AN) another one of my old deleted stories. Sorry that things from season 2 were never added to this story, i wrote them all before season 2 had started. I think i have one oneshot and another multi-chapter fic i can re upload, but they are all pre-season 2 as well. enjoy
Jamie angrily slammed her dad's car door. Her new heels were already dusty from the gravel in the small parking lot. She couldn't care less; she had bough these heels for her first day of school back in Oregon, not here in Los Angeles. Her dad had thrown this move on their family only a couple of weeks before she was set to start out grade 10 at her old school. She was devastated when she found out; she could have been happy she was in California, but it wasn't the same without her friends. Jamie tried to sway her hips with her normal strut as she walked in the doors, but she had never been so scared in her life. There were so many different types of people in this school. It was three times bigger than her old school and that meant three times more popular girls to try to get along with. She quickly noticed all the girls, there were so many, how was she going to be the queen bee with all of these people?
The studs on Emmet's vest were not in the best condition. He had been spending so much time with Tina; since she was so stressed with the menace he called his three year old daughter. People said two year olds were the worst? Emmet was grateful his parents and Tina's parent would look after their grandchild while he was at school, but they would never give up on trying to get him to put away his metal clothes and become "a real man." Tina went to a different school than he did. She was doing extra classes and summer school so she could finish a year or two early and raise their kid. He was starting to get used to the motherly Tina, though he missed her Metal side, and was happy they were still together. He hated school more than anything. He didn't need math if he wanted to make movies, but Tina wouldn't let him go on to the adult world without a diploma. Emmet spent most of his time alone listening to loud music and trying to not punch those loud and pretty cheerleading types.
Jeb and his acquaintance Melvin strolled through the halls. Jeb would never call Melvin a friend, in fact he hated his guts. Jeb just liked having him around to use as a personal assistant. None of the other Hipsters had one. Melvin was a bland guy; he always wore beige slacks to school. An assortment of dress shirts and white t-shirts likely filled his closet. He loved school, he was a teacher's pet, and sadly he had no friends because of it. Jeb took him in; Melvin was just desperate enough for a friend, while Jeb was willing to use this to boost his reputation. Jeb really needed the boost; over the summer he had found himself at a party. He had no idea what led him to the party, but he knew if the hipsters found out he went to one of those over-rated drinking parties he was done for. He could barely imagine what people would do if they found out the thing he had done.
Curtis saw Jeb walk passed. He hated those damn hipsters; they thought they rule the school. His crew rules the school. They had all the things a guy could need, weed, booze, and weapons. Curtis was always wearing bandanas and doo-rags. He had to fit in with the guys; even if he secretly didn't want to. Over the summer the guys had shown up at his place and seen some things like his harry potter books. They hadn't spoken since the event, but Curtis didn't mind; as long as he had his ghetto front he was going to be fine in the school. No one would even think about approaching him.
Jamie, Melvin, Jeb, Curtis, and Emmet all went to their first class. It was a new option at the school; the whole course was about music. The teacher was a middle aged sweaty man who spent most his time on his computer. When Jeb entered the room he saw someone, he felt as if turning around and running from the scene was his only option, but he was pushed through the doors by students. The girls name was Norma. He knew her far too well, and if anyone had a clue they had ever met he was done for. There were tables of eight spread through the room. All of them were taken but one which was empty except Curtis. He was one of the scariest guys in the school, and no one was brave enough to sit. Jeb marched over and took a seat across from Norma, the girl he had been avoiding since the party over the summer.
Emmet walked into the class; he was mildly late that day and found there was only one table in the back of the room that was open. Emmet wasn't scared of the gangster or the hippie. The emo kid didn't even look at him. She was staring at the hippie. There was also some nerd. Only three seats left after Emmet took a seat. The teacher was about to take attendance when a blonde girl strut into the room. Some of the guys glanced over, but she wasn't all that special in a school like this. She scanned the room. Melvin saw it in her eyes, she was looking for people to sit with to be cool, but there was only one table open. She sat down beside Curtis to everyone's surprise.
The teachers chair squealed as he stood. His ill fitting dress shirt just barely covered his protruding belly. He rubbed some sweat off his balding forehead with his pale arm. After passing an attendance sheet around he stood in front of the class.
"Have any of you met a Satki or Xander?" He asked.
A murmur fell over the class. Jeb knew what this was about. Sakti and Xander were so well known in this community they were pretty much famous, but not in a good way. Emmet could tell by the looks on all of the students faces they were not looking forward to this class anymore. Anyone who didn't live under a rock knew about those two. He could tell they pretty new girl and the nerd had no clue, but they will soon learn.
Almost seconds after the teacher had asked about them the door slid open quietly. A petite young Asian girl with large dark sunglasses walked in. She had her head bowed; she was wearing neon colors, and thousands of beaded bracelets. Right behind her a tall red head strolled in. He was also wearing the bracelets. He also wore some sort of train conductor sunglasses. The students were all silent.
Sakti sat down beside Norma while Xaner sat beside her. It seems as if even the teacher was silenced. Once he had changed the attendance he got the students attention.
"Hello class," he said, his voice even sounded greasy. "Welcome to music studies 10. This term we will be basing the whole mark on one project."
The class collectively gasped
"And look around you because these groups of eight will be your best friends for the rest of the year."
Jeb looked over at Norma and gulped; Jamie looked over at the gangster and the metal head and signed.