Author's Note: Guys, I am soo sorry the wait. I had been writing the 3rd chapter right after I posted the 2nd chapter but my computer chose the RIGHT time to shut down :D Nice computer, huh?! And before I knew it, I had school and was really busy. So anyway, here's the 3rd chapter. This is the chapter that starts the whole story.
" Jordy... Wakey, wakey... HEY! JORDAN!"
Jordan's eyes snapped open as he felt soft cotton hit his face . Charlotte Olivero, Jordan's 5 year old sister, had started hitting him with his own pillow. " WAKE UP! IT'S TIME TO GO! IT'S TIME TO GO TO SCHOOL!" Charlotte yelled, hitting Jordan with all the strength her tiny body could muster. " Ok, OK! Enough!" Jordan grabbed the pillow and threw it across the room. Charlotte folded her arms and glared at him " Daddy says it's time to go. He also says if you don't get up early after today, I'm gonna be your new wake-up call!" She said with pride. Jordan ran his fingers through his curly hair and groaned " I don't think I ordered a wake-up call" He said, rubbing his eyes " And I especially don't think I ordered you as my wake-up call" Charlotte looked quite hurt but she quickly replaced with defiance " How 'bout I make Daddy your wake-up call?"
With that, she turned around and screamed:
"DAAAAAADDDDY!"
Jordan yelped and quickly covered her mouth " Shh, shh, quiet!" Charlotte simply looked up and smiled, her eyes closing from the immense satisfaction she was feeling. Tearing away from Jordan's grip, she ran downstairs smiling like a giddy idiot...At least that's what Jordan was thinking. "Good grief, she's weird" He grumbled as he snatched his cap of his door and stomped downstairs.
Anger pressed another button before throwing his cap of and stomping towards the couch. " WHOEVER SAID HE WANTED SOME BOGUS WAKE-UP CALL!?" Sadness looked down while tugging at a curl " I guess Dad did..." Disgust flicked a control at the console " Yeah, well Daddy should mind his own boring business. And who told him make Charlotte wake us up. We could have woken up just fine without her." Joy, however, kept staring at the monitor. He saw how Jordan was stomping down the stairs. That's not a good way to start a promising day.
"Jordan, buddy, you'll wake the neighbors up with all that stomping" He whispered as he pressed a button and pulled a lever. This made Jordan calm down and soften his steps. " That's better!" Joy smiled with pride as he turned around, only to find Anger glaring up at him. Joy waved at him " Hi-" " DON"T "HI" ME! What's the deal?!" Joy chuckled at Anger's expression " Dude, I'm just livening things up a little! Chill out!" At that emphasized "out", he flicked Anger's hat off. Before Anger could strangle the living crap out of Joy, Fear intervened " Uh, Dudes? We're at the dinner table." The Emotions ran up to the console and looked up at the monitor. Jordan was staring at his bowl of cereal. Sadness looked back at Joy and Anger, who were still glaring daggers at each other, well, in Joy's case, making funny faces. " Guys, can we forget this? Our cereal's getting soggy. Jordan doesn't like that..."
Jordan snapped out of his trance and ate a spoonful of cereal. It was kind of soft, but still eatable. Jordan's father, Roger Olivero, was currently fixing lunch for his two kids. Charlotte pushed her now bowl of milk back and hopped out of her seat " Daddy? I don't wanna be late for the bus." Roger looked down at his daughter " Hmm... Of course you don't. I'm nearly finished. " Jordan was staring at his father. He knew he was feigning happiness. There was a family member missing... Katherine Olivero...
Katherine had passed away while giving birth to Charlotte. Since then, Roger had not been himself. There would be times where he would show genuine happiness...But other times, he'd just sit and stare at the TV watching " Food Network" all day. Katherine loved that channel. Of course, Katherine's death left an impact on Jordan. In fact, it had created a core memory, a sad one to be exact. The core memory was a deep shade of blue and had created " Mom Island ". After the tragedy, Jordan strayed away from his father. He didn't know how to talk to him anymore. Jordan shook his head and pushed his bowl of cereal away. Charlotte grabbed her Dora The Explorer backpack and took her lunch from the table " Thanks, Daddy! Bye! Have a good day!" Roger waved back at her before handing Jordan his lunch. " Have a good day at school, son..." He said rather plainly. Jordan took it and brought his cap over his eyes " Thanks.." He mumbled before grabbing his sister's hand and walking out the door.
Sadness pressed one finger on a button. He only pressed one finger on it because he didn't want to cause strong sadness. It wasn't really the time for that. Fear suddenly pulled a lever " AH! Aw, crap- CHARLOTTE!" Joy looked up the monitor and saw Charlotte running ahead of Jordan. " Hold our hand! " Fear pulled two levers at once, making Jordan run forward and grab his little sister. " Phew... That was a close one." Fear took his cap off and and ran fingers through his hair. The Emotions were snapped back to reality when they heard a horn honk. The bus was here. Anger face palmed " Aw, SERIOUSLY!" He pushed two buttons, which made Jordan pull his sister and run to the bus. This only made Charlotte drop her lunch bag " My lunch!" She cried. Anger and Disgust each pressed a button, which made Jordan groan and run back for her lunch. He quickly picked it up and ran back. The bus driver pressed the horn again. Jordan growled, picked Charlotte up and ran to the bus. As they boarded the bus, Mr. Kingsley, the bus driver, looked at Jordan " I told ya' once, I told ya' twice, Olivero. As soon as you hear my horn honking, you come running. You got that? " Jordan looked down " Yes, sir..." " Good. Take a seat." Charlotte took her seat next to her kindergarten friends while Jordan looked for his own friends. They'd usually be on the bus by now.
" Hey! Jordan!" A voice called out.
Jordan turned and saw his friends, Damon Jackson, Elijah Hall, and Stevie Myers. Those were the couple of idiots that were Jordan's best friends. Damon was a dark skinned 12 year old boy with an afro Jordan secretly adored. He was the oldest out of the four by 8 months and was the calmest and maturest one. Elijah was a light skinned 12 year old boy with long, dirty blonde hair. He was the craziest and most immature one of the group. Stevie was a fair skinned 12 year old boy with ruffled brown hair. He was the smartest one of the group. They were an unlikely group of friends, really.
Jordan took his seat next to Stevie. " Hey, dudes. Hows' it goin'? " Damon shrugged " Low-key." Jordan looked out the window " Same.." Elijah nudged Jordan's shoulder " Got in trouble with the bus driver because of your little sis' again? " He asked. " Pssh, how'd you even guess? " Elijah patted his back " I feel you. My big sister kept me waiting because she had to put all that gooney makeup on. I'm glad she moved out " Stevie rolled his eyes " Why didn't you simply go without her? " Elijah stared off in space for a moment before replying " I never even thought of that..." Jordan chuckled at his friends idiocy. They really cheered him up when he was feeling down. To Jordan, most of the time it's your friends that keep you going... Not your family.
" Dudes! Check it out! Friendship Island's on a roll!" Joy gestured his co-workers to the large window overlooking the Personality Islands. Friendship Island showed 4 statues of boys resembling Jordan, Elijah, Damon and Stevie making a friendly huddle. It was currently glowing and there were faint laughing sounds coming from it. Disgust shrugged " Could've done better" Joy flicked his hat off " Why ya' have to be such a turd, man? " Disgust snatched his hat up from the ground " First of all: GRODY, DUDE! And second of all: How am I being a turd? " Joy chuckled " It's pretty ironic how you can be a disgusting lil' turd when you're the emotion Disgust! Hahahaha..." Joy walked up to the skateboarding part of Headquarters and took one from the rack " I'm gonna shred some waves, tell me when we get to school"
" The phrase "shredding waves" refers to surfing..." Sadness mumbled. " Pssh, who cares? It's basically the same thing, you're just not doing it on water. Ho-HOO! You just got chirped! " Joy chuckled as he mounted his skateboard and took off. Disgust shook his head at him before stomping off, grumbling " I am not a crappy turd " under his breath continuously. Anger folded his arms and stared out the window. His eyes settled on Mom Island. He sighed and put a hand on the window, gazing longingly at the island " Why did you have to go...? " He whispered.
The bus pulled up at Cloverdale Academy and parked. Kids swarmed off the bus, big and small. Jordan, Damon, Elijah and Stevie were the last to get off. As Jordan got off the bus he noticed Charlotte standing in front the school doors. Jordan rolled his eyes " Ugh, again? " he grumbled as he walked to her. " Charlotte, what are you doing? Get to class before you're late. " He said. Charlotte dug in her skirt pocket and took out a piece of paper " Here. Another note of encouragement! " Elijah snorted. Jordan quickly took the note from her and stuffed it in his pocket. " Good. Now get to class." Charlotte nodded and ran down the hall into her classroom. Elijah shook his head " She seems like a crap-load of annoyance. " He said. Jordan shrugged " Let's get to class " With that, the four friends walked down the hall to the destination.
Author's Note: WOOOOOW! This took me, like, 5 hours to finish! 6 if you count revising. So we see how Jordan feels about his family and his past... Things will get better in the later chapters though. Just sit back enjoy the show!
P.S If you've seen the anime " Clannad" you'll see how much Elijah reminds you of the comical character Youhei Sunohara :D I love that idiot!
Just to let you guys know, Jordan doesn't hate Charlotte. He just doesn't know how to act as a big brother without the caring support of his mother
Do you know how much teenage terms I had to look up to fit the right moods?!
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