Ch. 1
Lloyd P.O.V
I sat on the grass, my messy blond hair wavy in front of my face. I couldn't remember the last time Sensei Wu had given me the afternoon off. But ever since my training to be a sensei started, I guess he's noticed how much more tired I've been. Despite my best efforts, I kept glancing back at my watch. It was 5:18. I had time. As if on cue, my stomach growled. I really, really did not want to get up from my comfortable spot. But it just growled again. Reluctantly, I stood up and made my way to Chen's Noodle House.
As I walked through the streets of Ninjago City, I saw Borg's Tower loom over every other building in the city. The office buildings were small in comparison, but very noticeable. And of course the setting sun glowed in the distance. It really wasn't often that I got to just take a walk without having to rescue someone or be bombarded by fangirls. So what most people did everyday was my monthly vacation. I suddenly stopped walking. I looked up at the sign of Chen's Noodle House. It really reminded me of our adventure on Chen's Island, or… . I didn't continue my train of thoughts. I knew that the only memory it led to was my father. I was still trying to forget.
I just looked forward walked toward the door, only to bump into someone. I quickly got up and extended a hand toward them. The girl didn't take it and instead got up on her own. She shot a glare at me. "Watch where you're going jerk. Some people have places to go to." She said. I must have made a face, because right after she said, "Oh I'm sorry. I meant to say, please watch where you're going jerk." She said, putting an emphasis on the word please. "Oh sorry. I'm-" I was cut short as she picked up her bag and speed walked away. I watched her until she turned the corner.
It was only then that I looked down and saw that she had dropped a book from her bag. It had the title Childhood written messily on the cover. I was guessing that it had some pretty important memories inside. I stared at the noodle house. Then I turned back to where she had turned the corner. My stomach growled as if to beg me to just go inside. I ignored it. I swiftly made my way down the corner. Something just told me I had to return it to her. Even as my stomach disapproved.
…
As I sat in wait by a bench, I felt my phone vibrate. I quickly scooped it up and read the text message.
Jay: Lloyd where are you? All waiting to start dinner!
I facepalmed. I'd lost track of time again. I really didn't need to look at my watch; glancing up at the sky was reassuring enough. As I got up to leave, the sound of a door opening rang behind me. I turned around and sure enough, a wisp of a golden braid swung into the arcade. I groaned. Well, I might as well go in and finish what I came to do. I texted back.
Jay: Lloyd where are you? All waiting to start dinner!
Lloyd: Just finishing some errands in the city. I'll be back in thirty min.
With that, I quickly ran inside. I remembered that this was Jay's favorite arcade. Definitely wasn't going to tell him I'd stopped by here. Unless I wanted to get scolded for not bringing him a prize. I searched the arcade until I finally found her.
But what I saw I was not what I had expected her to be doing.
