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Author's Note: Okay...everyone seems to like the whole create your own ranger gist, so I wanna hop on the train. This is Power Rangers: Dragon Drive (PRDD). Basically, I'm gonna start off small because I have no ide where this is going XDD Um...the first few chapters are character introductions...atleast that's what i'm shooting for. So if you're giving this a read thanks you andI really hope you like. enjoi

Y o u ' v e s e e n o n e , y o u ' v e s e e n e m ' a l l

"Austin! You made it Congratulations!"

"You really thought I wasn't going to graduate?" he asked with crossed arms and a small pout.

"No, I knew you could do it" His sister announced proudly as she snagged his diploma and analyzed it. "We have to celebrate" She declared as she looked around then back to her brother who gave her a small nod and took her hand. They walked through the crowd then down a few blocks to get to the silver VW. Austin had been at the ceremony an hour before it began so he could have parked in the student parking lot but he didn't like to be around all the people.

He drove to the restaurant his sister picked out, it wasn't that he didn't like the place; their selection of food wasn't really all that great so he ended up ordering the same thing every time they came here. "C'mon Austin!" His sister was such an emotional effort, even though her being happy made him happy, she also left him drained at the end of the day. He got out of the car and pulled his gown and cap off, a passing car honked and the occupants shouted 'Happy graduation' he just smiled and stuffed the one time wear into the back seat.

***

Once in the booth the high school free teen pushed up his glasses and focused on staying in the lines on his coloring. "That's my menu Austin" his sister pointed out, sure she was thirteen and he was eighteen but that's age discrimination with menus....wasn't it, why couldn't he get a kids menu to? It's not like he was seriously going to order off it or anything.

"Just let me finish coloring" he absently said as he switched off for a red crayon. His sister huffed and said she'd be right back, he told her to scream if anything happened. Since the death of their parents, he was protective but not over protective, his sister was a second degree black belt after all.

"Hello...dude, I'm taking your order, what do you want?" He looked up to see a man, no older than twenty sitting in his sister's place across from him. He took the liberty of making the company uniform suit him, the once crisp white shirt was wrinkled and unbuttoned at the top, he didn't have the deep green vest on that the other employees wore and he was lacking a tie. Despite his appearance his jet black hair was finely trimmed and his hazel eyes were bright. "Hey, man, order...?"

"Right, um," he pushed up his glasses and looked at his name tag, a bit surprised he was even wearing it, even though it was upside-down, "Logan, I'll have....spaghetti-"

"Drink"

"Sprite with no ice-"

"Of course," his tone was nearly sarcastic as he wrote down the order, to Austin it looked like he was scribbling on the pad of paper rather than actually writing anything down. "It'll be out in a while" When he got up his sister came back and looked at the waiter with a smile. "She's with you?"

"Yeah, uh, my sister" He explained as she took her seat back.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Chicken strips, and a vanilla shake" she nodded with an expectant smile.

"Okay" he mumbled as he scribbled some more and walked off.

"Okay, total hottie"

"Way too old for you, plus, he's creepy."

***

"Don't forget, you have school tomorrow!"

"Okay!"

Even though they could walk into the hall and talk they each preferred shouting through the six inch wall that separated their rooms. Austin ran his fingers through his hair and scratched his scalp; he was exhausted, between his sister, graduation and just being around so many people. He looked into his mirror and made a face, his brown hair stuck in all directions and his eyes were a dull blue as appose to their usual brighter blue. That wasn't new. He pulled his glasses off and loosened the tie wound his neck, he liked dressing up, it made him feel like he was apart of something bigger, like a CEO of a huge company. His pajamas on the other hand. Not so much. He pulled up his orange and white comic pants that read things such as, 'Bang' and 'Pow', before pulling on a snug fitting Power Rangers shirt.

His bed spread was Speed Racer while his pillows had original Power Rangers printed all over. Is that why he had zero to no friends? Because he was a total geek? His cheek hit the pillow and he sighed. 'Life after high school'....he was hearing that phrase being throw around a lot, the closer graduation came. Maybe things would change for the better?