When I grow up, what am I going to be? I’ve heard others
of my age say things like I want to be a movie star, a technician, singer, fire
man, or a doctor, but since I’m such an A student in every subject except P.E.
people say I should go be a scientist or a mathematician. None of that interests
me though. Its like I need to do something but I don’t know what it is yet. Just
then the clock rings. My name…is Blu, age 13, dark blue hair and eyes. I’m very
skinny, and I’ve been awake since 3:00 A.M. to the time my clock rang at 6:30
A.M., and now I go to school all ready, and dressed.
“Blu!” calls my only friend Drake. He’s very rich, doesn’t do that well at school, he has light brown hair with rather long bangs split, and greenish blue eyes. I usually help him with homework.
Drake came up to me ridding an electric scooter, and asked me, ”hey Blu, you want to take it for a little ride around the block before school starts?”
“Sure, um, where’d you get it?”
“Oh, uhh…my dad got it for me.”
So as I was ridding it around the block near the school I heard some sirens approaching me from behind. I pull over, and he gets out of his car and walks toward me, then starts to look at the scooter. He then looks at a picture in his hand, and then grabs my hand, and then grabs my hands and cuffs me. He tells me that I’m under arrest for stealing an electric scooter worth $1,000. “But I didn’t steal-“
“Save it for when we get down to the station. Now all I was thinking about is how well I was at choosing friends, and for what reason did Drake have to want to do that to me. Maybe he was just one of the snotty kind of rich kids and likes to get people in trouble just for the fun of it…”sigh.” I got in the back seat with the scooter.
They called my mom at work and told her, her son stole a $1,000 electric scooter. The second she heard that I could hear her shouting on the phone, even though I was a few feet away. I can remember the last time I got in trouble I got grounded for a week just for chewing gum before eating dinner. I am terrified to even think of what she’ll do to me for this crime I didn’t even commit! My mom is so strict, I think there’s something wrong with her, or maybe it has something to do with the beer bottles I find in her closet. After waiting awhile I see her stomping up, breathing hard. Now is she mad, or is she mad? My mom started yelling at me saying, “why did you go and steal that scooter?!”
“But Mom I did-“
“DON’T YOU LIE TO ME! Now you’re going to have to go to court, and we don’t have the money to get a lawyer!” Unlike that traitor Drake, we don’t have that much money, well at least since my dad left my mom. After a few weeks my mom got a public defender because she wasn’t able to get a lawyer. At court I told them what had happened, but they proved me wrong by saying, “why would a rich boy steal a scooter when he had enough money to buy over 10 of them?
They were going to send me to juvenal hall but my mom didn’t think that would stop me from stealing in the future. So they decided to send me to this reform camp up in the mountains. After being there for awhile you get sore and tired, and feel like you want to die. Especially for me since I’m nothing but skin and bones, and because we have to go through these obstacle courses through trails in the mountain. Well one day I got left behind and I guess went in the wrong direction. I started to panic, what should I do, where Well, I decided not to shout or I might get an animal to come and eat me. So I stand there waiting, hoping someone might notice me gone but nothing. Then I hear something rustle up in the trees, and than there’s a thud, like someone jumped from a high place and landed hard.
I stare at the place the sound came from, and then turn around, to see a girl standing in front of me. She had dark brown hair, dark brown eyes with a bit of green, a giant origami paper fox hat I guess, and some worn out clothes repaired with animal skins.
“Hello, you lost or run away?” in a happy hyper voice.
“Um, lost.”
“Oh, you look tired. Would you like to take a break?”
“But where did you come from, and who are you!?”
“I’m Kyoko, that came from that evil wicked torture place, and run-a-way in mountain’s forest, to never be found. You don’t look like you’re in shape to be doing this stuff, stick man!”
“You ran away?”
“Yes, so now I free, do what I want, and fend for self.”
Maybe she’s been here too long, because her grammar is a bit off and did she really skin some animals to get their fur? Oh, it seems she has two small daggers beside her hips. I shutter at the thought of it. She takes to her home, which is a small tree house she built, and no wonder they couldn’t find her when she ran away, its very well hidden in the trees. I asked Kyoko if I should ever come out of hiding and see my mom again and she said, “don’t worry, you see her again. After a long journey that I believe you so need.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well look at yourself, you’re weak and skinny, you have a low self steam from what I know of you so far, you just about wet you’re self when you first saw me, and you got to be more than just book smart.”
Wow I believe that was the first whole sentence she said without broken English, and I guess she did have a point. I guess I am kind of weakling, and I never really stand up for myself, and I still sleep with a nightlight at night, but what does she mean by, you have to be more than book smart. The sun starts to set, and I fall asleep from exhaustion in the tree house.
The next morning I wake up, and find a deer skin spread over me. “Kyoko, where are you?!” I call.
“Climb down!” Why do I have to be afraid of heights, and why did she have to build her home in a tree? A very tall tree. So I start to climb down very carefully and slowly.
“Go ahead and take your time, we eat breakfast for lunch.” I’m about 4 feet from the ground when I see her running up from behind me. The next thing I know she tugs the back of my shirt just enough to where I lost my grip of the tree and land on my bottom!
“Why do you fear getting bruises. The more pain you have, the more pain you able to endure.”
“But wwhhhhyy?” I whined.
“Eat.” she commanded, as she passed me a flat stone with what looked like some meat on it.
“Um, what is this?” I asked.
“Venison.”
“What’s that?”
“What was on you this morning?”
“A deer skin…so you where able to take down a deer and gut it and…” I never finished that sentence and I did have a problem eating breakfast that morning. After we ate she started to pack some stuff of hers in a, well another animal skin which is in the shape of a bag. She tells me to follow her, and I ask her where we are going?
“On that journey you need to take.” She replied.
“Why do I need to go on a journey?”
“To build what you so lack.” Its like she speaks a different language, and I don’t even know where this journey is to. After awhile walking I notice the ground getting more flat, then we come out to this clearing of lush grass. I look farther on ahead and see what looks like a little garden of fruits and herbs, and wooded cabin. Well at least I get to eat something sweet now and that doesn’t have to be killed.
“Hey, Kyoko who lives there?” I asked.
“My good friend Ryuku.” As we got down to the cabin, Kyoko knocked on the door but no answer. As Kyoko was trying to see if he was home, I started looking around the garden and saw someone moving in the thick garden of fruits and herbs. Then I guess he saw me, so he stood up and looked at me like I was being a bad boy.
“Hey, don’t you come hear and try to steal my herbs!” he shot at me. Kyoko turns and looks a him and says, “There you are Ryuku. Don’t worry about him, he no thief.”
“Oh, sorry about that its just there’s a lot of other farmers that try to steal or sabotage my plants.”
“Why, are they that tasty and well grown? I asked.
“Yep. There’ no one that grows’em better than I.” He’s a tall guy with electric blonde hair, bright green eyes, wearing a red bandana that was a little shredded around his neck, and a black cape that covered him up. He seemed to have a very cool and calm attitude.
“So what’s your name kid?” he asked as he started to stretch.
“Blu.”
“Ha! That’s your color, and it suits you.” Every body finds that funny, about my hair and eye color with my name. Hmph, yeah very funny.
He then invites us in, and then Kyoko starts to tell Ryuku about me and that I need help.
“Another one?” Ryuku asked still discussing about me with Kyoko.
“Yeah, I can tell he has a lots of troubles and sadness in his life.”
“Well I bet Master Finius will be ready for another to teach.”
I have no clue what the heck they’re talking about, but who is this Master Finius and what’s he supposed to teach me about? Gah, what did I ever do to get into this mess?
“Hey, Blu ya wanna try some of Ryuku’s great fruit?”
“So were going to eat fruit for lunch?”
“Yeah, what’s wrong with that?”
“I’ve just never had fruit for lunch before.” That fruit was the bomb. It was so good Ryuku said,” Hey, don’t eat so much I need some to sell for my customers!” Kyoko laughed at us. You know through out my whole life I never thought that I’d meet such kind people and be able to have so much happiness for once. The next day we went to go meet Finius.
“Where are we supposed to meet this guy?” I asked.
“We’re not sure of the place exactly.” Replied Ryuku.
“Then how do you know how to find him?”
“We just know.” My heads hurting with confusion!
“I have a headache!” I wined.
“He he, don’t worry, I smell Irish cream. This way!” Kyoko declared.
“Once in awhile Master Finius will buy a bottle of Irish cream or Mead.” Explained Ryuku. It starts to get dark, then Ryuku tells us to stop and get quiet. He stands their very still and looks around and listens. In the distance Ryuku looks at a small figure, then takes awhile looking at it, then says, “Master Finius! Over hear!” He gets his attention and Kyoko and Ryuku introduce me.
There’s going to be too much for me to write so I will finish this one, unlike the Halloween story that I didn’t care for. After I’m done writing the whole thing I’ll try and make a comic of it over the summer, so it might be able to get published. I just wanted to say this so you wouldn’t get confused and ask what happens next. ^_^