A/N
(Y/N) is your name
(H/C) means hair color
EBF/N means friend's name 
IMPORTANT: EBF/N will be changed to Ex-Best Friend later on, which is why it's EBF/N. Kay'? Coolio.

Lloyd
Your POV

I was playing volleyball with my best friend, Ally. We had a tournament in New Ninjago City in an hour. As of now we were serving the ball back and fourth, trying to pass time. "Come on girls, get ready to leave." the coach called out, looking at EBF/N and I.

I nodded and shoved the ball into my backpack, rushing into the bathroom to change. I pulled on my white jersey and black spandex shorts. I then pulled my H/C hair into a long ponytail and fishtail braided the back. I pulled a Nike headband onto the top of my hair, seeing I was satisfied, I tied my volleyball shoes and ran out of the bathroom. I slung my bag over my shoulder and jogged out of the facility, running to the bus stop where the other girls were loading on.

I climbed on, sitting close to the front. EBF/N sat in the third row on the left side of the bus so I slid in next to her. I plugged my head phones into my phone and started my music as I waited for the forty minute bus ride to come to an end.

On the way to the tournament I imagined my serves and passes to the beat of the song. My family was a big musical family so it kind of runs through my blood.

Forty minutes later I was interrupted by someone shaking my shoulder, I turned my head to see EBF/N pointing out the window, signifying we were here.

I pulled out my earbuds and stuffed them in my bag, powering my phone all the way down. I climbed out of the bus and ignored all stares and whistles.

I walked straight into the building and set my stuff on a chair. I pulled out my water and relocated it to my outside pocket. I try not to focus on everyone around me, it makes me nervous. 

As I was sitting on the bleachers, one boy drew my attention in the crowd. It was odd for me to look around at the people but I was feeling confident today. The boy looked a little older than me, but strangely familiar. Sitting next to him was a boy in a green sweatshirt. On his left was a boy in a blue sweatshirt and then there was a boy in red and white on the other sides. The boy in black still had my focus.

I was snapped out of my wonders when EBF/N pinched my arm. "Ow!" I groaned.

"Sorry, you weren't paying attention. We have to get ready."

I walked over to my chair and waited for the referee to speak. "New Ninjago Club against Ninjago Elite. Serving from Ninjago Elite, we have Y/N Brookstone. You may serve on my whistle."

I walked onto my court, the other five girls joining me. The other team looked ready, all eyes on the ball.

I concentrated all my energy on the ball and threw it in the air,  I lunged back and jumped smacking the ball about sixty miles per hour to the other side. When I saw the ball was over, I ran to my position and started to get myself ready for the ball.

The ball came over and I bumped the ball up straight up while my other teammate set it. I stepped back and jumped up, smacking the ball in the center, slamming in to the ground on the other side of the court.

The other team looked at each other in shock, probably thinking, 'A girl that small can do that?'

My team ran to the center of the court, all celebrating our point. "Elite!" We all reached our hands in the center and lifted them high to the count of three. We did this every time we won a point.

In volleyball, you need twenty five points to win a match, then you move to match two. If the other team wins match two when you won match one, you play a match three. But if you win both matches, then you win the game. You get points when the other team misses the ball or serves it out.

An hour later, sweat was dripping down my face and the game was won 2-1. Ninjago Elite won two games, the first and third. New Ninjago Club won the second match.

I was lifted onto the shoulders of my teammates and laughed until my stomach hurt. They slowly put me down and I grabbed a long water break. The game was over so we all just went home. I was ready for a long shower.

I wiped the sweat with my towel and pushed it back into my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. I walked to the entrance of the gym, about to exit when I heard my name being called.

"Y/N Brookstone?"

I looked back to see the name being called by a scout for the best Club in Ninjago. Club Ninjago. I walked to the man and said, "I'm Y/N Brookstone."

"I'm Bradley Hines, coach of Club Ninjago. Your talent in volleyball has peaked my interests. I would love to have you on my volleyball team. Think it over and call me when you have a decision. Then I can schedule a tryout date and we can go from there." He handed me a card with his business number and information.

"Thank you. I will keep this in my open consideration." But inside I was like, Uh huh! Oh yeah! I am so excited! Of course I'm doing this!

But in person I played it cool. I walked back to the door to where I saw EBF/N. I ran into her and squeezed the life out of her, letting out all my excitement.

"Careful there. She still needs to breathe." someone said from behind me. I ignored their comment and shoved the business card for the club into her face.

"Read it! Read it now!" I giggled.

She took a second to read the card and then stared at me with a gawked expression.

"The Bradley Hines of the Club Ninjago?! He wants you! Omg! I am so excited for you! Oh, I have a surprise for you, turn around."

She spun my body to face the boy I thought looked familiar from earlier. He was standing in front of the boys wearing green, blue, red, and white hoodies. I looked at Ally with a weird expression.

"What?" I asked her.

"What's your name?" She asked the boy in black. She was jumping up and down while biting her nails.

"Cole. Cole Brookstone." said the boy smiling.

It took me a while to understand why this was so important. Then I remembered,

Flashback:
When I was four years old, I was taken under my aunt's shoulder. My mother had died in a fire and my dad was sick. She left my brother with my dad because he wouldn't leave. She took me and I have lived with her ever since. I still live in an apartment with her today. I never thought of my brother ever since. I figured my dad was dead and I forgot I had a brother. Now I know I have one. Cole Brookstone.

I gasped and my eyes grew wide. His smile faded when he saw my reaction, I turned the other direction to see a very worried EBF/N. I stuffed the business card into my backpack and tried to push through her. She wouldn't budge and there was no other way out.

"Come on EBF/N! I need to go!" I pushed against her.

"Why? Why can't you understand he's your brother? Your aunt never did any good hiding the fact that your family is still alive."

"Take that back. My aunt loves me."

"Then why wouldn't she tell you about Cole or your father?"

"You know nothing about my family! Let me go!" I yelled, my eyes were filled with determination.

"I'm trying to help you here, Y/N!"

"I thought you were my friend!"

"I am, but you are so stubborn you never know whats right for you!" EBF/N yelled into my face. I looked back at Cole and the other boys who were staring at me. I chuckled in her face, "Get out of my way." I growled, my laugh dying out in anger.

I pushed her out of my way, she was still standing there, gaping. I sprinted down the sidewalk, seeing the bus about to leave. I leaped onto the bus, just before the doors closed behind me. 

I walked to the back of the bus, reaching the open seat. I about sat down until someone grabbed my arm, I turned around seeing the boy in the green hoodie. "What do you want?" I asked him.

"Well, I was going to take you back to Cole but seeing that the bus was moving, I can't really do that."

I narrowed my eyes and rolled them, holding out my hand for him to shake, "I'm Y/N." I told him, shaking his hand. He smiled at me and leaned against the bus pole. "I'm Lloyd."