Hey everybody! I've thought of a new story and just HAD to post the first chapter! Although I still have 3 incomplete stories (which I am workin on!) I'll make some time to work on this one aswell:) So here's the first chapter and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: Crazy Dream

It's raining heavily and the air is cold and damp. You can hear a small girl crying. A group of boys are surrounding her behind a school; there were at least 4 of them. They laugh and sneer and make fun of her. She has done nothing wrong, she did no crime, yet she's being tortured for pure innocence.

"Ha ha! You fell down!" A boy laughed "Boy is she ever weak!"

"Not to mention a complete klutz!" Another boy agreed.

"Hey let's poke her with a stick!" said another boy grabbing a stick nearby on the ground.

He began to poke her with it and all the boys pointed and laughed. Soon they all grabbed sticks and continuously poked her.

"P...please...l-leave me alone! Go away! Stop poking me!" The young blonde cried.

But they continued to poke her anyway and she continued to cry.

"What a baby!" A boy laughed.

"Aww is the widdle baby gonna cry for her mommy?" the leader of the boys sneered. "C'mon...let's hear you scream for mommy!"

The leader then wacked the girl on the head and she screamed for help. The boys laughed at her scream. She was always picked on and always defenceless. School was over and everybody is gone...nobody's there to help her. The girl cried even louder feeling worse of herself.

'Why me?' She thought 'Why always me? God, what did I do wrong? Please...please somebody help me...'

The boys continued to laugh at the girl when suddenly...

"Hey!" A young boy called nearby. "What are you jerks doing? Back off her!"

The little girl slowly opened her eyes to see a boy had grabbed the rest of the bullies' attention. He had blond short hair like her and midnight blue eyes. She had never seen him before. He was glaring at them.

"And what are you gonna do if we don't?" The leader said.

The boy rushed up and pushed the leader down to the ground. He hit the pavement pretty hard and got a scratch on his hand. He clutched his hand so the blood wouldn't seep out before staring back up at the blond boy.

"And there's plenty more where that came from!" He said holding up his fists. He looked at the rest of the boys "So who's next?"

The boys exchanged each other glances before running away screaming. The leader scrambled to his feet and ran with them, none of them daring to look back.

The boy lowered his fist knowing they won't be coming back. He looked over at the girl who was sitting down crying.

"Hey are you alright little girl?" The boy asked her.

The girl shook a 'no' while in her sobs.

"So what's wrong" The boy asked her.

"Th-those boys...they h-hit me with sticks and gave me a cut on my finger w-when they pushed me down!" The girl began her sobs again and buried her head in her knees.

"Where's the cut?"

The girl showed him her index finger without looking at him. It was a small cut, not much to cry about...but after the bullying those boys gave her you would feel like crying.

"Hey calm down, no need to cry" The boy took her finger and gave it a kiss.

The girl looked back up at him surprised, her face flushed a bit. Her finger did start to feel a bit better. The boy took a loose napkin from him pocket and started to wrap it around her finger. The girl's sobs started to turn into sniffles.

"There ya go." He said tying the bow on it. "Good as new!"

"Th-thank you..."

"You got a name?" The boy asked her.

"My name is Bubbles." She answered. "What's yours?"

"Mine's Boomer" He responded. "Nice to meet you Bubbles."

"It's nice to meet you too!" Bubbles smiled.

"So...are you here all alone? Isn't there anybody to pick you up?" Boomer asked her.

"No...not now...my daddy has to pick up my older sisters from soccer practice and art class...they go to a better school that I do." The girl's frown reappeared. "He told me he'd pick me up at 3:30...but its 4:00 right now...he forgot me, and he said if he did that I should walk home."

A frown came on Boomer's face too.

'How horrible, this poor girl was forgotten...and she's expected to walk the rest of the way home? She's only about 5 years old! She can't go all alone by herself...' The boy thought.

"I'll walk you home." The boy said.

"R-really" Bubbles said surprised by the offer. Nobody has ever offered to walk home with her. "Y...you'd do that...for me?"

"Of course, why would I leave a pretty little girl like you out in the rain to drown?" Boomer joked. "C'mon, let's go."

He took her hand and lifted her up from the wet pavement. They started to walk away from the school.

"Umm...you do know how to get home from here don't you?" Boomer asked.

"Ya"

"Ok good." Boomer smiled.

Together they walked to her home, holding hands...and Bubbles had never felt happier.

"Boomer..." Bubbles looked up at him. "Thank you..."

"...Thank you for everything..."

"Boomer...Boomer...goddamn it...BOOMER!!!" I felt rough hands shake me really hard.

"Huh? What?" I said groggily. It was Butch. "Whada'ya want?"

"GET UP! We have the meeting to go to! Remember? With Mr. Crostler? About his inheriting his estate? Ring any bells?" Butch said ripping my warm covers off my bed.

I shivered because I was so warm and comfy with them on. "Uhh...nope...no bells ringing" I said sarcastically.

"Don't be such a smart ass!" Butch retorted. "Look you better get dressed and look sharp before Brick finds out you are-"

"Boomer! Are you still sleeping?" Brick burst into my room. Butch crossed his arms and gave me an 'I told ya so' look. "Get up and get ready! He said we have to be on Mr. Crostler's yacht by 10am! And its 9:40! How could you forget?"

"Ya Boomer, we're about to make a lot of moolah outta this guy if he gives us his estate!" Butch commented.

Of course...how could I forget about the deal we were gonna make with Mr. Crostler. He is an old man who wants to retire but does not what his financial business to fade. He doesn't have any children since he's lived his life alone (he used to be in a war back then) and he doesn't trust any of his employees because they've been sucking up to him, trying to look like the best so he would give them his estate.

He likes me and my brothers and think we have what it takes to run his business and take over. His business is computer technology. It is the top notch and most popular use in computers, phones, and secrete military devices. It gets sold all over the world and the profits are HIGH. My brothers are real excited to be doing this...although I ain't all that much. I mean it's great that we're gonna be (more) rich, but I don't find getting a tone of money and great deal to be so worked up about.

If I ever said that to my brothers they'd give me some rope, a chair and tell me to do suicide. So I always keep quiet about that. I actually want something more...something more important or more worth to care about than some flimsy pieces of green paper. Something like...I dunno...a girl? My brother's aren't really interested in women unless they come from a high living family. "Commoner Girls" as they call it, are no exception: which means any girl who has an average normal working job they wouldn't go out with...they're not our type of 'class'

But so what if they're not wealthy like us? I look for more than high society people...I'd like someone with a good personality...fun, loving, sweet...I'd like a girl like that. Girls who are so obsessed with money wouldn't have such traits.

I bet the little girl from my dream I had would have those traits... I thought But I don't think I'll ever meet her...It's been 14 years since that day behind the school, when I walked her home...I never saw her again after that...

"Quit daydreaming and get dressed already! Mr. Crostler sent us a cab to take us to his yacht by the harbour" Brick told me. (And when he say's "cab", he means a limousine) "So hurry up!"

Brick and Butch left my room. Just as they left two maids came in: Anna and Dana. Anna had my clothes for the meeting, and Dana had a tray containing my breakfast.

"Here is you're tuxedo sir," Anna told me and placed it on the side of my bed.

"And your breakfast too" Dana opened the silver cover to the tray which revealed jam on toast, omelette filled with spinach and dressed with a spicy cheese sauce, fruits on the side and a glass of orange juice.

"Thank you Dana, this looks delicious!" I said ready to dig in.

I was about to take a bite out of the omelette when I glanced at the time. It's 9:49. I wouldn't have enough time to eat all this and be ready for the meeting with Mr. Crostler.

"You know what...I'll have the toast and you eat the rest of the meal, I'm in a great rush so I can't eat all of this" I said jumping off the bed and running to my personal bathroom to take a shower.

"Oh...are you sure you don't want me to save it for later sir?" Dana asked when I closed the door.

"Nah it's alright. You have it" I reassured her. I turned on the water and threw my clothes off and jumped in.

I could heat Anna giggle behind the loud thundering of the shower. After I finished showering, I quickly put on the tux and tie...Anna helping me with the tie. I took a quick glance in the mirror to see if I looked sharp. I looked just fine. I heard a car honk outside. I looked out the window to see the limo had arrived. Brick and Butch were already down there waiting.

"C'mon Boomer let's go!" Butch yelled up to me.

I ran from the window and took a time check: 9:56. I gotta go. I grabbed the glass of orange juice and gulped it down. I put the toast in my mouth and dashed out the door.

"Thanks Anna, Dana! You're the best!" I called to them as I rushed out of the room.

They both giggled and told me to have a nice day. I dashed down the stairs practically tripping, the butler Lawrence asked if I was ok and tried to help me. I said I was fine and I continue to run towards the door, the toast still in my mouth.

"Ok ok! I'm ready! Let's go!" I called to them as I ran to the limousine.

We all jumped in and the limo speeded off on the road to the harbour.

"Boomer you could take a little more pride with your hair..." Butch commented on my hair. It wasn't that messy but not that neat either.

"Bugger off! I was rushing! You guys should know by now I can't wake up early on Saturdays!" I said back.

"Look, let's just hope Mr. Crostler doesn't judge us by tardiness" Brick said before Butch could say anything back.

I stared out the window. People walking by with either grocery bags or shopping bags. When the limo stopped some would stop and watch trying to see who was inside but the tinted windows prevented them from looking. They probably all thought important people were in here...I wouldn't say that we were that important...we just have higher salaries than every average worker.

I saw a group of girls who look the age of 18...2 years under mine. They were laughing and giggling and seem to be having a good time out on the streets.

Having a girl like that would be nice I thought. But what are the chances of me meeting a girl like that? None. I really wish I could though.

The limo slowed down to a stop. We were at the harbour and Mr. Crostler's yacht was in the water across from us. I could see Mr. Crostler at the top peering over on the streets. We walked out of the limo and Mr. Crostler waved to us. We waved back at him and headed to the stairs that lead onto the yacht. My brothers were real excited now...but my mind was on something else...the little blonde girl named Bubbles from my child hood. I'd like to meet her someday...

I shook my head at the thought. Nah...I haven't seen her in 14 years...what would make me think I'd meet her today? Even if it would be nice...it's just a crazy dream...

Yup so that's the first chapter (not very long) So Boomer longs for something more than wealth and wishes to meet the girl from the past huh? Well he'll be suprised of who will show up on the yacht! Wait for the next chapter to find out! (and plz review:D)