My Favorite Mistake

Chapter One: My Generation

Genre: Alternate Universe

Summary: This is the alternate origin of how Scooby and the gang met.

Scooby Doo and the Gang belong to Hannah-Barbera. The rest belongs to me. Also I don't know much about what's going on in 1968 so bear it with me, will you?

" And this was really the way that my whole road experience began, and the things that were to come are too fantastic not to tell."

-On the Road, Jack Kerouac

~Velma's POV~

It's was Sunday, September 13, 1968, around 10:00 PM, in Coolsville, (Southern) California*, the day before the first day of school. I was looking up in the stars in the night sky, trying to look for Auriga, the charioteer. I don't have any friends, so I spend my days either reading Sherlock Holmes novels or looking up to the sky with my telescope. God bless Galileo. People called it boredom, but I called it a hobby.

I accidentally knocked over my telescope with my elbow, (usual clumsy me) and send it to the other direction. I looked through it and I can't believe my eyes. The telescope is pointing though the second story of the house next door, the family who just moved in. Through it I saw a boy about a few years older than me, he looks like a hippie or a beatnik or some kind of nonconformist. Anyways, I couldn't help glancing at him. I don't know what's with hippies that makes it's so amusing for me.

I continued glancing at him, he's very tall and very skinny boy with long light-brown hair and a goatee on his chin, also wearing a tie-dye t-shirt, granny shades and sandals. The boy was lying on his bed, reading On the Road and listening to Bob Dylan records. At the end of his bed, there's a big dog at the hippie's feet, Great Dane, swaying his head to the soft music. Then, I smiled. He's quite handsome for a hippie, not if I care if I want to go out with him or anything.

I overheard my parents that they called themselves the Rogers and it's seems that my parents known the old couple living it that house for very long time. Anyways, I heard that the couple, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, got married and moved to San Francisco and raised three kids- two daughters and a son (which I'm looking at him right now) and adopted a dog, a Great Dane. Also, I heard my parents talking to my older sister, Linda or Liberty (her hippie name) to show the Rogers' son (I think his name is Norville or something like that) around the school, since they're about the same age.

Speaking of school, the strangest part about me going to school is that I'm going to high school with Liberty and Norville. Thanks to my intelligence; I just been advanced myself from being in the 8th grade in junior high to being in the 10th grade in senior high.

I don't know why but I'm getting the feeling that this boy and his dog intrigues me. Who are they? And what's behind that nonconformist exterior?

" Velma?" My mother called out from my bedroom door. I quickly turn around to her. Jinkies, I hope she's didn't see me playing Peeping Tom with the neighbor boy and his dog! " It's past your bedtime. You better get into bed, honey."

Mom's got a point, there. Tomorrow is the first day of school, the first day of high school. After Mom left, I put on my orange pajamas and head to bed. I only pray that I'll probably survive high school without repeating junior high.

TBC...

Author's Note: *It's a big debate on what state where Coolsville is; according to DaphFlamm (and some other Scooby Doo enthusiasts) it's from Ohio. Then, I heard rumors that it's from California. It's was a big confusion... until I read about the original concept of Scooby Doo, when it's called the Mystery's Five where the mysterious takes place in Southern California. Then it's hit me, California has everything what Coolsville has- a beach (very Gidget-like), an amusement park, and a marine park. All the stuff that you probably don't find in Ohio. End of story

Oh yeah, just in case, if you dudes and dudettes don't know how old the future Mystery, Inc: Scooby is 6 human years or 42 dog years old. Norville (AKA Shaggy, but you'll get the origin of his nickname soon) is 16. Daphne is 15. Fred is 16. And Velma is 14. That's all I'm going to say.

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