'Because love can burn like a cigarette
And leave you alone with nothing'
In which Nora Li overlooks all of the rumours about Lloyd Garmadon and falls in love with not just him, but the infamous Green Ninja.
'And if she grabs for your hand and drags...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Scrunching the shopping list in my pocket to double check that it was still there, I turned the corner and stared at the busy store. My Dad wanted me to pick up some groceries for dinner. We were new to the area, we didn't have food stocked up properly yet, so I followed the map on my phone to the nearest store which was easy enough. Coming from Ignacia, a small populated village with market stalls and thatched houses, to Ninjago City, an overgrown tourist attraction with busy streets and too much traffic, was a little different to my norm. It was surprising to see the amount of vehicles still on the road at this time of day, it was nearly 7pm, back in Ignacia, the only vehicle that we frequently saw was the milk van. Other then that we used Bikes to travel around. Like I said, it was a small place. People in work suits bustled all around me and I couldn't help but stare at them. I was used to armored workers in leather from their Blacksmith work, not people with briefcases and black ties.
We had moved to Ninjago because my Father's Blacksmith stall had done wonders. It had grown among the village and with a few donations from neighbours and kind friends, we eventually made enough to open a small store. My Father was proud, he and an old buddy forged a sign that proudly presented Li's Armoury. I was proud of him too, he'd always wanted to come to the big city and make a living for the both of us.
It was the middle of winter, Christmas had just passed and as my Dad said, we'd arrived at a perfect time for me to join school. School... I wanted to die at the thought of being a new student in the last year of High School. I wanted to die at the thought of High School alone. I hated school. Nothing bored me more. Though ironically enough, I needed it. Massively; I wanted to be a surgeon. School sucked, but oddly enough I found studying by myself easy. Dad said I got that from him, when he was learning to be a Blacksmith, he found it difficult to learn from others but when a textbook was in front of him... he was just fine.
I wondered if I'd make any friends. I thought about the people that I was passing and wondered if any of them would end up playing a massive role in my life. Maybe, I'd just have to find out.
It was exciting moving to a big city. Aside from constantly having to use maps to get around the streets I was currently unfamiliar with, the opportunities and wonder that I never got at Ignacia were right in front of me now. There was a museum holding precious artifacts about the making of Ninjago, the First Spinjitzu Master and all of the Elemental Masters. Just the thought of that made my skin ticklish with excitement.
The Ninja! I'd heard so much about them. So much. We never really needed saving in Ignacia, the only time I remembered was when the Serpentine were let out of their tombs. But rumor had it the Red and Gray Ninja used to live there, I never saw them though.
The cold fought it's way through the barricade of my coat, my hands fisted in my pockets. From where I was, the familiar sight of Borg Tower illuminated bright lights all throughout the perimeter. I loved it. I loved the contrasting areas I found myself in. The lights blasting from every direction, big windows from the tall buildings, the constant sound that signaled to busy surroundings. It was a sensory overload and it was brilliant.
