Welcome to Team Let's-start-something-new-before-finishing-what-already-exists. I've tried to plan most of this out in advance so that doesn't happen. And this totally isn't partially based on a true story... Anyway, as always, I'm British so there's are going to be inconsistencies with this story - most noticeably in the actual high school thing, some of which I am already aware of. Chapters are going to be fairly short, but I hope to post pretty often. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter One

It's winter and Seattle has frozen, meaning everywhere is icy and everyone is slipping outside.

Zola Shepherd's godmother is wearing four inch heels which don't bode well for the current weather.

However, there are more important things for Aunt Addie to worry about. Except she isn't anxious; she's furious.

That's not how Aunt Addie starts off. In fact, Aunt Addie has been in a consistently pleasant mood. She let them all eat Froot Loops for breakfast, something both she and Zola's dad usually prohibit, and she chatted with Zola about school, which is generally a topic they avoid.

Aunt Addie is in a good mood right up until they arrive in the teachers' parking lot at Seattle Grace High to find somebody parking his Porsche in Aunt Addie's parking spot.

"What the hell?" Aunt Addie asks furiously, then beeps her horn loudly.

Zola thanks every deity anybody has ever believed in that it's too early for any other students to be at school.

The owner of the Porsche just beeps back just as loudly and finishes parking their car.

Aunt Addie beeps again. Zola winces in embarrassment and slides her phone out from her pocket to hide herself amidst the comfort of InstaPic while the embarrassing ordeal continues.

The Porsche owner doesn't beep back, and instead sets about leaving.

"Oh, that's it," Aunt Addie hisses, and then undoes her seatbelt angrily.

"Please don't," Zola murmurs, but Aunt Addie is already stepping out of the car.

She stomps over to the Porsche owner and the two begin having a heated discussion with lots of pointing and gesturing.

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YOU ARE ON CHATSNAP

ZOLA

Help

ZOLA

Get me out of here

SAM

Why? What's happening?

ZOLA

Some doofus parked in Aunt Addie's spot.

SAM

Probably a supply

SAM

What's the problem?

ZOLA

Apparently she really doesn't like people parking in her spot? Idk. She's having a real go at him.

ZOLA sent a picture

SAM

Really? Miss Montgomery's wearing *that* coat? It's winter.

ZOLA

THAT'S what you're focusing on

ZOLA

I think she may actually punch him

ZOLA

My aunt is going to punch someone over a parking spot

ZOLA sent a picture

SAM

There are going to be bruises on his chest from all that jabbing

ZOLA

I just wanna go to schooooool

ZOLA

Kmn lol never thought I'd say THAT sentence

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Just as Zola glances up from her phone to take another picture, this time of her aunt leaving the argument even more enraged than earlier, something happens.

Aunt Addie looks over at Porsche Guy furiously over her shoulder one last time.

Her Louboutin glides too quickly over a frozen patch of puddle.

She loses her balance.

She falls backward.

Porsche Guy catches her.

Zola's phone catches one very important snapshot.

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ZOLA has posted a picture on CHATSNAP HOMEROOM CHAT

RYAN SHEPHERD-KERRIGAN-HUNT

Wth?

SAMUEL AVERY

Is that parking lot guy?

HARRIET KEPNER

awwwwww who's that with miss montgomery are theyhugging

WILLIAM BAILEY

Who's the dude?

ZOLA GREY

I have no idea who that is but I ship it

SAMUEL AVERY

Wasn't she close to punching him like five seconds ago

SAMUEL AVERY

Doesn't set the best standard

ZOLA GREY

Ya but look at them

RYAN SHEPHERD-KERRIGAN-HUNT

Why was miss montgomery punching someone?

RYAN SHEPHERD-KERRIGAN-HUNT

That's hot

WILLIAM BAILEY

Yes! Teacher fight! I need to see that

HARRIET KEPNER

They have chemistryyyyyyyyy

HARRIET KEPNER

I love it

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Aunt Addie wrestles her way out of Porsche Guy's smirking arms, a healthy blush making its way up her neck, and struts back to the car as confidently as one can with bloody, torn up knees.

She slams the car door shut behind her to show that she's still unhappy, and parks in Vice Principal Burke's parking spot, which is free now that Vice Principal Burke lives in Switzerland/Sweden.

"Would you like a band-aid?" Zola asks Aunt Addie, fighting an excited grin.

"No thanks, Zo," Aunt Addie says, frowning.

"Who was that?" Zola asks.

"An idiot."

Zola nods, following Aunt Addie in beginning to undo her seatbelt and get out of the car.

Aunt Addie sighs heavily. "That was the new Vice Principal," she tells Zola. "Make sure he gets a bad nickname. He's the most ridiculous, insulting, incompetent jerk I've ever met. McJerk."

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YOU ARE ON CHATSNAP

HATTIE

I'm calling him McSteamy.

So, I don't know about the US, but in the UK a homeroom teacher is pretty involved in their students' lives. They see their homeroom class twice a day every school day, help them if they're in trouble, etc. etc. They see them more than other teachers and some parents, so they're pretty close with their class. For the purposes of this story, if that's not the sameness for the US, let's please pretend it is. Also for the purposes of this story, let's pretend US schools don't have lockers, because it's safe for students to carry around their own bags, which means that students can leave these bags in their homeroom class during recess/break/lunch and contribute to plot lines. Thanks! Hope you enjoyed!