Ok so this is my first fanfic. I know it's a little rough but work with me. Let me know what you think. More chapters to come!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rocket Power or UCLA. I just own the idea =]

How did this happen?

I can't believe I'm about to do this!I'm standing in front of a huge crowd on a stage in Madtown Skate Park. And I'm about to sing. Holy crap! Why did I let him talk me into this? Maybe u should just start from the beginning.

My name's Regina Rocket, but you can just call me Reggie. I'm a senior at Ocean Shores High. I'm 18 years old, and I don't wanna sound conceited or anything, but I'm pretty hot. Mother Nature has been very kind to me since I've left my akward teen years. Now I'm all woman and got the C-cups to match. But enough about that. I'm pretty sure my senior year would've been prettystress free, seeing as I got early acceptance into UCLA. There was only one problem: him.

"Him" is my friend Twister's older brother Lars. He's always been a pain-in-the-ass and an all around jerk. He'd been trying to whomp my lil bro Otto and Twister for a long time, but he couldn't thanks to my involvement. Thank goodness for me I've never had to have a lcass with him. Until now.

I walked into my Chemistry 2 Honors class on the first day of school and looked around. Naturally, none of my friends were there. The only downside of being smarter than your friends is that they're never in any of your classes. I looked at the seating chart up on the board and found my lab table. I walked to the last table on the left and sat down, looking up at the board again to see that I had nobody next to me. Well, at least I had plenty of room for myself.

A boy walked in and handed a note to the teacher. "Last table on the left Mr. Rodriguez," said Ms. Wilder.

Rodriguez? Oh please don't tell me- "Hey Rocket dork." I opened my eyes to find Lars Rodriguez sitting next to me at the table. Damn my luck. I put on the nicest face I could muster up. "Hey Lars. Didn't expect to meet you here."

"I'm sure you didn't. I don't seem like an honors class kinda of person."

"No you don't. How-"

"Attention up here," Ms. Wilder called. "Okay, so now that you have your seats, I'd like you to meet your new lab partners; the people sitting next to you." I inwardly groaned after she said that. "Now, for this whole school year you and your partner will do all paired assignments and projects for this class together. You will eat, sleep, and breathe chemistry together." Everyone groaned and made disgruntled faces. "Well enough time wasted. Take out your text books and open them to page 1. Cop the list of vocabulary into your notebooks."

I slumped my head onto the table. Ahhh this year is gonna suck. I looked up to find Lars looking at me. "What?"

"Okay I know you're not my biggest fan but come on, I'm not a bad person," her whispered.

"Yeah, you're right. You're a horrible person," I whispered back ferociously.

"Wow what's with the anger?"

I looked at him with a death glare. "Are you serious? All my life you've made fun of and harassed me and my friends. It's like you live to make my life a living hell! When I finally think life's getting a little better, I get stuck partnered with you. It's freakin' ridiculous!"

"Regina stop talking!" I looked up and saw the whole class and Ms. Wilder staring at me.

"Sorry." I looked down at my notebook.

"And besides, you and I both know that's not how you used to feel." Just then the bell rang. I glanced up at him with wide eyes in complete shock. He gave me a satisfied smirk and walked away. Screw my life.