Want to know something mom?" I inquire.
"What is it Abby?" Mom asks with a smile.
"Lyra fixed the website for our troop in less than five minutes," I comment.
"I thought Karou fixed it," Mom says with a slight frown.
Karou Tjinder is a member of my troop. She is also Mr. Tjinder's daughter but she looks exactly like her mother.
"She tried to fix it, but Lyra got it so we could log in using the computers at the lodge," I say.
"Like I said just like her mother," Mom says with a chuckle.
I slowly fall asleep as mom starts singing a soft song in Spanish. Mom as usual tucks me in. Just before I fall fully asleep mom says in Spanish, "I love you very much my girl"
A/N: Well this just got a much needed update. I will be posting a second chapter here in a bit, after I get the next chapter of Life Goes On written out and sent to my Co-author/Beta on that fiction. Ferb will be making an appearance, and something is up with Gretchen's husband. Here's to starting to get the ball rolling on finishing unfinished fictions.