Once in a world of our own

Pilot

On a fateful day six lives will begin to full fill themselves with many choices ahead of them.

The wind blew hard on Annie's face when she stepped outside of her house. She turned around and made sure that all eight of her locks were locked. She scooped up her long brown hair that was whipping around in the wind and put it in a ponytail to keep it from getting in her face as  she walked to her car.  She started her car and drove out of the driveway. Annie's phone beeped alerting her that she had a text message. The commanded her phone to read it to her.
"Anonymous number says: I have a job for you it pays $200. Are you interested?". She thinks about for a moment knowing full well that Anonymous was talking about something shady, but it does pay a lot of money and she was broke. "Reply with..." (Yes/no)

Blake yawned as he sat up in his bed. He looked out the window and watched how hard the wind was on the trees. He sighed softly because he had wanted to go out today but the wind just killed his mood. He climbed out of his unnecessary large bed his mother had bought for him. He walked over to his closet and took off his pajamas and put on a pair of black ripped jeans a white tank top and black converse high tops.  He left his room and went to the large dinning room. His mother was already sitting there eating her breakfast while discussing business with her second hand man. He sat down and another member of the gang served him what used to be his favorite cereal when he was 10, Coco puffs. He grew out if it, but his mother still treats him as a child. "Mom, is there anything I can do today?" He asks bored. She stops talking and looks him. She looks young for her age. Countless of times the two of them have been mistaken as siblings. "In fact there is, my dear." She slides a satchel across the table. "Can you deliver this to our beech location? Your father is looking to recruit new members and I think it would be good for you two to get some time together." When Blake's father was mentioned he froze up. He was a good man, but he wasn't really father material. When he had realized this he moved to the beach and started our first branch away from here. "Yes mother" he said softly. Blake stood up and grabbed the satchel. He was hoping for something cooler than delivering something to his dad. He left the room and went out to the limo. He got in and laid down on the seats, it was going to be a couple hours before they arrived.

Candy rinsed the last bit of paint out of her brush before putting her supplies away. She had just finished the project she was entering the cosmic oil painting contest, all she had to do now was let it dry. She had an entire studio to herself that the school gave her after she won first place in last year's national pastel contest. Candy's works have been mounted on the walls. She was quite proud of them and she's would have auctions for them on the first of the month. That's her way of earning money. She put the towel over the canvas and picked up the composition book she had listed her prompts in. She crossed off the cosmic one. "Hmm which one should I do next? The ...." ( Sea life/ Medevil/ biblical)

Daryl took off his uniform, and took a shower to wash off the sweat. Once he was out he put one fresh clothing and left the locker rooms. Once again he won the game for his team.  Daryl was flocked with his fans the girls were screaming his name and the boys would cheer and whoop. This was his 20th win in a row since he started football. This was a common thing for Daryl. He used to be so flustered with the praise he would stutter when he spoke now, he's bored of it. He  just wanted to go home a take a nap. He looked among the crowd and gave a false smiles to the fans a few he would kiss on the cheek. Nobody gave him any heat  about his sexuality not even when he dated a guy. He liked both. Many have fall in love with him. But he himself never felt as if he has experience real love. "Hey Daryl your going to the after party right?" A cheer leader who was head over heals in love with him. "Uh, yeah." He responded rubbing the back of his head. She took his hand and lead him to her truck to where she drove him to the house the after party was being held. After a couple rounds of drinks Daryl was ready to go home. But he didn't want to seem like the bad guy and disappear. "Daryl~" two voices called his name, one male and one female. He looked at the two of them recognizing them instantly. They were the twins in the marching band. Both of them were saxaphone players and really good too. The brother was know for his good looks and was sought after all the girls who wasn't after Daryl. And his sister was a fair looking redhead. She was second to the school's otaku when it comes to looks. "Please pick one of us to be your boyfriend or girlfriend!" The both said in unison. Daryl was shocked because this has never happened to him before. Sure, he was used to confessions but not of two people at the same time without fighting each other. Daryl blushed looking between the two. The were both beautiful people and obviously got good genes in their pool. By this time the people around them have caught on what's going on and watched awaiting Darryl's answer. He looks around the room. He could tell that they expected him to choose one. But it's not like he can choose one without hurting the other and he couldn't turn them down with out looking heartless. "I uh... I choose....." (The brother/the sister)

Evelyn skipped out on going to the game despite the many requests from guys asking her out. She only had one guy in mind tonight and that was Shoto Todoroki. She had recently gotten into My Hiro Academia and could stop watching it. The grabbed her laptop and Tagalongs and laid down on her bed under her covers she rest her head on the throw pillows she had in her room and watched with excitement as the show continue from her last stopping point. A few hours passed and she had already finished the season. She sat up and stretched and petted her loyal dogs. "What's up babies? Momma loves you~" she coos to the small dogs in a baby voice. Since she had finished the season she decided that she should go look online for a new show. She feels like she's already watched all the good animes. When she couldn't find anything she sighed and got onto her manga app and started reading Eden's Zero. It's written by Hiro Mashima who also wrote Fairy Tail which happens to be one of her two favorite animes. After reading a couple chapters her phone start blowing up from text messages from all the guys who'd asked her out earlier she regretted giving her number out to so many people. They all asked her if she was going to go to the after party. Evelyn wasn't sure what she wanted to do. She never felt comfortable to be in large crowds but she was also bored at the moment. After spending about 3 minutes deciding she chose to... (Go to the party/ stay home)

Fred turned over the sign to say "open" to "close". He turned off the main lights and locked the register. After that he put on his coat and went outside. It was chilly so he rushed to his car quickly and went to a gas station to fill up his tank and buy a drink. He wasn't exactly ready to go back to the hotel room he was staying at. He sat in his car waiting for it to fill all the way. He pulled out his sketch book and a pencil. He added a couple more panels to a romantic superhero comic he was making. To be honest this would actually be the third volume in the series. He keeps writing them but he can't bring himself to submit them into the comic book publisher that the store he works at has partnered with. He k is that they are good but he keeps asking himself. Are they good enough for them? He didn't want to send them in if they didn't like them. He has a small moving box filled with his past comics that he's written and given up on. The pencil lead snapped so Fred had to grab the sharpened and shave away to wood to have a point again. The gas stopped pumping meaning that he's already been given the amount he's paid for. He drove back to the hotel and grabbed the box filled with utensils he uses to draw with. He colored in the chapters and left the backgrounds blank. Fred yawned and looked at the time is was 9:40 pm. No wonder he was tired especially since he has been up since 4:30 am this morning. He put his things away and laid down and fell asleep. He dreamed about a comic he's never written before. That comic was about... ( Fishermen who discovered a haunted shipwreck/ aleins from a similar planet land on Earth to study it for research but get mistaken as aleins who wanted to harm the earth.)