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SamOrI89
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Rated: T - English - Romance - Reviews: 19 - Updated: 02-03-06 - Published: 01-21-06 - id:2762933

Sorry for the long wait, I've been busy with school and stuff. 1This story is set at the time after episode 52 (The Key), if you have not seen that episode, you might not want to continue reading, it contains a slight spoiler. This story also contains Jeremy's father, seen at the end of the episode Franz Hopper.

Author's Note: This story is sent in an AU, where Aelita was never sent to Lyoko, as it was never created, and lives with her father (Franz Hopper) and is the same age as she is on the show, and none of the members of the gang (Aelita, Yumi, Ulrich, Odd, and Jeremy) have ever met. Also, since it takes place during the summer, they will wear different clothes then normal. Jeremy wears a blue t-shirt and khaki short. Yumi wears a black t-shirt that stops just above her navel and black shorts. Ulrich wears his usual shirt and vest, and green shorts. Odd wears a pink, purple, and yellow tie-dyed t-shirt and purple wear the same cloths she does in Season 1, minus the vest. I will deal with everyone else's clothes when, and if, they come up.

Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko or anything referenced in this story, only this story and anything new in it. Some of the OCs are based on real people, but their names have been changed for safety reasons, theirs and mine. Also, the camp is based on Greenwoods Camp for boys and Lake of the Woods Camp for girls in Decater, Michigan, I'll try to describe the setting as best I can, but it will help if you've been there. Now on with the story.

Mid morning the next day, Jeremy was staring out the car window and sighed, "Why do I have to take the bus to camp?" Jeremy inquired, leaning back in his seat.

"Because," his father said from he driver's seat, "It's a six-hour round trip, in good traffic."

"Besides," Ryan said from the seat next to Jeremy, "We'd have to leave two-hours earlier, just so you can spend an extra hour."

"Be open-minded." The sweet voice of their mother said from the front passenger seat, "Maybe you'll make some friends."

"Here we are!" Their father said, pulling into the mall parking lot. As he went to park the car, Jeremy saw two large charter buses (the type with soft seats, foot rests, video monitors, and a "bathroom" in the back), a U-Haul (A/N Don't own it.), and several registration tables.

After the car was parked, they all got out, "Give me a hand with the bags boys!" Their father said, opening the trunk. He grabbed one duffel bag, and Jeremy strapped his messenger bag over his shoulder and grabbed the other duffel bag. He struggled to carry it and Ryan grabbed it from him.

"I could have gotten it myself." Jeremy said angrily through clenched teeth.

"Yah!" Ryan said, "I just wanted to do something nice for you."

"What in it for you?" Jeremy said as they met their parents in the sign-in line.

"Nothing." Their father said. Jeremy gave him a quizzical look.

Their mom said, "You'll only see each other less then three days in the next eight weeks."

"I thought I was only going for four weeks!" Jeremy said.

"You are." Ryan responded, "I'm going there the Sunday after you get back." (A/N The camp runs for two four-week sessions, with only the last Saturday of the first session and the first Sunday of the second.)

"So you're being nice, why?"

"So you won't be completely miserable on the bus."

"Next!" yelled the women behind the desk. Jeremy and his family steeped forward. "Name?"

"Belpois, first name, Jeremy.' Their father said.

She scanned the list, and checked off Jeremy's name. "Put the bags on the U-Haul, if he has any medications check in with the nurse. You'll be on the second bus."

Once the bags were on the U-Haul Jeremy and his family said good-bye.

"Good bye son." His father said, shaking his hand.

"See ya!" his brother said, making a dismissive gesture.

"Good bye." His mom said, hugging him till he squirmed away.

"See you in a month." He said, waving as he got on the bus.

The inside of the bus was not as bad as he had expected. There were individual seats in rows two-by-two rows. Each seat was slightly cushioned and had a plastic bar to act as a retractable footrest. He noticed video monitors, like the ones on an airplane, above the seats at intervals. In the back there was a single, airplane style bathroom. A few of the seats were filled. The boys ranged from 8 to 15. He took an isle seat in the middle of the bus. He set his bag down in front of him and looked at who was near. He saw, in the window seat across from him. The boy was about his age and had brown hair. He was about to say hello when he noticed a boy in strange clothes walling down the isle. He asked the boy across from Jeremy, "Mind if I sit here?"

The dark haired boy shrugged. The other boy sat down after setting his backpack in front of him. He looked at the people he was sitting net to and said, "I'm Odd."

The dark haired boy scanned him from head-to-tow and said, "I can see that, what's your name."

"It's Odd." He said, a little annoyed.

"It's okay." Jeremy said, "We, well at least I, won't tease you."

"My name is Odd!" He said, getting madder.

"Like he said, we won't make fun of you." The dark haired boy said.

"I AM NAMED ODD!" he screamed as he stood up. Every one on the bus turned to look at Odd. He blushed and sunk into his seat.

"That's an, interesting name."

"It's Norwegian." Odd said, as the blush faded from his face, "It means point or a sword."

"I'm Ulrich. That's German. It means wolf ruler."

"I'm Jeremy." Jeremy said, "That's Hebrew. It means God will uplift."

Before they could say anymore, the bus began to start up. All the kids on the bus waved to their families, as the bus took off. "So Odd," Ulrich said, "Where are you from?"

"Well," Odd said, "When my mom…"

"He means," Jeremy interjected, "What country are you from. I doubt you were born here in France, or America."

"I know I just like messing with people. Well, my mom's Norwegian and my dad's Italian. I was born in Holland. We moved to Canada for a while, and came here a couple yeas ago."

"Is this your first time at this camp?" Ulrich asked, "I've never seen you before."

"I've been going here since my family moved to France, I just come 2nd session. But I'm guessing you," he pointed to Jeremy, "Are going here for the first time. You'd probably rather be at computer camp."

"Are you psychic Odd?" Jeremy asked, "Or do I just look like a complete nerd "

"A little of both." They all laughed at this.

At the same time, about an hour from the camp, Franz Hopper was driving Aelita to said camp, "Dad," she said, somewhat sadly, "Are you sure I should keep Mr. Pück with me?" (A/N For those of you who don't speak Germanic languages and/or have seen the American version, the ü is pronounced oo, as in look.)

"Don't worry dear," he said, "There's nothing wrong with sleeping with a doll. Just keep him in your bed at night, and hide him in you drawer during the day."

"What if the other girls find out? They'll tease me about it."

"Just tell them the truth, it was a gift from your late mother."

She sighed, "I just still get sad whenever I think about her."

"So do I dear. So do I."

On the bus, Odd, Ulrich, and Jeremy spoke to each other for the next hour or so till a consular passed out the lunch, a 6" turkey sub and a bag of plain chips. After finishing his lunch Odd asked Ulrich and Jeremy, "Are going to finish your food?"

"Yes!" Ulrich said, taking one of last few bites of his sandwich.

"Besides," Jeremy said, swallowing the last of his chips, "Aren't you full?" He took a large bite of his sub.

"Usually not." Odd said plainly.

"So how come you're so scrawny?" Ulrich asked, finishing his sub.

"I am not scrawny, I'm svelte." Odd said in a loud whisper.

Jeremy finished his lunch and said, "Whatever you call it you look unhealthily skinny."

"I just have a fast metabolism. I'm healthy as a horse." Odd gleamed with pride. The three of them continued talking for the next two or so hours, till the bus pulled onto a paved road, with trees on both sides. Where the trees broke on the right, there was a trailer park, divided from the boy's camp by a high, wooden fence. On the left there were two white gravel driveways to the girls camp. The bus pulled into the second one and parked.

That's it for now. I'll try to update this and the other fics. as soon as I can, but with school and homework I may be busy. Please review, all flames will be redirected to the camp's lake.

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