A/N: Hope some of you are still on board, and yes this is going to be one of those OC stories in which they are the center of attention since well this revolves around him as the main character. If you still wish to continue thanks for reading if not I understand I feel the same way about some OC stories sometimes. Here is Chapter two, I will post a few Chapters every few days since I have alot of content already written but I will pace myself since I have not finished the ending yet but it will be very long.
-To Love a Blue Ranger
written by: Alkelie
Disclaimer: I do not own Mighty Morphin Power Rangers or any other content from the Ranger series used in this story. I also do not own the music that will be used Later in the story. They belong to the rightful owners of the content.
Chapter Two: Bad Company
The next morning Arc woke up frustrated... It was soo freaking hot... And then he looked around seeing his clothes folded in the corner remembering his dresser broke making him more agitated. "God my life blows.." He said to himself as he got up to take a shower before he went to get some last minute things ready since the following day he started his miserable life at Angel Grove High.
"Hurry up in there!" He heard his brother banging on the door.
"Almost done you tone-deph douche!" Arc yelled as he turned off the water and started driyg himself being careful with his new bandages he had managed to keep dry in there.
It was 8 am now and Arc found himself in the garage pulling out his equipment when it hit him that he had no wood to work with and he didnt know the area at all... He knew what he had to do but didnt like it one bit.
After 2 failed attemps he finaly knocked on the Cranston house. An older man answered the door.
"yes?" He asked.
"Im looking for Billy... he helped us move in yesterday" Arc said to the man.
"Oh yes well hes upstairs but im afraid hes got plans to go out with some friends soon." Said the man stepping asside to let Arc in.
Arc made his way up the stairs and opened the room door without even bothering to knock.
"Hey! Privacy please " Billy yelled as he was just finishing getting dressed.
"Shut it... Im new here and i need you to take me to a hardware store" Arc said firmly.
"Well hello its nice to see you too... Im sorry but my friends are going to be here any minute now maybe tomorrow." Billy said as he finished getting dressed.
"Yea well i had planned to spend the day relaxing but now i find myself in need of wood for a new dresser... Or was all that nice hospitality only for my first day here?" Arc said mockingly.
"Fine... Let me think of something" Billy said annoyed as he walked out the room and out the house with Arc on tow.
"Hey Billy!" They heard someone yell and turned to see a group of teens in a convertible. They all had different color shirt and nationalities.
"Thats Jason and the guys... Ill have him take you along and drop you off at the store." Billy said as he started for the group but a painfully grasp on his arm stopped him.
"No... Just you and me... Im not getting in no car with your pals." Arc said in a menacing voice.
"But..." Billy started to, protest but Arc started dragging him away.
"we'll take my moms truck..." Arc said dragging Billy to his house.
"Billy! You okay?" Jason yelled ready to jump out if the car.
"Im cool Jason, change of plans you guys go ahead ill see you tomorrow at school!" Billy, yelled as he allowed himself to be dragged. Arc looked back and saw the look Jason was giving him and glared right back, and Billy swore for one second he heard Arc growl.
"Are you really going to remake it in one day?" Billy asked as he helped Arc tied the wood to the back of the truck.
"just the basic... Im no good at sculpting... That's Clive's talent... There all done... Want me to take you to your friends?" Arc said to Billy, he still got frustrated around him but he was trying to not be a total ass to his neightbor, he had to find out what about him made him soo mad.
"Actually im curious about how to make furniture... Maybe i could watch" Billy said and Arc gave him a look that Billy found wierd like he knew something.
"I guess thats fine... But dont think im letting you near the round saw" Arc told him as the two sat down and Arc drove them home.
Arc was setting up everything in the garage of the house marking his wood measurements while Billy waited in the corner.
"Are you getting involved or not?" Arc asked in his usual annoyed tone.
Billy was a bit uneasy around the other teen but he figured one more friend might be good. "Oh sure" Billy says nervously coming up to Arc as he was about to start working.
"Not like that... Your going to ruin your shirt, take it off." Arc told the blounde who turned bright red at the request, Arc proceeded to take off his own shirt.
"No... Its fine i dont mind" Billy protested but Arc went into the house and came out with a gray tank top and tossed it at the blounde.
"Thats a nice shirt take it off and put on my tank top" Arc ordered as he started up the saw.
Billy quickly changed into the tank top hoping not to be seen by the well sculpted teenager in the garage.
"You know you fill up that shirt nicely for an annoying nerd." Arc said not looking up as he sawed the wood into pieces.
Billy turned two shades of red and,tried to hide the fact he was liking the new boy more and more. Then the strangest thing happened Arc looked up and started scanning around the room scenting the air heavily then his eyes darted on Billy with a look of realization then annoyence.
"why dont you start sanding down those pieces i already cut" Arc said getting back to work.
"Okay..." Billy said as he started doing his best but Arc could tell the blounde had no idea what he was doing. After 5 frustrating minutes of watching Billy he couldnt take it anymore.
"here let me show you." Arc said then he went over to Billy and forcefully grabbed on to his hands while standing behind him. " I swear you're useless... Here dont be soo soft , your trying to make it smooth... Like this" Arc told him as he moved Billy's hands in synch with his own.
Billy was feeling all kinds of embarrased and strange and he was getting the impression the brunette knew.