Three chapters down now and I am really enjoying writing this story because it is really fun being in Domino's mind but I haven't really heard what other people think yet. Although I am trying hard to make her seem not so much of a stereotypical loner but more three-dimensional than that.

If anyone wants to know what Domino looks like, I'll give a description here. She has short blonde hair, green eyes, moon pale white skin and she is just about the same height as Aelita. Domino normally wears a pair of boy shorts and a short T-shirt. She isn't exactly that modest with what she wears as you will see on some occasions.

Chapter Three focuses on Domino as we finally meet someone from that mysterious past of hers just by pure coincidence. His name is Callum and he knows things about Domino that aren't really explored now that the others don't know as she won't share anything with them for the most part. Also keep an eye on Domino's relationship with one particular character.

So I'll stop there and let you read on. Review plese either good or bad. I hope to hear what you think. I don't own anything from Code Lyoko apart from the OCs created for this particular story and others that I have written over the years

Enjoy!

Chapter Three: Golden Brown

It's been a few days since the prom and not much has happened. The others still want to know more about me but they aren't having any success unfortunately for them. There is nothing to say. They know what they need to know. Everything else is kept to myself whether it be my real name, where I come from and my backstory.

I've been called in for skiving classes by the prinicipal because I don't see the point in going to class when I already know all the answers. Besides I thought that a little cutting is healthy for maturity at least it's what most teenage understanding adults seem to think anyway. The others are waiting for me outside the office wanting to know if I am in any trouble.

"This just isn't acceptable behaviour, Domino." Mr Delmas lectures.

"It isn't? Huh, my expectations must be low of this place." I say.

"What is wrong with you? You have only just started here and you're showing that attitude. Considering your short time here, it wouldn't be hard to suspend you. There isn't much showing why you should continue here."

You'd think I'd know better than being a typical rebellious student but if I already know everything then class just seems pointless. Still, I shouldn't try to annoy anyone if I want to stay off the radar for the meantime. I guess a part of life is doing things that you don't always enjoy.

"Let's not have that. I'll stop cutting class then. I actually want to avoid trouble for the most part." I decide.

For now anyway...

"Remember that, Domino. The teachers have mentioned to me that you show promise despite you having low attendance. You're reaching the final straw."

I nod simply and leave the office and meet the others sitting at the reception desk. They all look at me probably expecting the worst from me because of my own rebellious and to them mysterious nature.

"What did he say?" Ulrich asks.

"I'm on a warning. I shouldn't test the waters anymore according to him or I will be suspended." I reveal.

"You shouldn't even be cutting class in the first place." Jeremie scorns.

"Whatever I'm only doing it so I can stay here. It saves me some trouble."

Well, minus the Xana attacks, going to Lyoko to stop them and then a group that I can't really say anything to in the first place. I sigh in reluctant agreement of what Jeremie just said to me.

"Yeah, what's wrong with you?" Yumi asks.

"It isn't that cool to be too cool for school." Ulrich agrees.

"Coming from the guy who isn't doing that well in school, I'll take that under consideration. See you later." I respond.

I leave the reception desk not wanting anymore tension between this group and myself. I don't want to head back to my room but rather to the park so I can't be bothered by anyone else. I bump into someone and is anything else that can annoy me today?

"Watch where you're walking!" I snap.

"Back at you." He throws.

I look at him and see that is a familiar face. He has dyed his hair from brown to jet black but minus that, he looks the same. The same dark blue eyes and almost the same attitude. Talk about coincidence. What is he doing here?

"Callum?" I say not sure what I'm seeing.

"Er, what character are you now?" Callum asks.

"Domino Lily." I answer rolling my eyes.

Same old Callum.

"Yeah, what are you doing here? Are you a student here?"

"I'm a boarder, yeah. It was a spur the moment decision in more ways than one. What about you? I thought you were living back home."

"No, things changed. You know after everything with Lyoko."

We both went into Lyoko at the same time. Callum managed to get away before Xana captured him while I didn't and the rest is history to say the very least. It's sucha long story of how we got there and it's not worth retelling the entire story as I already lived and that was more than enough.

"Is that why you're here then?" I ask.

"No, I got a job here organising events for places. It helps me with the money to travel around." Callum answers.

He seems to have settled back into normality as much as he can anyway. It's good to know that his life wasn't completely placed on hold for me. I wondered what had happened to him for all those years.

"Good for some."

"Looks like I'm not the only one travelling around. What happened to your British accent?"

I laugh lightly. I had to change that when I came out of the scanner and first came here. I orginially come from Britain hence the native accent but Jeremie's cover story meant that I had to keep on using the fake American accent for the most part until I can drop the pretence which isn't often. I cough a little when I try and readjust my voice to the original accent.

"It hasn't gone anywhere." I say using my original accent.

"So what is with the change in tone quite literally?"

"My character has a story of coming from America. It would be strange to have a British accent in that case although I still keep it when I'm on my own."

"Your parents would be proud."

My patriarchal parents, huh? Five whole years since I disappeared and it doesn't sound like much has changed. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

"Do you know where they are now?"

"Sorry but I don't. They fell off the grid just like you did when you left home."

My parents don't know where I am and I don't know where they are. I don't have to answer to anyone and it's all I've ever wanted. It's a complicated story of what happened between us but Callum thinks it's just a case of me being a rebel which I have shown traits of as seen earlier. It's more complex than that but it would be a lie if I said that I didn't want to leave home when I did and I don't really regret it.

Those that did care for me, I must have just disappeared and they might always be waiting for me to reappear but it might never happen if I don't want it to.

"They still aren't making any effort to find me then." I conclude not that surprised.

"You've been gone for five years now. I doubt it."

I need a change in the topic of conversation because this is just depressing me. I've lived the story of my life, heard it and seen it obviously so it's pretty dull. I see that the others are coming towards me and they have already spotted Callum and I.

"You need to disappear now." I say.

"Roger that. I'll see you around then." Callum replies and leaves.

I turn around to see them come closer and approach me.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Who was that?" Jeremie questions.

"A friend."

"You looked pretty close there." Ulrich notes.

I still don't know them that well minus that they're against Xana so I don't trust them with what I know about anyone outside what I associate with them. I have my own share of trust issues but I don't think they need to know anything just yet.

"You have an answer. The rest is classified."

"As always."

"Save the questions for another time. You're not going to get any answers now."

I leave again heading back to the dorm and to my room. Callum is the only friend I have that knows I'm still alive in a way and everyone else in my past thinks I just disappeared. It means a lot that my past isn't completely faded from existance. He's all I really have of my past life. I just can't tell anyone that as they won't really understand it. Not many people have shown that capability of understanding.

It has been hours since I literally bumped into Callum and I can't stop thinking about it. I need a distraction from it so I can focus on the present. This room is depressive though. Brown paint is so boring and bland so I need a change of colour and scene. I've got the paint and stuff needed for it but I don't have that kind of art skill needed to be an artist. This is going to be really long. I hear a knock at the door and I open it seeing Odd standing there.

"Are you coming to dinner then?" Odd asks.

"I'm busy right now." I dismiss.

Hang on...I could do with a creative person right now.

"Odd, you interested in some retail therapy?" I ask.

"Huh?"

I open my door widely showing that my room is set up for a complete revamp. It would be faster with two people especially when one can used a paintbrush better than the other.

"I need to redecorate this room. It's not really my ideal colour, this room but I'm not as creative with paint unlike you. It would be faster with you here. Interested? I could do with an artist right now."

"I am pretty hungry. Any chance of any food?"

Typical Odd. I roll my eyes and open my desk showing a multiple amount of biscuits, sweets and chocolate because I have a massive sweet tooth of my own like he does as well.

"Are we even allowed to do this?" Odd asks.

"Don't know. Let's find out. I'm rebellious, remember?"

"I'll get a paintbrush then." Odd agrees.

We spend so many hours painting the room but Odd has more of an artist's touch than me who just slaps paint all over the walls. I turn on my radio letting the music surround the room. We sort of paint along to the music and the time seems to fly. I don't think I've ever had so much fun painting a room but I've never really done it before.

I decided on a golden brown paint because when the sun sets, the room looks like it is on fire. It's an amazing sight to witness. I got the idea from Bridge to Terabithia. Most ideas I have come from movies, characters and books. I do have my own original ideas or 'characters' as Callum would call it but they're normally acted out.

"Wow, that was great." I gasp observing the room.

"I don't think I've ever had that much fun painting." Odd mentions.

"Surprising considering your artistic touch on things. Still, at least you didn't ask about my visitor earlier."

"If we've been on your case, it's because we're looking out for you. So on the others behalf, sorry. They may be whizzes in their own respect but sometimes we can be..."

"Overbearing!"

"But we care and you know that. Give us a break."

Odd's right in that respect and it's not too often I think that. I let out a deep sigh thinking that I should admit to one thing if anything else.

"His name is Callum. He knows nearly everything about me and Lyoko. He's a good friend of mine but I'll leave it there." I explain.

I hear Lego House by Ed Sheeran on my radio and a smile lights up my face. I love this song. It's one of my favourites and I don't normally have favourite songs but this is one that stays in my head.

"It's my favourite song." I tell him.

"I thought you were a Linkin Park person considering the rebel you are." Odd responds.

Yeah, I should have seen that one coming. I laugh a little. I don't know why he makes me laugh so much but it's not very often that I laugh because I'm used to being so serious. He reminds me sometimes that I'm still a teenager which you can forget with things like fighting on Lyoko and saving the world from Xana.

"Funny but admittely I'm like a moth to a flame when it comes to guitarists. Music I like is something I relate to not just mindless party hits. No offense, Odd."

"And on that slightly offensive note, I'll head back to my room."

"Thanks for this by the way. Tell Ulrich I'm sorry for what I said earlier, it was out of line."

"Sure and don't mention it."