A/N: This is my first attempt at a Fortnite fanfiction, so, I might be sloppy. These are meant to be like drabbles or one shot collections, but take place in the same timeline. Lots of shipping! No Slash or femSlash. This is a high school AU of Fortnite. All season 9 skins will be included. All characters will be teenage, so, imagine the characters as they are, but younger.

Prologue: An Explanation of Things

In the Fortnite high school near the Neo Tilted area, there was peace. At least for a few minutes till the recess bell rang. Then there would be anarchy. No control what so ever. Well, that was to be expected from bored teenagers, though not all of them were bored.

On his desk, Spitfire sat, literally twiddling his fingers. He was a smart student, having come in the top 10 in academic performance ever since he joined last year. So, he was bored right now, having gone over the material being covered at least 3 times. He was hoping for a new topic, but was disappointed. So, he swept his gaze over the classroom.

The first thing he noticed was that only three people were paying attention to the class teacher. He nodded in approval, he might not be paying attention himself, but he could afford it, and he didn't condone slacking off. He observed the aforementioned 3.

The first person was Archetype, who pays attention to everything to record it with his built in recorder. He insists that there might be something new every class. He would know, as Archetype had beaten Spitfire in every academic sense.

The second was Bullseye, what was laser focused on learning today. Bullseye had one of the best aim that the class had seen. When she focused on something, she was imperturbable from her objective. 'Looks like she decided to focus on studying today.' Spitfire thought. 'Good for her.'

The last person who was paying attention was Fate, who was always serious. While Spitfire was focused on studies, he hung out with his friends every day and knew how to have fun. Fate was almost never smiling, and when she did, it brought a chill down Spitfire's spine.

Spitfire looked at Banshee, his friend and secret crush. Because they were defaults, they randomly met each other one day and befriended each other. Over time, Spitfire realized that he liked her. A lot. And he didn't know the first thing about romance. So, he ignored it, but, over time, this feeling grew and he could no longer ignore it. In the present, Spitfire was admiring her once again. He decided to ask his friends for help when he met them later. On this feeling.

Defaults were usually ignored by a lot of the people, and some were even bullied. However, the defaults banded together, declared that they would not take bullying any more, and now aren't bullied, even if they are still somewhat ignored. Spitfire was a rare default, one of them who made friends with non defaults.

Currently, the Weapons class was going on. In Fortnite island, the most popular recreation was a sport called 'Battle Royale'. On an exact replica of the Fortnite island, minus the population, 100 people are dropped from a battle bus onto the island, which has guns thrown on it, on the floor or in chests. The goal was simple: Be the last one standing. By any means. A storm closing in meant no camping at the edges, and forcing combat.

The winner was given their very own umbrella and a lot of V-bucks, the currency used in Fortnite. It was a lucrative profession, giving V-bucks to every participant, the winner receiving much more.

With such conditions, it was extremely hard to play the official Battle Royale games held on the other island. A lot of practice and skill was needed, to be able to even stand a chance of being selected for the official games. So, the school of the island had classes to teach their students how to handle weapons, as Battle Royale was the dream job. It also offered after school classes and exclusive coaching for those who could pay for it, or who were skilled enough that the school paid for them.

Anyway, the Weapons class was being held. Sledgehammer was the teacher, having been in the military earlier, and having good knowledge of Assault Rifles and SMGs. The class was 9th grade level. The Fortnite school was a government owned, prestigious school, providing some of the best education out there. In the volatility of the island, the school was a stable area, never having been destroyed.

Back to Spitfire:

Spitfire got up as the bell rang, sighing with relief, as he was bored out of his mind.

"Alright, students, practise your Assault handling, tomorrow we're testing you on it, and anyone below my expectations will be punished. Good luck!" Sledgehammer was strict but fair. He left the room. Spitfire left the room as well, in search of his friends. He would need help on his dilemma. And he knew his friends could help him. He exited the school building, this being recess, and headed to the grounds.

Sure enough, Hay Man was waiting in the soccer ground, just next to the weapon allocated ground. Spitfire saw him first and raised his hand in greeting.

"Hay, Man! How's it going?" Spitfire chuckled as he greeted Hay Man with the same pun he uses every time they meet.

Hay Man sighed. "You're never going to stop that, are you?"

"That's right, Hay Man! So, is Mission Specialist here, or not yet?"

"He is talking to Maven, then he'll be here." Maven was an academic teacher, having excelled in Mathematics and Physics. Mission Specialist wanted to be an astronaut at first, before deciding on Battle Royale as a prospect, but he still retained a keen interest in Physics. Spitfire appreciated his dedication, having been in the same situation as him.

Jonesy reached the grounds. He looked around and spotted his friends, Spitfire and Hay Man talking. He rushed to the spot.

Spitfire grinned at seeing one of his good friends arrive. They greeted each other, then Spitfire took a deep breath and took the plunge.

"Hey, guys, I have to ask you something." He said.

"What is it?" Jonesy inquired.

"How do you confess to a girl?"

A/N: And that's a wrap! Feedback is appreciated, guys. I don't know Spitfire's personality, so I made one up. This is a prologue, so, only some world building, and the introduction of some characters was done. More concepts and characters will be introduced and the point of view will continuously shift.