Hi, Nova here. So i took a really long hiatus. I know i suck. Anyways just kinda took a break to improve my writing, tried a few novels. Well long story short found myself get this random ninjago fanfic idea and kind just needed to write something again.
Cole Brookstone was many things. For starters, his father had always wanted him to be a dancer, so despite his hatred for dancing and the humiliation he felt each time he set foot onto a dance floor, he was an excellent dancer. On top of that, his teachers wanted to be an astute student. This wasn't such a hard request seeing as Cole didn't find school to be too much of a challenge. He'd made it all the way through, in fact his senior year began a month ago. Cole also had a quartet whom his father expected to be his best friends. Realistically, Cole wouldn't hang out with people such as them.
Their tener voice Milo, was extremely short and talked a mile a minute. His favorite thing to do was jump rope, the kid could do double dutch, crossroads, singles, doubles and every trick in the book that had to do with a jump rope. Cole never admitted than jump didn't exactly spike his interest all the time.
Their lead Austin, well Cole couldn't stand Austin. Austin never let anyone else have their way and he enjoyed picking on smaller students. Whenever Cole had to hang out with him, he usually ended up standing behind Austin while their lead singer embarrassed freshman and sophomores.
Their bass singer's name was Don. Don was the quietest and slowest person Cole had ever met. He reminded Cole a bit of a sloth. It was like an old man was trapped in the body of a broad shouldered teenager. Cole remembered the time he'd tried to make a joke around Don, only to be met with a long forlorn stare. Cole pretended to have to go to the bathroom after that.
Cole himself was the baritone, which was the octave just above the bass, which was last.
Cole had to hang out with these people every day, and coincidentally he wanted to die every day as well. If the boys weren't practicing, they were arguing. Austin constantly picked on Milo and Milo constantly complained about his ideas never getting picked and Don would sit there and look sad like he always did, occasionally saying something like , 'why don't we go eat something.' Generally Austin and Milo would turn to Cole for tie breakers. This was Cole's least favorite part of the day.
For one, Austin knew how to run the quartet and put on amazing shows, but it was also fair that Milo get to have a say once in a while. It wasn't like his ideas were terrible either. The particular argument today was what the costumes should be.
"Cole, what do you think? Green or black." Austin demanded, throwing him a pointed look to agree with him.
"Why don't we try both?" Cole pointed out. "We could do black dress shirts and green coats." He suggested.
"No, my colors more important, it should be green dress shirts with black overcoats." Austin corrected him.
"Sounds fine." Cole said with a shrug. "Milo?" He asked looking at his smaller "friend."
"Yeah okay." Milo agreed. Milo generally didn't like causing problems, but he had a very competitive personality.
"Great, and look we're out of time." Cole chirped. "Um, shame." He added, trying to sound disappointed.
"Alright see you losers tomorrow then." Austin said, grabbed his backpack and leaving the small practice room in a huff.
"Alrighty see ya Cole, remember the key change I added in. I'm thinking if we just add it without asking, Austin may not notice. Milo told him rapidly.
"Oh I'm sure it'll slip right by him." Cole said trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice as Milo left.
"You got a ride home Don?" Cole asked his final friend. Don blinked, the turned to look up at Cole.
"Yup." He answered quietly and slowly.
"Well, see you then." Cole said, shouldering his backpack and exiting the room before Don could start a new dull sentence.
Once Cole was out of the building, he grinned. No parents no teachers no "friends", just him, no expectations.
"Freedom." Cole sighed to himself.
"Oh my, is your school a secret prison in disguise." A voice said. Jay.
"Jay!" Cole exclaimed turning and giving his friend a hug. "You're back!" Cole shouted happily.
"That I am." Jay agreed hugging his friend back. Jay was the only friend of Cole's that Cole actually liked. He was also the only one of Cole's friends that his father didn't particularly like. Jay wasn't a singer or a dancer.
Jay was an amateur inventor, he was one of the smartest people Cole had ever met. Jay went to a prestigious choice highschool and recently they had taken Jay's senior class on a field trip to Borg Industries. The headquarters of invention. Cole had helped his friend pack for the trip.
"Okay, I want to hear every single thing." Coles said, as the two of them began their walk home.
"Alright alright, so we get there" Jay began, and Cole's face fell into an easy smile. He hadn't heard Jay's voice in a week though it felt like ages more than that, and his friend was the not only the smartest person he knew, but also the most interesting person ever. He told stories like they were legends, and his humor was a good mix between cheesy and sarcastic. He was the only one of Cole's friends that Cole enjoyed talking to.
Jay was also great because Cole didn't have to resolve Jay's arguments, he didn't have to agree with everything Jay said, he didn't have to listen to everything Jay said. Jay let Cole just be Cole, and right now there was nothing more perfect to him than that.
Cole would always bend for other people, mostly because he wanted his father to love and support him. His father had always been pleased with everything Cole did, but Cole feared that it would be a very different story had he not listened to everything his father told him to do, despite how much he wanted to do other things. Cole couldn't be happy if his father didn't support the path he chose.
For instance, Cole had always wanted to try out for football, he had the build and the reflexes for it, and he loved sports having his own personal competitive streak, but before he could ask his father if he could try out his father had come home one day and said,
"Oh Coleman, I'm so glad you don't play sports with the rest of those stupid ruffians."
And Cole never asked his father to play. Jay tapped Cole's shoulder, dragging him from his thoughts.
"So like is that the coolest thing or what. Anyways so I step on this perfect match console and guess what." Jay paused excitedly.
"What the machine told you you're too cheesy to ever get a girlfriend." Cole joked, suddenly re-entering the conversation.
"Ha ha Cole, very funny." Jay retorted.
"Okay sorry, so spill. Did it show you your soulmate? "Cole asked grinning.
"Did it?" Jay asked rhetorically with a dreamy look on his face. "So this girl pops up, and I'm telling I have never seen someone more beautiful than her. I mean she was perfect." Jay said melting.
"But you don't know anything about this girl." Cole reminded him. Jay gave him that look like 'are you for real?'
" Perfect Match." Jay said slowly. "What part of perfect match did you not get?!" Jay said voice getting louder. Cole laughed.
"Yeah alright I hear you. Well let me know if you ever meet this soul mate of yours." Cole told him.
"One day, when you're in love, your tone won't be so sarcastic." Jay said in a haughty tone. Cole just grinned like crazy. He'd really missed Jay.
"Race you to the park?" Jay asked after a minute of quiet.
"You're on." Cole said, and the two of them took on down the road.
"First!" Jay yelled out of breath slamming his hand on the plastic slide.
"You got me." Cole agreed smiling, then when Jay wasn't looking he reached over and scooped his friend off the ground and held him proudly above his head.
"All hail the winner." Cole chanted parading around the empty park.
"Cole!" Jay complained squirming, he managed to wriggle down from Cole's hands. Cole laughed and Jay rolled his eyes at his friend. Cole reached down and helped his friend off the ground. They began walking back to the edge of the playground where they had discarded their backpacks.
Suddenly, as they were walking, Jay yelped loudly and fell to the ground. Cole turned surprised.
"Woah, had a little much to drink at Borg Industries did we?" Cole asked, holding out a hand.
"That was weird I think I tripped over something." Jay said taking Cole's hand and standing up. He looked back. "But there's nothing the- . . .wait." Jay stopped and moved closer to where he had fallen,
"Oh look at this." Jay said softly pointing to a small crack in the ground.
"A crack in the sidewalk, wooow." Cole said slowly. Cole spoke to soon. Literally, while he was speaking the crack suddenly widened. Jay peered down into it.
"There's nothing here but darkness." Jay reported.
"Shocker." Cole answered, walking towards the crack himself.
Again the crack grew a little wider. Wide enough that one might be able to stick a hand down it.
"Maybe there's going to be an earthquake." Cole realized.
"Doubtful, cracks in the ground generally happen after earthquakes." Jay told him.
"Glad to have an expert." Cole answered.
"Glad to be one." Jay said with a grin.
"So what could it be then?" Cole asked.
"To be honest I really have no idea, but the deep dark ever-widening hole in the ground is kinda scaring me a little bit." Jay admitted truthfully. At his words, the crack again grew wider, possibly wide enough to fit a head down.
"Okay if that doesn't stop, I'm going to freak out." Jay muttered. Cole and Jay stopped and waited silently, but the crack had seemed to stop growing.
"Maybe it's just a weird anomaly." Cole hoped.
"Yeah maybe." Jay said.
"Are we getting out of here?" Cole asked.
"Right behind you." Jay agreed and the two of them left in a hurry.
As the two of them grabbed their things and began walking away Cole began to hear something.
He threw a glance back at the crack in the ground and he swore he heard distant cheering.
"Do you hear-" Cole began to ask, but just as soon as it had started, the cheering stopped.
"Hear?" Jay asked, looking over at his friend confused.
"Um. . . nevermind. I'm hearing things." Cole told Jay. But even so, he stared at the crack for a second longer, ears straining.
The cheering seemed so real, and it sounded like it was coming from the depths of that crevice in the ground.
Alrighty, first chapter done y'all. It's gonna be a bit slow going for the first two chapters maybe but then it's really gonna pick up. Um for ships and things like that, i'll probably end up doing some, but also it will be up to the readers on which pairings you guys want to see, i figure since it's not the main point of the story, you guys can suggest some things and i can have a bit of fun. (Though i was planning do to Jaya) so save those characters for me. Anyways please reveiw because it means the world and i love to see what you guys are thinking. I swear the ext few AN's will not be this dragged out. (BTW, should i put this on wattpad) R&R
Keep Writing Keep Reading, Nova out ; )