My quick little intro and notes before you read my wonderful (muffled snickers) story. First of all, this is my first real Zoids fanfic. Please be kind in reviewing. I love reveiws but NO FLAMES! As I've said elsewhere, my ego is tender.

Notes: I have several supposed errors in here that I know about. The one I know I have heard about is the fact that there is Zoids on planet Earth. I KNOW. This is why we call it a fan FICTION. It is not the show, and therefore will be different.I honestly tries to make it on planet Zi, but man... it didn't work(man it sucked). The other supposed error may be the characters personalities. This is my take on them, and how I think they would have acted in this given situation.

If you do notice any other errors, like details that don't match up, don't be afraid to tell me. Those errors I try to avoid, but if I'm told then they can be corrected before it turns into anything major.

Disclaimer: This story is not mine. It is owned by whoever thought of Zoids. They are brilliant brilliant people. I raise both thumbs up high for them, and therefore I give them due credit for this work. If the plot line or characters seem like something you yourself have written, or somone you know, I have two things in my defense. 1) I would never copy some one's work on purpose without giving them credit 2)I probaly don't know you so I wouldn't be able to model a character off of someone you know. Actaully, our main hero Boom is based off of my own personality so if anyone is going to have a cow about basing a character off of a real life person without asking, it's me.

Now that's settled, read and (hopefully) enjoy!

It was Sophomore year in school, and I didn't want to mess this up. It was a new school, new people and a new start for me. I was driving to school, by myself. I had a special permit. I was an orphan, and therefore no parent could drive me anywhere. So they taught me extra well, and let me go. The government also provided me a car to drive it. Toyota 1995 Tundra. I named it Youko, it being a Japanese car and all. I pulled in the parking lot, and parked. I then walked into school, right into some dude. He whirled around, and I could tell he was annoyed.

"Watch where you're going! I have pull around here, punk. I could make your life a misery faster than you could make friends. Though you probably can't make friends fast, so never mind."

I shrugged, not really wanting to cause trouble. I guess he was justified calling me punk; I got all my clothes at Hot Topic. They were baggy, and full of holes. They guy looked me over, and I did the same. He was dressed all fancy; I guess he was from a rich family. I then said,

"I'm not sorry I walked into you now."

He took my shirt, and tried to slam me into a wall. Right before I hit the wall in question I slipped to the side, right out of his grip. He looked in amazement at his hands, which were now empty.

"While I would love to fight, I have to get to class."

I then went down the hall, as a fast walk. I found my room, and slipped into a seat right as the bell rang. It was next to a guy whom looked friendly enough, though he had an incredibly bored look on him face. I was totally feeling him. I leaned over, as the teacher was late.

"Hi. Name's Boom."

He looked over, and a lazy smile formed. "Irvine."

"Nice ta met ya, Irvine." He let out a bored sigh.

"Class is bad enough with the teacher, it blows even more without him."

"Yeah."

"So, you new here?"

"Yeah, got here about a week ago."

"Well welcome."

The teacher ran in, a younger one, and suddenly another guy slipped in behind him, taking the seat to the left of Irvine. He grinned.

"That was nice, Van."

This kid, Van, grinned back. "Yeah, I bet he never knew I was late."

Van then leaned forward, seeing me. Irvine explained.

"This is the new guy. His name is Boom."

Van smiled. "Name's Van."

"Nice to meet you, Van."

I was feeling good. Class hadn't even started and I was in the makings of getting two new friends. The teacher then started talking, I missed him name. Oh well, I didn't really care any ways. He finished his lecture, and gave us an assignment. Find two partners, and find out about them outside of school, right after school arrangements would be made if it was not possible. I looked at Irvine and Van to see them looking at me.

"You guys up for it?" Irvine asked. Both I and Van answered yes. I put in,

"I can drive, so transportation isn't a problem."

Irvine grinned. "Alright! Wanna go see a movie, and then do our homework when the movie's out?"

Both Irvine and Van got excited at this. They were apparently good friends, so this assignment was going to be a snap for them. I shrugged.

"My family doesn't really have money to spare for movies..."

Van nodded in understanding. "Then we'll rent and watch it at home. It would probably be best as we do need to do the work as well."

Irvine and I nodded, agreeing to the truth of this. The bell rang, and I said,

"See you guys at lunch."

I then walked off, in search of my next class. I found it. This school was easy, partially because they color-coded it. I found my class. Nothing major happened until lunch after third hour. I found Van and Irvine, sitting next to them. I had long since learned to go without lunch. It wasn't truly necessary, and it cost money I didn't have. Irvine looked over.

"Don't you have a lunch?"

"Nope. I don't eat lunch."

Irvine shrugged, and started eating his sandwich. Van elbowed Irvine, and gave me a bag of chips. I smiled, taking them. It wasn't the healthiest lunch, but what the hell. I wasn't complaining. Lunch was almost over when the guy I had run into walked up.

"Well if it isn't the freaks and geeks."

Irvine didn't even look up from his can of pop he was now drinking. "You think of that one yourself, or did you go running to a teacher to get a rhyme?"

Van innocently looked at the guy.

"You do know what a rhyme is, right?"

He growled, and said to me,

"Well, well, if it isn't the klutz."

I looked up from the book I had easily stolen from his backpack.

"Wow, I didn't know you like Shakespeare."

The guy grabbed the book back, red in his cheeks, and walked away murmuring something about leaving the zipper open. I grinned. He didn't. I was just that good. Van and Irvine stared in amazement.

"You're good at that! Mil is usually never fooled by that stuff."

I shrugged. They must have thought it was my book. The bell rang, and I went to my next class. It was the same old stuff, welcome to the school year, blah blah blah blah. The last bell rang and I ran outside, to my car. Van and Irvine were already there, looking over it.

"You can drive?"

I flashed my driver's license out, and was tackled by Irvine. He took it, admiring the shiny top. He read all of it including the reason I had a full driver's license, and suddenly his face fell, and he looked at me, stunned. Van frowned, and he stole the little card from Irvine. He read it too, and had the same look as Irvine. I took the card back, and shoved it in my pocket.

"No need to be sorry, if that's what you were going to say. It happened a long time ago."

They nodded. I smiled, not mentioning the fact that they could still be alive. They would have come back if that was possible. I unlocked my door, and unlocked the other door.

"It'll be a little cramped, but jump in!"

They climbed in, and I started Youko up. We all buckled up, so harm in being safe, and I pulled it out. Van and Irvine had a brief tussle over the radio, and they finally settled on some punk rocker station. I love punk, so I didn't complain. I drove them to the video store, and after another fight over the movie, we decided on some action, I think some Indiana Jones one.

I drove them back to my place, a crap apartment the government paid for. We went inside, I was kind of embarrassed. The place was small, messy, and cluttered. I popped in the movie, and threw some dirty clothes off the couch, into another pile. Van and Irvine just looked around, Irvine then commenting,

"Looks like my room at home."

He was shoved over by Van, who said, "Can't you keep your mouth shut for more than a couple minutes?"

Irvine got up, brushing himself off.

"No." I grinned.

"Let's just watch the movie."

We did, and it wasn't half bad. It was mainly fun because we played Mystery Science Theatre 3000 and made fun of the movie the entire time. Ah well, life is such. We finished the movie, and the assignment. Irvine and Van had pretty normal lives, and we made up some fun shit about my supposed parents before putting down that I was an orphan. I would tell them about my real history, but they had to REALLY good friends. I drove them home, and went back to my place. I flopped on my bed, and smiled.

It had been a good day.