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Chapter One---

"Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me. Said, 'it's gonna be a good one, wait and see!' Jumped out of bed, and I ran outside, feeling so extrotic satisfied! It's the best day ever... it's the best day ever... I'm so busy got nothin' to do!

"Spent the last two hours just tying my shoe! Every flower, every grain of sand, its reachin' out to shake my hand! It's the best day ever... its the best day ever... sometimes the little things, start closin' in on me! When I'm feeling down, I wanna loose that frown, I stick my head through the window and I look around! Oh the clouds don't scare me, they can't disguise. There's magic happening right before my eyes!

Soon Mr. Moon will be shining bright, so the best day ever can last all night. Yes the best day ever’s gonna last all night! It's the best day ever... it's the best day ever... It's the best day ever..." the seven-year-old Indigo Takenouchi sang as she skipped down the dirt road holding a basket. Her light brown hair was tied behind her head in a pony tail, and it was bouncing around in no particular pattern. Of course with her being "one of the boys", her jean overalls were covered in dirt, and your elbow-touched yellow shirt matched perfectly with the colors, especially her white shoes with patches of brown on them.

“Hey, Indigo! You shouldn’t be walking around here by yourself, you could get hurt or in trouble! I’ll walk with you, are you going to the lake,” asked a tall boy around the age of thirteen
. He peeked into the basket, his spiky, messy bangs hanging over his purple eyes, “what’s in the basket, weird one,” he asked with a cute smile, his hands in his light tan short pockets.

Indigo giggled, showing the basket to him. “You were looking, and there’s nothing in here! I am starting a coll-ect-si-on. Your silly, Joe! So your coming to the lake too? I hope my fishing pole is still there, you can help me,” she exclaimed, swinging the basket near him.

Joe was like an older brother to Indigo. She was the oldest of her family, and she always wanted an older sibling, and Joe was always there for her. He was the type that Indigo didn’t have to change herself to be liked, she could just, be herself. Joe picked Indigo up, giving her a piggy back ride. “So, Joe, whatchya’ doin’ this Saturday? Anything interesting or fun? If not, we could hang out and watch the stars! I heard that Mars is going to be visible then! Maybe aliens will come,” Indigo exclaimed, a bright smile on her face, hoping Joe’s schedule was clear.

“Aw, I’m sorry, Indigo,” Joe said, holding on to her shoes as he walked to the docks of the river. “I’m going to this ball place thing. I think your parents are going-”

Indigo stopped him. “Can I come?”

“I’m sorry, Indigo. But you need to be at least thirteen I think.”

“I can fake my age! Daddy can use alchemy and make me look thirteen!”

“That may not work…”

“You don’t want me to go, do you?”

“Indigo, its not that,” Joe sighed, “it isn’t anything bad, so don’t worry. Its just a formal sort of deal thing, and they want mature people there. And kids your age don’t act so that’s the reason why. But maybe if you ask your parents nicely, they may let you go. But no playing dirty,” Joe said with a smile, allowing Indigo to have her smile return to her. “And if so, I’ll save a dance, just for you! My girlfriend will understand, she knows you’re my friend! So don’t worry,” he said, a small laugh letting out.

Indigo had a blank expression on her face, her left and right cheek exchanging twitches. She bent over, now in front of Joe’s face. “WHAT GIRLFRIEND!? WHAT GIRLFRIEND ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND? WHERE THE HECK DOES SHE LIVE? TELL ME! WHATS HER NAME? YOU LIED AND SAID YOU DIDN’T HAVE ONE! WHAT DID YOU THINK? THAT I HAD A CRUSH ON YOU? EWWW, THAT’S JUST SICKENING! BOYS HAVE COOTIES AND I’M NOT ALLOWED TO GET SICK! GETTING SICK IS BAD FOR YOU! ARE YOU SORRY YET? AND ALL THIS TIME, I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOMETHING BAD!” Indigo’s mint scented (from her over dose of mints) breath was inhaled accidentally from Joe’s nose. Her face was red from screaming, and from running out of wetness of her mouth, she was starting to spit. Sadly, Joe wasn’t carrying any drinks right now, neither did he have a play shirt on to wipe the saliva out. Indigo’s eyes were wide of the sudden news, and her outbreak of yelling, and parts of her hair were out of place.

Joe blinked, picking up Indigo upside-down, he placed her on her feet on the ground. “I never told you? I thought I did. Oh well. Now, Indigo, I’m going to give you a mini-lecture, so listen to me, okay? What you just did, yelling in my face, was very rude, also what you were saying was very rude. If you yell to the wrong person, you may get in trouble, or hurt, and we don’t want that happening to you. If you keep yelling like that, you’ll get a headache, and you may not get any more friends. You are a really nice girl, and you shouldn’t act like a tough person. It isn’t you, and you should be yourself.” Joe ruffled Indigo’s hair, then held her hand and continued walking again.

Indigo apologized, and the two continued to walk to the lake. The sun slowly started to went down, and some cherry blossoms were slowly blowing away, and the noise of the creek started to become hearable. After walking through a shaded part of the forest, you could see a large, wooden dock over the blue lake full of fish and water lilies. The rainbow-painted skies, purple clouds, and the orange sun reflected its beauty in the water, letting the grouchiest of people to gaze at the site and smile. The only two people were Indigo and Joe, and that was alright. Nobody would scare the fish away because it was too cold to be swimming at the time, and most of the fish came out at night anyways. But across the lake on the other dock, you could see somebody loading into a boat. Maybe it was the owner of the fisherman shop, he liked fishing in this spot.

“I see you didn’t bring your Dad’s fishing gear. You do have some string in your pocket, right? That way we can make our own fishing poles.” Joe said, searching for two large sticks. As he searched, Indigo took out two large strings, and once he came back, indigo started to double knot the strings. One on each of the sticks.

“I say we should free them. They really don’t deserve to die. They may have a family. Besides, trout is pretty icky! And the good type of fish is gummy fish, and that’s the only fish I like,” Indigo said as she threw her bait-less string into the water. “Hey! Its not sinking!” She watched the white string float on the water.

Joe let out a small laugh, shaking his head slightly as he tied the string around the worm, but before he could tighten the knot, she took away the worm and let it crawl away. “You said to be myself, don’t kill innocent wormies! Okay? Use something shiny instead… like… um, I don’t know. I guess we’ll use worms and let them drown,” Indigo said sadly, digging up another worm and tried to tie it around, but couldn’t do it. “I can’t… it would make me feel bad. I’ll use my bracelet.” Indigo reached in her pocked and took out her bracelet, then placed it back. “The fish might choke. Lets just look at the water and the fishes…fish if we can see them. Is that alright?”

Joe’s hand ruffled Indigo’s hair, Indigo releasing a giggle. “Your so cute. We’ll do that instead, and leave the fishing to the butcher, though it will be more expensive. But, you or I don’t need to worry about that.” He sat on the dock, looking at the water. “Indigo, what do you want to be when you grow up? That may be a long time, but, anything you had in plan? I want to be a chef florist. Meaning, make foods with flower decorations or something. It sounds pretty cool. I’ll make lunch for us tomorrow, and you’ll see what I mean, alright?”

Indigo nodded, her happy smile still on her face, “that sounds delicious! Could I help you? I want to learn how to cook. And I’m positive you are good at it,” she said blowing the water, then a fish popped out, thinking it was food.

Joe smiled at Indigo, “don’t say that. You haven’t even tried my cooking yet. How about we go home now? That way you can get a good nights sleep, and a big breakfast will greet you in the morning.” Joe stood up and picked up Indigo and her basket, carrying both to their rightful place- their home.
Without bothering to knock, Joe walked in, greeted by a over-happy two-year-old. “Go! Go!” The toddler greeted, jumping up and down, wanting to hug her older sister. Joe laughed at her, in a playful way, and placed Indigo down. Indigo hugged Ichigo, her little sister, then waved goodbye to Joe as he left.

The girls’ mother smiled at the two and picked them up, “okay, Ichigo, Indigo is home, and now its time for bed. Izzy and Isac are already in bed, thank goodness, now its time for you. There’s a big day tomorrow, and you should be ready for it. Indigo, do you want Ichigo to sleep with you?” Her voice was warm and sweet, and her smile brightened the vision of Indigo’s sleepy eyes.

“Sure, Mommy,” Indigo said half-asleep. “What big day though? Joe is going to make me breakfast…” Indigo was placed down to get dressed, and Ichigo was placed in Indigo’s bed, surrounded by stuffed animals, and tucked in with yellow sheets and a matching comforter with yellow sunflowers. Her mother kissed both of the girls and walked out the door. Indigo took off her clothes and placed on orange shorts and a yellow night gown, and climbed into bed after turning off the lights. She kissed her sister good-night, and both were off to sleep in a minute.

Description
Chapter One---

"Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me. Said, 'it's gonna be a good one, wait and see!' Jumped out of bed, and I ran outside, feeling so extrotic satisfied! It's the best day ever... it's the best day ever... I'm so busy got nothin' to do!

"Spent the last two hours just tying my shoe! Every flower, every grain of sand, its reachin' out to shake my hand! It's the best day ever... its the best day ever... sometimes the little things, start closin' in on me! When I'm feeling down, I wanna loose that frown, I stick my head through the window and I look around! Oh the clouds don't scare me, they can't disguise. There's magic happening right before my eyes!

Soon Mr. Moon will be shining bright, so the best day ever can last all night. Yes the best day ever’s gonna last all night! It's the best day ever... it's the best day ever... It's the best day ever..." the seven-year-old Indigo Takenouchi sang as she skipped down the dirt road holding a basket. Her light brown hair was tied behind her head in a pony tail, and it was bouncing around in no particular pattern. Of course with her being "one of the boys", her jean overalls were covered in dirt, and your elbow-touched yellow shirt matched perfectly with the colors, especially her white shoes with patches of brown on them.

“Hey, Indigo! You shouldn’t be walking around here by yourself, you could get hurt or in trouble! I’ll walk with you, are you going to the lake,” asked a tall boy around the age of thirteen
. He peeked into the basket, his spiky, messy bangs hanging over his purple eyes, “what’s in the basket, weird one,” he asked with a cute smile, his hands in his light tan short pockets.

Indigo giggled, showing the basket to him. “You were looking, and there’s nothing in here! I am starting a coll-ect-si-on. Your silly, Joe! So your coming to the lake too? I hope my fishing pole is still there, you can help me,” she exclaimed, swinging the basket near him.

Joe was like an older brother to Indigo. She was the oldest of her family, and she always wanted an older sibling, and Joe was always there for her. He was the type that Indigo didn’t have to change herself to be liked, she could just, be herself. Joe picked Indigo up, giving her a piggy back ride. “So, Joe, whatchya’ doin’ this Saturday? Anything interesting or fun? If not, we could hang out and watch the stars! I heard that Mars is going to be visible then! Maybe aliens will come,” Indigo exclaimed, a bright smile on her face, hoping Joe’s schedule was clear.

“Aw, I’m sorry, Indigo,” Joe said, holding on to her shoes as he walked to the docks of the river. “I’m going to this ball place thing. I think your parents are going-”

Indigo stopped him. “Can I come?”

“I’m sorry, Indigo. But you need to be at least thirteen I think.”

“I can fake my age! Daddy can use alchemy and make me look thirteen!”

“That may not work…”

“You don’t want me to go, do you?”

“Indigo, its not that,” Joe sighed, “it isn’t anything bad, so don’t worry. Its just a formal sort of deal thing, and they want mature people there. And kids your age don’t act so that’s the reason why. But maybe if you ask your parents nicely, they may let you go. But no playing dirty,” Joe said with a smile, allowing Indigo to have her smile return to her. “And if so, I’ll save a dance, just for you! My girlfriend will understand, she knows you’re my friend! So don’t worry,” he said, a small laugh letting out.

Indigo had a blank expression on her face, her left and right cheek exchanging twitches. She bent over, now in front of Joe’s face. “WHAT GIRLFRIEND!? WHAT GIRLFRIEND ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND? WHERE THE HECK DOES SHE LIVE? TELL ME! WHATS HER NAME? YOU LIED AND SAID YOU DIDN’T HAVE ONE! WHAT DID YOU THINK? THAT I HAD A CRUSH ON YOU? EWWW, THAT’S JUST SICKENING! BOYS HAVE COOTIES AND I’M NOT ALLOWED TO GET SICK! GETTING SICK IS BAD FOR YOU! ARE YOU SORRY YET? AND ALL THIS TIME, I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOMETHING BAD!” Indigo’s mint scented (from her over dose of mints) breath was inhaled accidentally from Joe’s nose. Her face was red from screaming, and from running out of wetness of her mouth, she was starting to spit. Sadly, Joe wasn’t carrying any drinks right now, neither did he have a play shirt on to wipe the saliva out. Indigo’s eyes were wide of the sudden news, and her outbreak of yelling, and parts of her hair were out of place.

Joe blinked, picking up Indigo upside-down, he placed her on her feet on the ground. “I never told you? I thought I did. Oh well. Now, Indigo, I’m going to give you a mini-lecture, so listen to me, okay? What you just did, yelling in my face, was very rude, also what you were saying was very rude. If you yell to the wrong person, you may get in trouble, or hurt, and we don’t want that happening to you. If you keep yelling like that, you’ll get a headache, and you may not get any more friends. You are a really nice girl, and you shouldn’t act like a tough person. It isn’t you, and you should be yourself.” Joe ruffled Indigo’s hair, then held her hand and continued walking again.

Indigo apologized, and the two continued to walk to the lake. The sun slowly started to went down, and some cherry blossoms were slowly blowing away, and the noise of the creek started to become hearable. After walking through a shaded part of the forest, you could see a large, wooden dock over the blue lake full of fish and water lilies. The rainbow-painted skies, purple clouds, and the orange sun reflected its beauty in the water, letting the grouchiest of people to gaze at the site and smile. The only two people were Indigo and Joe, and that was alright. Nobody would scare the fish away because it was too cold to be swimming at the time, and most of the fish came out at night anyways. But across the lake on the other dock, you could see somebody loading into a boat. Maybe it was the owner of the fisherman shop, he liked fishing in this spot.

“I see you didn’t bring your Dad’s fishing gear. You do have some string in your pocket, right? That way we can make our own fishing poles.” Joe said, searching for two large sticks. As he searched, Indigo took out two large strings, and once he came back, indigo started to double knot the strings. One on each of the sticks.

“I say we should free them. They really don’t deserve to die. They may have a family. Besides, trout is pretty icky! And the good type of fish is gummy fish, and that’s the only fish I like,” Indigo said as she threw her bait-less string into the water. “Hey! Its not sinking!” She watched the white string float on the water.

Joe let out a small laugh, shaking his head slightly as he tied the string around the worm, but before he could tighten the knot, she took away the worm and let it crawl away. “You said to be myself, don’t kill innocent wormies! Okay? Use something shiny instead… like… um, I don’t know. I guess we’ll use worms and let them drown,” Indigo said sadly, digging up another worm and tried to tie it around, but couldn’t do it. “I can’t… it would make me feel bad. I’ll use my bracelet.” Indigo reached in her pocked and took out her bracelet, then placed it back. “The fish might choke. Lets just look at the water and the fishes…fish if we can see them. Is that alright?”

Joe’s hand ruffled Indigo’s hair, Indigo releasing a giggle. “Your so cute. We’ll do that instead, and leave the fishing to the butcher, though it will be more expensive. But, you or I don’t need to worry about that.” He sat on the dock, looking at the water. “Indigo, what do you want to be when you grow up? That may be a long time, but, anything you had in plan? I want to be a chef florist. Meaning, make foods with flower decorations or something. It sounds pretty cool. I’ll make lunch for us tomorrow, and you’ll see what I mean, alright?”

Indigo nodded, her happy smile still on her face, “that sounds delicious! Could I help you? I want to learn how to cook. And I’m positive you are good at it,” she said blowing the water, then a fish popped out, thinking it was food.

Joe smiled at Indigo, “don’t say that. You haven’t even tried my cooking yet. How about we go home now? That way you can get a good nights sleep, and a big breakfast will greet you in the morning.” Joe stood up and picked up Indigo and her basket, carrying both to their rightful place- their home.
Without bothering to knock, Joe walked in, greeted by a over-happy two-year-old. “Go! Go!” The toddler greeted, jumping up and down, wanting to hug her older sister. Joe laughed at her, in a playful way, and placed Indigo down. Indigo hugged Ichigo, her little sister, then waved goodbye to Joe as he left.

The girls’ mother smiled at the two and picked them up, “okay, Ichigo, Indigo is home, and now its time for bed. Izzy and Isac are already in bed, thank goodness, now its time for you. There’s a big day tomorrow, and you should be ready for it. Indigo, do you want Ichigo to sleep with you?” Her voice was warm and sweet, and her smile brightened the vision of Indigo’s sleepy eyes.

“Sure, Mommy,” Indigo said half-asleep. “What big day though? Joe is going to make me breakfast…” Indigo was placed down to get dressed, and Ichigo was placed in Indigo’s bed, surrounded by stuffed animals, and tucked in with yellow sheets and a matching comforter with yellow sunflowers. Her mother kissed both of the girls and walked out the door. Indigo took off her clothes and placed on orange shorts and a yellow night gown, and climbed into bed after turning off the lights. She kissed her sister good-night, and both were off to sleep in a minute.