I'm just gonna start simple: this is sort of a prequel to a new story I'm creating called Discovering Destiny. I'm hoping to actually have an updating plan for it this time, maybe . . . Wednesdays and Saturdays. You know, depending on other factors.

So anyway, this is going to be a cute one shot, taking place the summer after Lloyds first year at Darkley's, when they ask him not to come back. He's . . . Eleven, and my other OC, who was created by NinjaMelissa, has just turned twelve.

Now, with all that over with, on with the story! (I do not own Ninjago!)

Jessica's POV

Summer has just started, and I'm finally twelve! Which means that when summer is over, Dad's going to let me go to the Marty Oppenheimer, or whatever it's called. I've been wanting to go for forever, and now I'm fifteen ally old enough to qualify!

I head back out of the Marty Oppenheimer, feeling confident in myself. I just tried out for it, and its not very likely that I'll get in, but I'll find out at the end of the summer. (A/N: Idk how the school actually works, I just think that if you're under 14, you have to try out, and even then it's not likely you'll get in. Continue!)

Before I can go back and look for one of the friends I tried out with, I run into someone, and accidentally knock them down. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" I cry as I help them up. I notice that their green eyes are tearing up. "Are you okay?"

He slowly nods, and starts to walk away, but I keep following him. What's wrong with him? "Go away." He mumbles.

"No. I'm going to keep following you until you tell me what's wrong." I say pointedly, and keep following him until he whirled around.

"Fine. I just got kicked out of Darkley's, I don't know where my parents are, and you won't leave me alone! Is that good enough for you?!" He explodes, and I shrink back. Then I see his eyes, which are now rimmed in red. Like Christmas colors . . .

"What's wrong with your eyes?" I whisper. Sure, my eyes are about the same shade as his, but mine aren't rimmed in red. I could've sworn they weren't like that earlier.

He looks at me, genuinely startled. "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with my eyes . . ." He trails off, and I look again.

Nothing. Just the same emerald they were before. "I . . . never mind . . ." I turn away, even more confused than before.

"Wait!" His hand is suddenly on my shoulder, and he whirls me back to face him, his emerald eyes full of worry and panic. "Could you . . . Do you . . ."

"Sure," I grin at him, and look at his hair. "Blondie." I smirk at him, and he glares at me.

"Don't call me Blondie!" He yells, and I keep smirking. "My name's Lloyd."

"Jessica."

(Time skip to the end of the summer)

Lloyd peeks over my shoulder as I slowly read through the letter from Marty Oppenheimer's. As of now, I would be fine if I didn't get in, because I told Lloyd that I would stay with him if I didn't get in, because he didn't know where his family was, and I was the only friend he had.

"I got in!" I cry, and the hopeful light disappears from his eyes.

"But you still need to accept. You can still go with me." he whispers, and I look at him. He's right, I do need to accept. But I've been waiting my entire life for this moment. I can't just throw it away. I hope he understands that.

I hug him, and he hugs back. "I'm sorry I can't go with you. But summer's not quite over yet. There's still time for one more trip to the amusement park."

He smirks at me, daring me to argue with his idea. "Okay. And we'll take pictures in one of those photo booths, there's usually four, so we each get two."

"Deal." I smirk at him. "Race ya to my house!" I yell, and take off before he can react.

"No fair! You got a head start!" I laugh, and hear his feet pounding on the pavement behind me. And I wish, with all my heart, that time could just freeze us right there. So I didn't have to leave him.

Wow. And I'm done! Don't forget to review, and make sure to keep an eye out for Discovering Destiny!