6Disclaimer: I do not own Emblem3, or any other person, thing, and place mentioned. And also, I do not own the City of Townsville. It belongs to Craig McCracken. :)
A/N: Alright. So this side story is going to be in Nichelle's (my OC's) point of view, and this chapter starts off when her and Seth arrive in California.
Although, this story is going to be labeled for the PPGs, it is mainly about Nichelle and her adventures, but you will see the PPGs every now and then with my other OC, Seth.
So, with that said, on with the story.
Seth and I were on our way to our new home in California. There was a house for sale in this city called Townsville. It was a nice house, big enough for two or three people to live in. Once we got there, we started to unpack our belongings until Seth decided that he wanted to take a walk around the city. Ugh. I should've known he would leave me to do all the work. Typical brother. Sigh. Oh, well. Guess I better finish by myself. I used my telepathic powers to put everything in place, 'cause as you know, doing everything by hand by yourself takes forever. But anyway, once I was finished, I used Seth's absence to my advantage and left to go see what the other cities were like here in California. I wrote a note to Seth, telling him that I was going to be gone, and to call if he needed anything. I set the note on the coffee table, grabbed my keys, and went outside. I was about to walk to my car when I realized that I didn't have one yet. So, I used my telepathic powers to create a car of my own. I'm not going to get into details on how I made it, but when I finished, it turned out to be a dark purple Maserati Convertible with lavender and periwinkle flames on each side. I hopped in and began to drive to the one place Cali is famous for.
Los Angeles.
Oh. I never introduced myself. My name is Nichelle Hatcher. But my alias is Pretty Young Thang, or PYT for short. I'm 5'7", which I learned was tall for a woman. I am 22 years old, but in reality, I'm actually 500 years old in Earth years, which translates to 1000 years in Kinesisan. That's what my race is; my people lived on another planet called Kinesis that was similar to Earth, but was destroyed. I'm the only survivor, but I'm not an alien. I'm also African American since that's what I was labeled as when I came to Earth. Everyone on my planet was dark-skinned, so I can see why I was called African American, or black as they sometimes called it. But my age? No, I'm not a vampire, or any other supernatural, if you were wondering. I was just born a human, but with special type of powers that caused me to stop aging at 22. Cool, huh? What are my powers, you may ask? Well, there's telepathy, as you saw earlier when I made my awesome new car, and materialization that I can use to materialize a bow that shoots purple-flamed arrows that can disintegrate anyone or anything it hits. And my last power, well, it's not really a power, it a technique that I learned from the moment I could start walking. My parents said it was martial arts, but with a certain twist. It's too hard to explain right now, so whenever I get into any trouble, is when I would use it.
So, that's all to know about me. For now, that is.
So, anyway, I was driving down the highway, with the top down, on my way to LA. I had my Emblem3 CD blaring loud since I was the only one on the road at eleven in the morning. Weird, I know.
I was 30 minutes away from my destination, when I saw a car on the side of the road, and a man trying (and failing) to fix a flat tire. I couldn't help but feel bad for him, so I pulled up in front of his car and stepped out to help him.
"Uh. I don't think you're doing that right," I told him with a slight smile on my face.
He looked up at me startled, and I was taken aback by how handsome he looked.
He had light chestnut, brown hair that was hidden underneath his baseball cap, hazel colored eyes that turned golden-brown when in the sun's light, a cute little nose that crinkled when he smiled at me. Oh, his smile; it was the most gorgeous smile I had ever seen.
Oh, but what really got me was when he stood up to his full height of about 6'2" from his crouched position, and all I saw was muscle. And when I said he had muscle, I mean you could see his 8-pack (Yes, I counted. It's 8.) poking out from his t-shirt. And his arms, they seemed to be ripping right through the fabric of his shirt.
I tried so hard not to drool at the sight of him, so I brought my eyes back up to his and saw that he had a smirk on his face.
I blushed slightly at being caught, then composed myself, and spoke again. "I'm sorry to have startled you, but I was wondering if you needed help with your tire, since it seemed like you had no idea what you were doing," I told him with a small smile.
His smirk dropped as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeah, uh, if it's not too much trouble."
Oh. My. Gosh. His voice. So sexy, husky, and smooth. It's like chocolate melting in a boiling pot of water. I could listen to it for days. "It's no trouble at all. Shouldn't take but a few minutes." He smiled gratefully at me, and I slowly melted on the inside.
I walked towards his car to see what he tried to accomplish so far, and noticed that he was using the wrong tool to take off the tire.
"Well, no wonder the tire wouldn't come off. You're using the wrong wrench to take the screws out." I looked up at him with a slight smirk on my face. He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and had a pink tint painting his cheeks.
I decided to put him out of his misery and grabbed the right tools out of the trunk of my car and got to work on his tire. We talked as I was busy fixing his car. I learned that his name was Wes, and that he was the same age as me. He's also in a band, but he wouldn't tell me what the name of it was. I didn't tell him about my powers and what not because I was afraid that he would be scared of me and turn me away. So, I just told him my name. After a while, he started singing a few chords from one of his songs, and I had to admit that he had the most beautiful singing voice for a male. It was a little raspy, and I could tell that he was born and raised in California because of his accent. Although, he does sound familiar. I know his voice from somewhere, but I can't pinpoint where. Hm. Oh, well.
After a few minutes, I was finished, and now he can drive safely to wherever he was headed.
"I really appreciate the help. Thank you so much." Wes smiled gratefully at me.
I blushed shyly at his smile and smiled back. "Ah. It's nothing special. Helping people is what I do best."
"Let me pay you back. It's the least I can do."
"Oh, no. It's alri-" I was cut off by him shaking his head.
"I insist. I have the perfect idea. How would you like to come to a concert tonight at 8 at the Walt Disney Concert Hall in Los Angeles? My band will be playing there, as well. Please say you'll accept." I was about to say no until I saw the pleading look on his face. I mean, I know I just met the guy, but I couldn't decline, not after he had offered. And my curiosity of his band name was getting the best of me, so I nodded my head yes.
His face lit up like a Christmas tree, and his smile grew even wider. "Really? Awesome!" He realized his outburst and coughed awkwardly. "That's cool." Wes opened his mouth to say something else, but he looked nervous about it.
I cocked my head to the side and grinned softly at his nervous stature. "You know, if you want to ask me something, there's no need to be shy about it."
He smiled back shyly, and scratched the back of his head again. "W-well, I was wondering if you would like for me to pick you up tonight for the concert, you know, if you want?"
He caught me off guard with his question. "Uh. I just moved to California today, and I still don't know my way around yet." His face dropped when I told him, and I didn't want him to be sad because of me. "But I was actually on my way to LA, so we can hang out there until the concert starts."
Wes looked happy again at my suggestion, and nodded his head vigorously. "That'll be great. I can show you a lot of cool places that I know you would love. We can drive to my place and drop your car off there, so you won't get lost following me around."
"Alright. Lead the way, fellow road buddy," I joked.
We both got back into our cars, and I let him drive off first and then pulled off after him. It only took us a few minutes to get to his house. It was a nice, two story house with small trees in the front yard. I parked my car next to his in the driveway, got out, and hopped into his.
I buckled my seatbelt and leaned back against the leather seat as he backed out of the driveway. I just noticed what type of car he had. It was a silver 2013 Ferrari California. I didn't even realize it when I changed the tire.
"Nice car," I commented, with a look of realization on my face. Wes looked at me from the corner of his eye and started laughing his head off.
"What's so funny?"
"You," he answered as soon as he had calmed down.
"Me?" I asked confused.
"Yeah. How did you not realize what kind of car I had?" He looked over to me with a slight smirk on his face.
I blushed slightly and looked out the window sheepishly. "I was paying too much attention in trying to fix your car. Sorry."
"Don't worry about it. I was just messing with you."
I turned my head back to him and smiled nervously.
It was a comfortable silence after that, so we continued with our drive to the City of Angels.
After 20 minutes of silence, I was starting to become curious of where we were going first and spoke up. "So. Where are we going?" I asked curiously.
"Can't tell you yet. It's a surprise," Wes told me, a smile forming on his lips.
I stared dazedly at him. Gosh, I love that smile. I snapped out of my trance and blushed, hoping he didn't see me and put my head down. Wait, what am I saying? I can't like him like that. We just met not too long ago. I mean, he's cute and all, but it's too soon to be feeling...whatever it is I'm feeling right now. I broke from my train of thoughts to see that we had stopped in a parking deck.
"This is the surprise? A parking deck? Whoop-de-doo," I said jokingly with a playful frown. He looked at me with a grin and unbuckled his seatbelt to get out of the car. I took mine off as he came around to my door and opened it. "No, silly. Where I'm taking you, is someplace I know you will enjoy." Wes went to grab my hand, and when our hands touched, I felt a sudden shock go through my system, but I chose to ignore it as I held tightly onto his hand and decided to ponder on it later. I couldn't tell if Wes had felt the same shock as I did since his facial expression hadn't changed. He helped me out of the car and closed the door and set the alarm to lock it. We started walking out of the parking deck, and I noticed that my hand was still in his. I was about to pull my hand away when I felt him hold onto it tightly, and I looked up at him in shock. Wes was smiling softly down at me and pulled me closer to his side.
When we got out of the parking deck, I saw that we were at the Universal CityWalk. I was amazed by the all the shops and restaurants that were all around us. This is my first time going to a CityWalk. When I lived in France, I didn't have much time to actually enjoy being there since I had to take care of Seth, and I also moved around a lot before that.
I was very speechless, and it took Wes to snap his fingers in my face to break me from my trance.
"Are you okay? You sort of blanked out for a second." He had a concerned look on his face, like he was ready to call the hospital or something.
"No, I'm fine. I was just remembering something," I told him sheepishly.
He seemed to understand that I didn't want to talk about whatever it was that was bothering me, so he just grinned slightly and pulled me along to the first location: Stop & Play. I was amazed to see all the toys and games that this place had to offer. I felt like a little kid again by just being in here, and there were even novelties and such for people our age, as well.
Wes and I walked around, looking at different things to do, and then we began to play with whatever caught our eyes. We spent about two hours in there, and after that, we left to go shopping in Hot Topic, Magnet Max, and the Universal Studios Store. We spent another hour buying various things from each store, like key chains, hats, magnets(obviously), and other kinds of souvenirs.
We took all of our bags back to the car and went back to the CityWalk to eat at Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. I was glad we chose that place to eat at 'cause shrimp is my favorite food in the whole world. Apparently, shrimp was Wes' favorite as well. We went in and was quickly seated at a booth and then ordered our food. As we waited, we started to talk about numerous things. I found out that we have a lot in common, such as food, video games, movies/TV shows, books, etc. And there was also some things we didn't agree on, but that was okay, everybody has their differences. We continued our conversations when our food arrived. I found out more things about him, like how he has a younger brother and has lived in California all his life. I only told him that I moved here from France with Seth, and that I take martial arts.
After a while, we finished eating, and I was about to pay for my half of the bill when Wes offered to pay for the whole thing. I never had anybody offer to do anything for me before, so it shocked me that he had done that. I smiled in appreciation, as he paid for our meal, and then we left walking back to the car.
Once we got there, Wes opened up my car door for me, and closed it after I had gotten in. I smiled at him when he got in the driver's side, and then we drove off.
He drove us back to his house so that I could get my car. I drove back home with Wes following behind me. We got back to my house at around 7, so I parked my car in the garage, and got back into Wes' car.
We took off like lightning down the highway and made it to the concert with only a few minutes to spare.
He still hadn't told me what the name of his band was, so I'll have to wait and see when he performs. We parked next to the side of the building and walked inside to the back of the stage.
"Here, take this." Wes suddenly shoved something into my hands. I looked down to see that it was a backstage pass.
I looked back up to him with a confused expression. "Why did you give me this?" I asked him.
"So, you would be able to be on stage with me and my band." He smiled and put the pass around my neck. I blushed slightly at his touch and followed behind him backstage.
I stood next to the curtains, as Wes went up to the mic at the front of the stage that had two other guys standing with mics in their hands. I peeked my head around the curtains and saw that the hall was packed full of teenage girls waiting for Wes to perform. I quickly went back behind the curtain when I heard Wes beginning to speak.
"Hello, LA! How are y'all doing tonight?" The girls all yelled out their responses. "Awesome! Well, as you all know, I'm Wesley Stromberg, to the right is my little brother Keaton, and on the other side is our good friend, Drew Chadwick! And we are, Emblem3!" And then, they began to sing.
I was shocked. This whole time I had been hanging out with Wesley Stromberg?! Does he not realize how famous he and his friends are? And out of all people, he chose me, ME, to hang out with. Oh, man. I feel so stupid for not realizing. He's my favorite singer, and I didn't even recognize him. I should've known it was him when we met, and when he sung one of his songs. I just hope he's not offended about me not realizing who he was from the start.
I was pulled from my thoughts when I realized that they were singing Girl Next Door. That's one of my favorite songs by them. I looked towards Wes, or Wesley, to see that he was already looking at me with a huge smile on his face. I was surprised to see that he was basically singing to me. I couldn't break away from his soft gaze and blushed slightly. He gave me a discreet wink and turned his attention back to the crowd of screaming girls. I had a gentle smile on my face as I continued to watch him sing.
Now that I know who Wes is, I can't be mad at him for not telling me. He has his reasons just like how I have mine about my powers and real age.
The guys had sung the rest of the songs from their first album and a few from their second, with a couple intermissions, and by the time the concert was over, it was a little after midnight. I was about to call Wesley's name when I saw that he was surrounded by a bunch of fangirls. I didn't want to intrude, so I decided to wait by the door we came in through.
After waiting for about 30 minutes, Wes finally appeared with a playful smirk on his face. "So. What did you think?" he asked me.
"I thought it was pretty cool. I didn't realize how good you could sing, Mr. Stromberg," I told him with a mischievous smile.
He looked at me with a sheepish smile and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, about that. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you who I was in the beginning. It's just that-"
I stopped him with a hand over his mouth. "You don't need to explain yourself. I understand why you did that." I removed my hand and sent him another smile. He returned the gesture and grabbed my hand as we walked to his car.
He opened the car door for me again, and waited 'til I was settled in to close it. He went around to his side of the car and got in. Then, he started the car, and off we were back to Townsville.
It was quiet on the way back, but it was a comfortable silence. I was looking out the window, watching everything pass by in a blur, when I felt Wesley had taken my hand in his. I looked at him in slight surprise, then looked down at our intertwined hands resting gently on the dashboard.
It was after one o'clock when we got back to my house. I didn't want to leave, but I had to make sure Seth was alright.
I went to pull my hand away, so that I could leave, but I felt Wes grip it tightly, signaling that he wanted to say something.
I looked at him, waiting for him to speak. He rubbed his thumb gently over my hand and looked straight into my eyes and said, "I know that we've only known each other for a few hours, but I would like it if we could continue to hang out." I saw the hopefulness in his eyes, and right then, I knew that that was what I wanted, as well. "Sure. I'd also like that." He smiled at my response and leaned over to kiss my cheek. "Goodnight, Nichelle." I smiled back and blushed. "Goodnight, Wesley."
After we said our goodnights, I stepped out of Wesley's car and walked to my front door. I turned around to see if he had left, but he was still in the driveway. I waved goodbye to him, and he flashed me another one of his gorgeous smiles, then pulled out of the driveway and drove back to his home. I smiled softly when he left and went to unlock the door only to find out that it was already unlocked. I knew that Seth had left the house when we first got here, but I would've hoped that he would remember to lock the door whenever he comes back home. I'll just have to remind him in the morning.
I went up to his room to make sure that he was in there, and not in some random place around the house. When I opened the door, I saw that Seth was already asleep, but there seemed to be another body next to his under the covers. And that body was that of a girl's. I quirked an eyebrow and shut his door, knowing that he would have to explain what went on in the morning.
I went to my room and changed into my night clothes. I turned off my light and got under the covers, and I was about to silence my phone when I saw that I had a text from Wesley. He must've taken my phone sometime during the day without my noticing and put his name in it.
I opened the text and it read:
Hey. Just wanted to say goodnight, and that I will see you tomorrow.
So, goodnight and sleep tight.
Wes :)
I smiled softly at the message and sent one back, then silenced my phone and went to sleep.
A/N: Well, here's the first chapter. I know that there wasn't a lot of talking between my OC and Wesley, but this is just the beginning. I will be posting new chapters to this story after certain scenes from Hero's Rewards. So, whenever I post those chapters is when this story will be updated.
So, 'til next time, my friends. Enjoy. :D
Don't forget to review. :)
Jazzy, out. ;D