This is a story I would put as a Maybe Story. The plot came from me but it was written by Nadaria. I know this chapter is short but one thousand word seems like a little too much right now. Thank you for Nadaria for your help in this chapter. His or her help may give me the chance to make a series of this story. Please read and review.

Chapter 1

"I don't understand!" A boy yelled at his parents. He was 5'3, short for being a 16-year-old. He's very pale. How pale you might ask, Well During the summer his skin tends to be red and flaky, as it burns easily. His hair is a dark, almost brown blond, and his eyes are light brown and he has a strong jaw line. He was wearing a turtle neck shirt and a pair of black jeans. His name was Stevenson

"We will be leaving in a few days and that's final!" His mother yelled at him.

"But why?!"

"That's between and your father." She said as she motioned her hand telling Stevenson to leave. He did, he walked outside of his parents house and climbed up a tree and stayed there until he felt better. He leaned his head back on the tree and he heard someone coming. He thought it was his mom.

"Go away Mom!" Stevenson yelled.

"It's not your mom Stevile! It's me Sora!" Stevenson looked down and saw Sora waving his hand to him. "Come down from there!" Stevenson did and put his hands in his pockets.

"What is it Sora?" Stevenson asked looking at Sora in his eyes.

"I heard you were leaving in a few days."

"Word gets out fast on this Island..." Stevenson said with a sigh.

"No, I was talking with your mom." Sora said.

"Since when do you talk to my mom?" He asked surprised.

"Uhhhh..."Sora couldn't answer his question.

"Never mind Sora."

"Ok." Sora was relieved.

"So what did you want again?"

"I wanted to hang out with you today." Sora said smiling.

"Are you bringing your other friends too?" Stevile asked. He wasnt really a fond of his friends for some reason.

"No."

"Good." He whispered to himself.

"What?" Sora asked almost hearing Stevile.

"Nothing! Lets go." He said changing the subject and taking Sora's hand, walking somewhere. They couldn't really go anywhere because it was a small Island. So, they just sat on the warm sand and looked at the ocean and didn't speak. They just heard the waves and the breeze.

Then Sora asked, "So, do you know why you're leaving?"

"No, she wont tell me." Stevenson replied.

"I wonder why."

"Me too. But, I don't even know how we're going to get off this Island."

"A boat." Sora said.

"A boat?"

"Yeah. Me and my friends are thinking about leaving the Island to see others."

"Other Islands? I don't believe it."

"I don't. I'll prove it to you." Stevenson shrugged.

"You can try." He said smirking.

"Fine." Sora left his hand out, "It's a bet."

"Alright." Stevenson took his hand and shook it. Sora smiled at him. Stevenson looked away, looking at the ocean.

"Your cheeks are red again Stevile."

"We should be under the shade then." Sora got up and helped Stevenson up and walked up a bridge and stayed there. Then Stevenson's mom called him.

"Damn it." He said under his breath.

"You have to go huh." Sora said upset that they couldn't really do anything.

"Yeah, Sorry Sora." He got up and hit his head, hard. He then rubbed his head and walked out from under the bridge. Stevenson walked home with a headache.

A few days later

"Are you down packing?" Stevenson's mom asked peeking in his room.

"Almost." He said looking under his bed.

"Ok, but hurry up!" She said. Stevenson saw his mom walked away and he opened his window and he snuck out to go see Sora.