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It's all right, cause we're saved by the bell!

It was the last day of summer vacation and Zack Morris had every intention to spent it as leisurely as possible. The last twenty-four hours of lazy freedom before being confined to the suffocating walls of Bayside High, having to pretend to worry about homework he'd never make, being scolded and sent to detention by his good pal principal Belding, having to get up at unreasonable times in the morning to even get to school and watch as his former rival in love shows off his new girlfriend whom he had stolen right from underneath Zack's nose. Alright, stolen might not be the proper term as Kelly was the one who ultimately decided and knowing the cheerleader, she just followed her heart innocently and purely. He couldn't fault her, nor could he fault Slater for being the victor of her love. But it still sucked, nonetheless.

So many things had changed at the end of last school year. Slater and Kelly got together, Jessie's father remarried and she had to move away with her family which left the house next door creepily empty and abandoned. Jessie and Zack had been neighbors and friends since forever, the thick, old tree connecting his bedroom window with hers so they often visited each other unannounced for small talk or actual advice on situations. But with her gone, that tree was nothing more than a tree.

Zack intended to spend all day in bed, sleeping, dreaming, being as lazy as he could be. Unfortunately, sleeping in was not begrudged upon the young troublemaker as several moving vans pulled into the street. The sound of the radio blasting from one of the vans made its way into Zack's room, he could feel his entire room vibrating as the music was intended for the entire moving party to hear and enjoy. Zack, however, could not appreciate the music at all.

In all their loud glory, the movers opened the back of the van and proceeded to unload every piece of furniture and every box inside. They yelled at each other, wondering where certain items belonged, yelling for help as objects were too heavy. A couple of "PIVOT!" cheers echoed through the otherwise soothingly quiet street.

The blond let out a very annoyed groan as he tossed his blankets off his body and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "You've got to be kidding me..." He muttered as he crawled out of the comfort of his bed and headed for the window, glancing down at the ruckus down. "Really? Now?" It was beyond his comprehension, selfishly, as to why people had chosen to move into the old Spano residence today. One day before the new school year, and at this - for Zack - ungodly hour of ten in the morning. Zack watched as men in matching overalls continued to lift furniture and boxes from the van towards the house. A few minutes later, another car parked behind the vans and three more people got out.

There was a man, possibly somewhere in his very late thirties or early forties, with brown hair that seemed to have started to fade on the sides, as well as a younger man who looked the same age, if not a tad older, than Zack himself. His brown hair was styled with a taper fade and his build seemed quite muscular, even bulkier than Slater. Zack assumed he was a jock. His eye caught of light of the third and final person getting out of the car. The only girl in the company who seemed to be about his age and from a distance was probably the same height as Lisa. Her dark locks were tied into two low hanging braids that reached just past her shoulders. Though the three of them hovered around the car for a moment, his eyes were glued to the girl below. Zack was known to be a heartbreaker himself, chasing after every girl that caught his eye until he had his eyes set on Kelly. With his battle for her love now lost, Zack was a free man and couldn't help but feel interested in seeing the fresh face in town.

The man told the two teenagers some things before marching towards the moving van. The boy seemed to be talking as the girl took in the overall look of the house before her gaze moved to the connecting houses on each side. Her eyes connected with his as he continued staring out of the window, she wore a blank expression as Zack flashed her a charming smile in a first attempt to impress her. The boy by her side turned to look at her as she failed to answer whatever he had been asking, before following her gaze up to the window. A bothered frown etched his brows together as he swung his arm around the smaller girl's frame and pulled her away towards the house.

Zack wondered what his deal was, did the girl bring her boyfriend to move with them or was he dealing with an overly protective brother? Either way, it didn't scare him away from the thought that he totally had a shot with the new girl.

He had never gotten dressed as quickly as he had done, especially not on a Sunday. But Zack didn't want to waste any time on leaving a good impression on the girl he had set his eyes on. After all, the moment this girl would set foot in Bayside, there would plenty of guys trying to pick up on this catch as well as plenty of girls who could ruin his reputation with... well, his scheming reputation. And if it were to turn out the girl was transferred to Valley High, he had plenty of time to scare her with all the rumors he could think of concerning their rival school. All was fair in love and war, right?

Putting on his most charming smile, Zack marched up to the girl who had just emerged from the house and headed for the car to pick up some of the things she hadn't stored in the moving van. He assumed these were fragile or important things she wanted to protect herself.

"Hiya, the name's Zack Morris," he introduced himself as he casually leaned against the car, extending his hand towards the girl. "I'm your personal welcoming committee."

The girl turned to look at Zack with the same blank expression she carried when she stared up at him in the window, then glanced down to his hand. There was a brief moment where her arm moved in order to shake his, but Zack's hand was snatched by a larger, firmer handshake belonging to the young boy that swooped in between them.

"Jordan Connor," He told the blonde firmly, Zack could tell he was tightening his grip on his hand to a somewhat painful level and he had to bite his tongue to avoid reacting. "You live next door, huh?"

"Uh- Y-yes!" Zack replied, somewhat desperately trying to pull his hand out of the handshake before clearing his throat and retrieving his composure. "As your next door neighbor, I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood." His gaze then turned back to the slightly smaller girl, another charming grin pulling on the edges of his lips. "And you are?"

"My younger sister, Amelia." Jordan was quick to reply before the girl even had a chance to open her mouth. His tendency to speak for her seemed to slightly annoy the girl as she glared up at him, prompting her elbow into his side.

"I can speak for myself, you know?"

"Just because you can doesn't mean you should... " Jordan replied, rolling his eyes before grabbing another box from the trunk of the car. "Stop wasting time, let's unload and unpack."

Jordan glared at Zack for a moment before walking towards the front door with the box. Both teens stared at him before Zack leaning in ever so slightly. "Is he always this grumpy?"

"Only if he's lacking sleep..." Amelia's voice was accompanied with a soft giggle of amusement which Zack somehow found endearing. "Please excuse him, we've been driving almost non-stop for the last three days just to get here."

"Wow, three days?" Zack repeated with a slight hint of surprise in his voice. "Where you guys from?"

"New York."

"Ah, the big apple, huh?"

She nodded slightly to his statement. "That's what they call it. False advertisement though, the apples are quite averagely sized actually." Amelia's lips parted into an embarrassed smile before shaking her head. "Sorry... That was... A very poor attempt at being funny."

"No! No! Are you kidding?" Zack quickly responded before letting out loud and very obviously faked laugh at the pun. "Averagely sized! It's hilarious!"

"Nice try," Amelia grinned, it was nice that he tried making her feel less embarrassed or awkward by laughing along but honestly, he wasn't fooling anyone.

"So, what school are you going to?"

"Bayside High," Amelia replied which sent Zack cheering internally as he had hoped the girl would be transferring to his school.

"You know, my best friend used to live in that house..." Zack trailed off, looking up at the former Spano residence for a moment before looking at her, "I could totally show you around the house, free of charge!"

"Ah..." She hummed before a soft chuckle escaped her lips. It was obvious what kind of person she was dealing with, he wasn't just being friendly because she moved into the same neighborhood. He was trying to flirt with her, his first giveaway was the overly charming smile he kept flashing her whenever he looked down at her. But Amelia wasn't falling for it. "How very helpful, but I think I can manage to find my way around my own house, thank you."

"You never know, it's a pretty big house and you're new so..."

"I think I can manage, I have a map drawn out and everything!" She couldn't fight the urge to roll her eyes at his persistence, reaching over to grab one of the boxes from the trunk.

"Or, I could help you carry some stuff inside? That looks heavy!" He quickly moved, wanting to take the box from her hands but she pulled away from him.

"It's not that heavy," she assured him. "Besides, we are paying these movers too much money to have you do their work for free."

"Oh, I won't oppose payment!" Zack continued to block her path, throwing in his signature chuckle as he wasn't backing off from his pursuit. Though it amused him greatly that she was trying to play hard to get. "I even take payment in kind, say... A date?"

"Wow, and no time was wasted with that one, huh?" She didn't sound impressed, nor did she sound insulted or annoyed. Actually, Zack couldn't really read her reaction at all which confused him. Normally his antics drew one of two reactions; either people would swoon and fall for his charming smile and words, or he'd get flat out rejected.

"Isn't that why they say no time like the present?"

"Is that why?" Her voice mocked his explanation of which he seemed so convinced. But honestly, she was tired from the move and had plenty of things on her mind to even consider dating, especially since she hadn't even been in town for more than an hour.

"Lia!" Zack wanted to speak but another voice interrupted him and soon the taller, muscular boy was by their side. He couldn't fail to notice that Jordan took care in stopping exactly in between the two of them as if guarding the path to his younger sister. "Is this punk bothering you, or what?"

"Punk?" Zack raised an eyebrow at the insult, turning to the boy with a scoff.

"No, we were actually about to say goodbye." Amelia shook her head, glancing at Zack before throwing him a somewhat apologetic smile. "Thanks for the warm greeting, neighbor. I'm sure we'll see each other at school."

Amelia backtracked a few steps before fully turning around and heading towards the house with the box of belongings. Zack stared at her, his lips once again curling up into a grin as the sudden and unfamiliar sense of actually wanting to go to school in the morning washed over him. His vision was blocked by the slightly taller male who glanced down at him.

"I'll be watching you..." He threatened before heading towards the house himself. "So don't get any ideas, surfer boy!"

"Duly noted." He nodded, backing away ever so slightly as the boy reached over for the final box in the trunk, promptly marching back to the house. Still, Zack was grinning. No, it was a smirk. He had never been this eager to start school, but this was going to turn out to be a great year after all.

Well there we go, the first chapter of hopefully a long lasting and definitely necessary Saved By The Bell story. Yes, I did write out Jessie and I won't mention a specific season to give myself a bit more creative liberty and avoid quick writers' block. I hope you guys will still like this story after all!