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Author's Note: Alright....this came out quick because with dim Xmas light in my room, it reallt sets a reative flow and i could storp writing so you readers have fun with this. I think this guy is my favroit character...so far. So for Wade, I was thinking Cody Linley...is it just me? I was watching TV with my sister and yeah...stuff happens. enjoi

R i c h i e R i c h

Wade Lucas. He had it all. Basically. His mom was a NASA scientist and his dad was a famous actor and why was he living in Recon City. Oh yeah, dad had to move here for research or a role he just landed. He had tons of friends a nice house and everything he could want and then some. Then mom, dad and he, picked up and moved. Sure he had a group of friends here, but it wasn't home.

He ran a hand through his blond hair and smiled at his reflection before clasping a silver necklace around his neck. The accessory was probably the cheapest thing he owned and aside from the cloths, cars and money, it was his most prized possession. "Alright" He tugged at the end of his black shirt then headed out of the house.

"Wade, where are you going boy?"

"Out dad..." He said as he sat at the bottom of a flight of pure white marble steps and pulled on his boots.

"Out where"

"The mountain"

"Why"

"Virgin snow dad" he said it like those two words explained everything; apparently it did because his dad didn't respond. He opened a door and there were jackets hung inside, he pulled out a navy blue down jacket and pulled it on. From the pocket he grabbed out a black beanie and pulled it over his hair, "Later"

"Have fun son"

He grabbed his board from the closet and walked out of the house with a smile.

***

The scenery in the corners of his eyes stretched and he focused on an up coming jump, he wasn't a pro boarder, as a matter of fact, he'd only been boarding for three years.

A striped blur moved past him and took off on the jump with amazing speed and precision. Wade crouched down a bit more to gain speed then he took off over the jump, he was pulling a 900 Seatbelt*, something he'd never done before. With good reason. He landed it just fine but his balance was a bit off and he totally ate it. That was new, he hardly every fell. The laughter that was coming from a few people who took pictures of the striped rider was new to, he rarely got laughed at.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah..." he sat up and spotted the guy in the black and white striped down; he wore a black beanie and rainbow reflecting goggles.

"That was real nice man, where'd you learn how to do that?" He asked as he sat down in the snow and pulled his goggles up.

"Funny..." He rolled his eyes, "I was just trying something new I guess"

"Couldn't tell"

"Ha ha" He groaned as he got to his feet and the other did the same.

"I'm Satoshi by the way..."

"Wade...You're new around here huh?" he had to be, everyone in town knew who he was.

"It's that obvious? I just came from the UK"

"UK?" He had to question, despite the obvious accent, the guy was clearly Japanese...weird?

"Yeah, my mum and dad live there" he informed as they slowly started moving down the hill.

"Why are you here?"

"Competitions"

"You race big in the UK?"

"Yeah..." A small jingle that Wade couldn't place sounded from Satoshi's pocket and he pulled out a phone, "Moshi moshi...hai....okay...bye" He stuffed his phone back and he smiled at the blonde, "I gotta go"

"Right, I'll see ya later then"

"Bye" Satoshi laughed as he pulled his goggles down the sped off down the mountain. Wade smiled and nodded, competition sounded good and from the looks of it Satoshi had been competing for years. He pulled his goggled down over his eyes and just took the rest of the hill slow.

***

He had planned to go to the café with his friends but he told them he'd go with them next time, whenever that would be. The blond was walking down the street with his board in hand; he had nearly slipped on the icy sidewalk almost ten times before he got the hang of walking. A brown building came into his sight and he squinted against the setting sun, he'd never seen this building before...weird. The salt on the steps up to the door crunched under his boots and he opened the heavy door. He expected the place to be abandoned but it wasn't, it was full of...stuff. He looked around and spotted an old framed news paper clipping that read 'The Grand Opening of Recon City's Museum of Mythical History' the picture was black and white, it looked like this place had a good run in its hay day. The snow trail behind him melted with the warmth the building provided and he walked up to the counted and smiled wickedly at the innocent silver bell that sat atop the wood. A loud 'bing' sounded when his gloved hand hit the top of the bell repeatedly then he turned around to run off but slipped and landed on his back instead.

"Welcome to Recon City's museum of Mythical History. How may I help...you...Hello?"

"Hey...uh..." This was not part of the plan. He reached for the offered hand and he was pulled to his feet.

"That was stupid"

"Nice to see you to Logan, sheesh..." Wade scratched the top of his head through his beanie then rubbed on his lower back, "I didn't know you worked here" He didn't know there was a 'here' until he walked in fiver minutes ago.

"What are you doing here?" Logan wasn't in the mood for the rich kid at the moment; as a matter of fact he never was...maybe a long time ago, but not now.

"Nothing, I just came in to look around."

"Bull"

"Okay, okay, chill...I was just curious" He said honestly as he pulled his gloves off and set them on the front desk. "So, do I sign a book or something?" Logan pointed at a scaled book and the blond slid it closer then rubbed the cover, "You think this is real?"

"What?"

"Snake skin...so cool" he mused to himself as he opened the book and wrote down his name. He never recalled having to sign into a museum but with each one came a different set of rules, right? "Done, I'm gonna look arou-"

"Hello?"

"What is this? Revenge of the dorks?" Logan asked his self as a four-eyed brunette walked into the entrance and up the counter.

"Logan?"

"Do I know you?" He didn't recognize him, but then again he didn't exactly remember people in the first place.

"Austin, I was at the restaurant a few months ag-"

"You work at a restaurant too?" Wade interjected with a surprised face, for not having worked a day in his life, balancing three jobs was...wow.

"Yeah...okay, just sign the book and go away" he instructed.

"Oh, sure" Austin pushed up his glasses and said his thanks when Wade handed the pen over then he wrote down his own name under the blonde's. "Your name's Wade" He observed as said teen started to walk off to look at some displays.

"Yeah, the one and only"

"Wow, um I'm Austi..." The two voices faded as Logan set a pair of head phones over his ears and cranked up the music.

On the counter top the opened book became glowing a soft white that didn't reach the employee's closed eyes but the glow remained as it began changing to a hot pink then it the color faded till it just sat there. The pages of the book flipped like they were being pushed by a forceful wind until the book shut, the scales on the cover changes to a darker color but only just.

* 900 Seatbelt. 900 = 180x5 (2.5 circles). Seatbelt = with your leading hand, you reach across your lap and grab the tail of the board.