Welcome to Ninjago Academy

Chapter 1

The blond teen groaned as he shut off his phone alarm. It was 6:30 a.m., and school started at 8, but he had to get there by 7:30 am to help the principal–his mother– check that everything was perfect for the rising grades.

"Only 3 hours of sleep?" He groaned. Lloyd would have fallen asleep sooner if he hadn't prepared the speech he was supposed to make in the morning since Lloyd was the school president, which was pretty cliche since he was the principal's kid.

The teen slipped out of his bed, his feet landing on the cold wooden floors of his spacious room. Sleepily, he dragged himself to the bathroom to do his morning routine, which consisted of brushing his teeth, showering, washing his luscious golden locks, sitting on his toilet with a towel on while scrolling through all his social media, and doing his hair, all of which took about 30 minutes.

Exiting the bathroom, the blond turned to his walk-in closet. He would have dressed faster if he had planned his outfit the night before as his mom told him to, but like every sixteen-year-old, he didn't listen to his mom. So he pulled out a green Converse–which he bought a week ago while shopping for back-to-school clothes with his mom– a white Tee, a plaid green flannel, black jeans, and a gold wristwatch from the designer store Dragoness.

After a few sprints of his Dior Homme cologne and a few ruffles to his already perfect chin-length hair, the teen grabbed his backpack and headed down-stairs, not before taking a clap chat of his outfit, which in the couple minutes he posted it gained over one thousand likes.

Lloyd's personal Chef–Radney Chen–a rather peculiar man, met Lloyd in the kitchen. He worked in silence but was extremely social after he finished cooking. The redhead raised his head as the blond sat on a kitchen stool.

"Good morning, Mr. Lloyd," The man said in a thick French accent. The blonde teen, now known as Lloyd, smiled back in greeting.

"Good Morning to you too, Radney. Also, I told you to stop calling me 'Mr. Lloyd'. It makes me feel mature and old. And you should know I am not mature." Chef Radney and Lloyd laughed before the Chef began making Lloyd's basic breakfast: Belgium waffles, turkey bacon and sausages, and a cup of coffee. The last was the one his parents didn't know he was drinking.

Once again, Lloyd scrolled through his phone, liking the pictures of his best friend Nya's attempt to wake up her deep-sleeping older brother Kai with a bucket of water. This prank resulted in a high-speed chase around the house, leaving Nya begging someone to call the cops to help her.

Before he could type a comment, a notification appeared at the top of his Borg Phone 15's screen; it was from his mother.

Birth Giver 🧑‍🦰

Hey honey, I don't mean to raz you, but you should be here in 10-20 minutes!

Lloyd cringed at his mom's poor attempt to use what she called "teenage talk," but in reality, it's called slang.

Birth Giver 🧑‍🦰

Did I use it right?

Lloyd laughed as he stabbed a piece of bacon with his fork.

Birth Giver 🧑‍🦰

Your father is way better at this than I am.

Lloyd replied with a thumbs-up to each of her messages. His hands were quite full since he was devouring the best waffles in Ninjago City.

Once finished, Lloyd thanked Radney and grabbed his backpack. He headed over to the table near the door to grab his keys and wallet. Lloyd looked at himself in the mirror. It was his junior year already. There was one more year after this until he could leave.