Cole's POV
The soft rock started playing on my phone, waking me up. I groaned and blindly stuck my arm out, trying to find my phone.
I opened my eye's and all I saw was the blurry image of my ceiling. I reached over and finally was able to grab hold of my phone.
I turned it off and sat up, stretching.
I rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen.
Dad wasn't in there but there was a note on the table
Cole, I have an early gig, i will be home at around 930 tonight, there's leftovers in the fridge, the car keys are on the counter.
Since my mom and my dad divorced, i'm used to dad leaving without telling wants me to become this famous singer and dancer like him, but I don't want to be that kind of person.
I sighed and walked back to my room.
I walked onto the bus with my earbuds plugged in. Kids were laughing and screaming and throwing paper balls everywhere. You would think being a senior in high school would have some effect on how we act but NOOOO.
I sat in the back and looked out the window. Papers were being thrown through the air and some were hitting my head, but I didn't care. The bus lurched forward. Some kid fell as he was walking down the aisle. Kids started laughing at him and throwing more paper at him.
He stood up. He had bright orange hair and an indent in one eyebrow. He was wearing all blue and had a notebook tucked protectively under one arm.
I felt this lurch in my stomach, like he was familiar. I shook my head. Maybe in one of my classes? I thought. He turned and looked at me.
"And what are you staring at emo?" He asked me, with a twinge of sarcasm. I shrugged and looked back out the window.
I shoved my backpack into my locker and grabbed my binder. I walked into Math and sat down at my table.
"Hey, did you understand the homework last night?" My friend Cody asked me, dropping his binder and sitting down next to me.
"No, I'm not a nindroid." I snorted. Cody looked at me weird.
"What the hell is a nindroid?" He asked.
"Uhh… I… I don't know." I stuttered. What's going on today? I thought.
"Dude, you stayed up WAY too late last night." He said, laughing and punching me in the shoulder.
"Yeah," I said, shaking my head. "I guess I did."
"Whatever man." He said, rolling his eyes. "Anyway, P.E.'s next period. You gonna try out for football this quarter?" He asked
"Probably. But you know my Dad, i'm gonna have to keep it a secret." I said, pulling out my homework.
Cody went on to talk about how he wanted to be a receiver, but I was lost in thought. First that kid on the bus, and now this? What's gotten into me?
Then the math teacher walked in and everyone went quiet.
The P.E. teacher, Mr. Brookstone, blew his whistle and everyone went quiet.
"OKAY! Listen up! Today football tryouts are starting. If you don;t make it, don't come crawling to me on your hands and knees begging for another shot. 'Cause you won't get it." He yelled at all of us, walking around in a circle.
I fidgeted in my P.E. uniform, which, was WAY too big for me.
"Damn, someone didn't get their daily amount of Starbucks this morning." Someone in the back muttered. I turned around and saw it was this kid with brown spiky hair.
I got the same feeling I had gotten on the bus this morning. Deja vu.
Unfortunately for him, Mr. Brookstone heard.
"And what is your name?" He asked, shoving us aside to get in his face.
"Smith. Kai Smith." He said coolly, without any hint of backing down.
"Well then, Mr. Smith, why don't you go up first." Mr. Brookstone said, gesturing towards a pile of footballs that lay on the field.
"Pleasure." Kai said, walking up and grabbing a football.
"And what position are you playing for, Mr. Smith?" Mr. Brookstone asked, pulling out his clipboard and grabbing a pen, clicking it over and over again as if he was impatient.
"Quarterback." He replied.
"Who here is trying out for receiver?" Mr. Brookstone yelled out. Cody tentatively raised his hand.
"YOU! CODY! Up there NOW!" He barked at Cody. Cody scurried up.
"And who's trying out for defense?"
I raised my hand.
"Well, what are you waiting for, a red carpet, GO!" He yelled at me.
I ran up. As I passed Kai, I looked back at him. He looked at me strangely, then shook his head.
"When i whistle, Kai, throw the ball to Cody, and then, Cole, you have to try to tackle Cody, or intercept the ball, understood?" We all nodded.
The whistle blew. Cody zigzagged around the field and Kai threw the ball to him. Cody caught it and I tackled him.
"Not the worse thing I've seen." Mr. Brookstone muttered.
Kai walked over and helped me up. I grabbed his outstretched arm and stood up. We stood there for a second. I had this feeling tugging at the back of my mind. Then he turned around and walked away.
I stood there for a moment thinking. What the hell?
I shook my head. I walked back to the group, and then saw someone in the hallway.
He was wearing white and had a book tucked underneath his arm. He had a white flat top.
The sensation in my mind happened again.
Then, it came at me like a freight train.
Garmadon, Ninja of Earth, Sensei, Kai, Jay, Zane, Lloyd, Scythe of Quakes.
I remembered it so suddenly it almost knocked me off my feet. I regained balance and saw that Zane was gone.
First, I want to say that this whole time I was writing I was listening to the soundtrack of when Zane died and was thinking to myself, "I am half glad and half sad that I can't buy this on ITunes because if I was listening to this in class I would burst into tears for no reason and everyone would think i'm crazy, and it's sad because I CAN'T FREAKING BUY IT ON ITUNES."
Second, I want to say that I am sorry this took so long to write because on sunday my dad was all like, "No computers."
And third I just want to quickly say the character designs.
I always thought that at home, Cole would be this emo, but then at school, he'd be this popular athlete. Kai would be popular all around, and be semi athletic. Jay would be a nerd, who is kinda popular, Zane would be just a nerd who everyone bullies but he doesn't care because he's FREAKING ZANE, and Lloyd would be the troublemaker (As a kid.)
Titan ninja out (Mic drop)