She knelt down beneath her favorite tree. It was grey in color and had no leaves.
Why did she like it so much?
She was alsmost the same as it. No one liked it, no one liked her either. She even carved out the Hyperforce's and her name in a heart on it's trunk. She smiled at it.
Then she realized something.
Uh oh..
Her notebook wasn't with her.
Oh, no...it must've fallen down somewhere...I hope the Hyperforce dosen't find out...
She immidietly started searching for it.
Meanwhile,
"Hey, what's this?" Said Chiro, picking up a rough notebook. It had handmade paper as the cover and white pages with no lines.
"Maybe someone lost it." Said Sprx.
They opened it and saw the drawings.
"Cool."
At the last page,
Autographs of the Hyperforce
Antauri:
Sprx:
Gibson:
Nova:
Otto:
Chiro:
And at last, all of the names and the heading was cut out. Then it read,
Sorry, me. They won't give me the autographs. I'm too different.
Chiro and Sprx exchanged glaces.
"This couldn't be one of the fangirls we met.." Said Chiro.
"Yeah, you're right, kid." Said Sprx. Then he remembered that girl he met, and he explained everything, including that she hid something behind her back.
"Could it be her?"
"Maybe...I'm not sure."
Meanwhile, she was looking for it everywhere she went. Then she noticed Sprx and Chiro, and her book in their hands.
Her hands went to her mouth and she ducked behind some bushes.
Oh, no...they probably must've read everything by now...should I get it back?
So, she made up her mind and walked up to them.
"Um...hi...th-that's mine..."
"You dropped it?" Asked Chiro.
"Y-yeah..."
"Ok. Here."
"Th-thanks..."
She started to walk away when Chiro asked, "Hey, wait, what do you mean by I'm too different?"
"So they read it...N-nothing..."
"It's gotta mean SOMETHING." Said Sprx.
"...B-but I AM different...I don't have fancy and huge houses like the others...I don't have fancy clothes...I don't go to huge hi-tech schools...I don't have a meal every 4 hours..I don't have friends at all..I live on the streets, or some abandoned building if I'm lucky...I wear the same clothes over and over again...I don't know how to write properly...I have food once every week, twice if I'm lucky...I don't have any friends exept a tree and a ball...and I don't matter..Shuggazoom would be destroyed if you weren't there...but nothing at all would change if I wasn't there...so I'm different from everyone..."
She was shocked to see that they weren't making fun of her.
"Aren't-aren't you going to laugh at me? Or tease me?"
"Why?"
"C-cause I'm different..."
"You're not totally different, kid. You're still a human. And you have your rights."
"What are rights?"
"It measn that you SHOULD have friends, you SHOULD have meals every 4 hours, you SHOULD go to school, you SHOULD have pretty clothes, and you SHOULD have a home."
"I SHOULD dosen't mean I CAN..."
"Of cource you can, kid! What's the big deal? Come with us, then!"
"Go with them? Where?"
"The Super Robot."
"I get to go inside the Super Robot? Wh-what if...they don't like me?"
"They WILL."
"Really?"
Chiro nodded.
"Ok...Am I capable enough? Should I ask them that?"
So, she was taken to the super robot, and introduced to everyone. The Hyperforce discovered that she wasn't one of the show-and-tell girls. She never spoke unless she was asked to.