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This is a power Rangers Fan Fic. I don't own any of the power rangers characters Disney does.
Summary
Tracy Burlew is the new girl from Michigan. She accidentally finds a pink dino gem on the way to her first day Reefside High. How will this affect her new life in Reefside, CA?
Chapter 1: Welcome To Reefside
Tracy Burlew is the new girl from Michigan. She accidentally finds a pink dino gem on the way to her first day Reefside High. How will this affect her new life in Reefside, CA?
Chapter 1: Welcome To Reefside
Normal POV
Tracy Burlew is a seventeen old girl around 5'3'' with long Blondie hair and blue eye. She is wearing a t-shirt that says "I'm sorry if I fall asleep in class today sir/ma'am. It's not that what your teaching isn't important I'm just fighting jet lag." and a pair of blue jeans with a butterfly sequined on the upper part of the right leg. She was standing with her mother Christi in the driveway outside their new house by the ocean and talking about how much she wants to go back home to Michigan. Christi is a management analyst in her 60s. She is slightly above average height, with very long, straight, white-blonde hair, and dark blue eyes. Her husband Benjamin is a truck driver in his mid-50s. He is tall, has long, pale red hair, and pale green eyes. He left for work a few hours earlier.
"Mom, did we have to move?" She asks.
"Yes, sweetie you know how tough things were getting back in Michigan," Christi answers.
"But couldn't we have waited to move until I graduated." she adds
"I know you miss your friends back home, but things will get better don't you worry," Christi says reassuringly.
"Can't I stay home and help you unpack?" She asks.
"Nice try honey. I called Reefside High, and they are expecting their new student today. Plus the counselor received your transcripts as well." Christi says.
"Okay, fine, you win. Can I borrow your car?" she asks politely.
"Sorry, but I need it," Christi informs her.
"Great I have my driver's license, but I still have to take the school bus - nice." she whispers under her breath.
"You'd better get going you don't want to miss it now would you?" Christi asks.
"Yes," Tracy answers quickly.
Christi gives her daughter the evil look. Tracy tells her mom that she is going. Christi hands her daughter her Michigan State book bag and her lunch. Tracy slowly walks down the driveway and makes a left turn to walk down the street to the bus stop. About five minutes later she reaches the designated area. She notices a strange pink rock sitting next to the stop sign. Tracy reaches down and picks it up.
"Well, this is a pretty strange-looking rock. I wonder what it's doing here." She says.
She hears the bus start to pull up. So she puts the rock in her pocket. The bus' break squeaks as it comes to a complete stop and the doors swing open. She sees the bus driver Michelle Garcia. She is very tall and slender with strong features, long, straight, black hair, and dark brown eyes
"Hi, there I'm Michelle. Climb aboard the Reefside express." Michelle says.
She climbs the steps and enters the bus. She watches the doors slowly close behind her. She sits down in an empty seat and sets her bag down beside her. She stared out the window and watched as the sign marking the bus stop got smaller and smaller as the bus drives away.
"Man, I hate feeling like a freshman again." she says with a frown on her face.
Then a girl about five feet five comes over to her. She is very tall and lean with bold features, very short, straight, strawberry blonde hair, and blue eyes. Tracy moves her bag, and the girl sits down next to her.
"Hi, I'm Amber Torres, what's your name?" She asks.
"Tracy, it's nice to meet you." she says.
"You can come over and sit with me and my friends of you want." Amber offers.
"No thanks Amber I don't want to intrude or anything." she says.
"Hey Amber, why don't you invite your new friend over." says a male voice.
They look over to where the sound was coming from. Tracy sees a boy with baby blue eyes and curly baby blonde hair to match. His skin is white.
"Hey Amber, who's that?" she asks Amber.
"Oh, that's Mike Andrews. He's cute, right?" Amber says
Tracy says that Mike is kind of cute. She is trying not to blush. Amber can tell that she is crushing on him really bad, "Do you want to go over and say hi to him?" Amber says sweetly. Tracy shakes off the goofy smile from her face.
"No thanks Amber, I'm fine." she says a few seconds later.
"Well I guess, I'm just going to have to go back over there and tell him that you like him," Amber says with a cheeky smile on her face.
"No, you can't do that." she says frantically.
"I guess I'll have to invite him over," Amber says.
"Okay, Amber you win. I'll go over there," she says.
They walk over to where Mike and her other friends are. Mike moves over so Tracy can sit by the window.
"Hi I'm Mike, and what would your name be beautiful?" Mike says smoothly.
"Do you call all the girls beautiful?" she asks him.
"Just the beautiful ones like you. So, what is your name?" he says.
"Tracy," she says trying so hard not to act stupid.
"Well, a pretty name for an even prettier girl." He says with a smile on his face.
Mike continues telling her how beautiful she looked the entire ride. Tracy tried to speak, but nothing came out. Amber sits down next to her best friend, Lilly Flores.
"Well, it looks like their hitting it off," Lilly says.
"Yeah, I know," Amber agrees.
"Who is the girl?" Lilly asks her best friend.
"Oh, that's the new girl, Tracy," Amber answers.
"Well, I guess you could say that her first day at Reefside is off to a good start," Lilly says giggling.
"You can say that again, Lilly," Amber says with a smile.
Ten minutes later, the sound of the bus's brake squeaking as it stop causes her and Mike to stop talking. They look out the window to see Reefside High. The main entrance looked like a Chapel with a bell tower. There was a small path of grass that had a soccer goal set up in it. The courtyard was a few feet away from that.
"We're here so what do you think?" Mike asks.
"Its okay I guess it's a little bigger than my old school back home," Tracy answers finally saying something for the first time since he asked her what's her name.
"Well guess that I'll show you around before class starts." he offers.
"You don't have to do that you know," Tracy says.
"I know, but I want too." he says still smiling.
"Okay, if you insist," Tracy says.
They get up from the seat, and Mike hands Tracy her things. She puts her book bag back on her back and carries her lunch in her left hand. They exit the bus.
"You came from Michigan." He says surprised.
"Yup," Tracy says quickly.
"Why?" He asks curiously.
"You'll find out soon enough if you have any of the same class with me. I bet the teacher will want me to tell the class about myself like they do with all the new kids." Tracy says.
"Can't wait, can I see you schedule for a second," He says.
"I guess so," Tracy says shyly.
She takes her book bag off and unzip the front pocket. Then takes out her schedule and handed it to Mike.
"Well, what do you know we have first period together." He says still smiling like an idiot.
"That's pretty lucky I guess," Tracy says trying not to blush.
Mike hands Tracy's schedule back to her, and she puts it back in her book bag. She puts it back on her back.
"Don't you think that we should head inside now?" He asks sweetly.
Tracy nod and Mike grabs a hold of her right hand to lead her inside. As soon as his hand touches hers she felt her heart skip a beat.
Would you just calm down it's only a boy? Tracy thinks.
After Mike finishes showing her around the school, we went to Tracy's locker.
"So that's the grand tour and Welcome again to Reefside High." He says.
"Are you always this funny?" Tracy says.
"Not all the time but that depends to you like funny." He says.
"I love funny," Tracy says.
That moment many thoughts were running wild Tracy's brain keeps telling me to stop filtering with him and ask him out already. Another thought rang in my head why are California guys some much cuter than Michigan guys.
"Okay, Tracy well I guess I'll see you in class." he says.
"Yeah I'll see you in class," Tracy says.
Mike turn around and starts to walk away. Tracy waits till he turned the corner before she puts my things away in her locker and accidentally slam her finger in the door.
Oh, man, that's smarts I'm glad that Mike didn't see that. Tracy thinks.
Then four students and a science teacher walked up. One of the boys was carrying a small rubber soccer ball, another boy was carrying a lab top, and the thirds boy was carrying a sketch pad, and the girl had an acoustic guitar on her back.
"Smooth move newbie," the boy with the rubber soccer ball says.
"Conner! I'm sorry he never thinks before he speaks. Hi, I'm Kira. You've already met Conner. That's Ethan and Trent, last but not lease that's Doctor Oliver he's our Science teacher. You're Tracy, right?" the girl with the acoustic guitar on her back says.
"It's nice to meet everyone, and It's okay Kira I'll get used to being a newbie or hey you until I get accustomed to this place but how did you know my name," Tracy says.
I saw you talking with Mike." Kira says.
"Yeah, he was showing me around. I was wondering if Mike just kidding. Does he have science class with me first period?" Tracy asks.
"That depends on what is room number?" Dr. Oliver asks.
"I think it's Room 102," Tracy answers.
"That would be my classroom and according to my attendance sheet he doses." He says confidently.
"Great," Tracy says in a sarcastic tone.
"Now she has more chances to look stupid in front of Mike," Conner says with a devious smile.
"Conner!" Tracy yells back at him.
"Hey I just saying and it's pretty obvious that he like you." he says smiling.
"Really? There is no way a guy as nice as Mike would ever want to go out with someone like me." Tracy says modestly.
"Come on guys, we need to get going," Dr. Oliver says.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want the teacher to give himself a tardy slip now would we," Tracy says jokingly.
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