In this, all the ninja go to school.

For the next few short stories, it'll take place when the ninja are in high school. In this it's a Zane X Angel thing, but if you want me to make a part 2 of it just ask.

Short Story #1: High School

Zane Julien sat at his desk listening attentively to what his health teacher was talking about. They were just reviewing over the reproductive system which was amazingly easy to him, sometimes he thought he was a robot programmed to be perfect. A perfect student, the perfect leader of the Math Athletes (Mathletes), the perfect leader of the debate team and the perfect captain of the Senior Boys' football team.

Suddenly Mr. Aaronson started passing out sheets of papers…He knew it. He had predicted a pop quiz today which he studied for.

Everyone but him groaned as they saw the papers were a multiple choice quiz after all. He simply pulled out a pencil. "Begin." The teacher said and then sat at his desk, reading a book. Zane began to answer the questions at a normal speed, but he hardly had to think since he remembered almost everything he had studied a night prior.

Zane finished his quiz and placed his pencil down. He then reached into his backpack and pulled out a copy of the play Romeo and Juliet, he'd need to study it for Literature which he had after lunch. He heard an angered grunt beside him…Zane looked over to see a girl struggling with the quiz paper, thinking hard about the answers…

Her face was covered by her black and dark purple streaked hair, her pale hand was placed on the side of her head as she tried to focus and her finger nails were painted navy blue. She wore a dark purple tank which hugged her body tightly, but revealed a bit of her stomach, showing a fake dark purple gem belly button piercing. There was a tattoo of a black rose on her arm. Her dark black jeans were practically a second skin, only cut off by a few purposely done rips and tears. And she wore a pair of purple Vans which seemed to be put through war by the way they were worn repeatedly.

He recognized her…She was one of the girls that hung out in the parking lot and rode a motorcycle to school; Angel…Something…Angelina Hunter? Yes, that was it. He knew her because she always came into the school office (he was also an office assistant) for getting in trouble. That and the fact that she used to bully him and his friends when they were younger. Her reputation softened slightly since then, but she still bullied his friends. He just learnt to avoid her. But she grew so attractive since middle school…

Angel looked up, sighing. The amount of makeup she was wearing was unnecessary but attractive; a solid dark purple color on her eye lids, black sparkled color under her eyes which he thought was called eye liner, mascara that lengthened her eye lashes, but she seemed to refuse to wear lip gloss or lipstick like other girls. But her lips were still naturally pinkish. As she brushed her hair behind her ear, he discovered there were at least four piercings in it. Angel's mesmerizing purple eyes shot around the room, looking for someone to cheat off of.

She finally saw Zane Julien staring at her. He was trying not to make it obvious, but it was; he was eyeing her. Angel smirked and he turned all the way to face her, smiling back. 'He does have a cute smile…' she admitted to herself.

His hair was bleach blonde and combed up, icy blue eyes that almost made her freeze, he had slightly pale skin which said he spent many hours inside studying, a tall height which beat her by a few inches and clean clothing; a white polo shirt, simple blue jeans with no design that slightly covered the white sneakers he had on, a gold watch and sweet small and thin lips. Perfect target, but she couldn't spend time bullying him, time was almost up and she needed to pass this dumb class. Angel pulled out a scrap piece of paper and quickly jotted down a note. "You're the Julien kid, right? The smart and cute one?' she knew very well who he was; every parent and teacher's dream, but the flirting would get him to let her cheat off him.

Angel handed him the note with a sly smile and Zane took it slowly, their fingers brushed at the transaction, making him blush slightly. Angel pulled her hand away when he got the note, but she found herself blushing too. 'Why am I blushing…?' she thought, looking down until it went away. Zane read over the note before picking up his pencil to write back in an almost perfected cursive style. "Yes, and you are Angelina Hunter?" he folded the note neatly and then handed it back to her.

Angel took the note quickly to avoid being seen by the teacher. Zane took a sudden deep breath. He had never passed notes in class before because he never wanted to risk his clean slate in school. But somehow this girl had influenced him to do so…Suddenly he was poked in the arm again. Navy blue fingernails were holding onto a note. He took it back and unraveled the paper gently. "Yeah, I am. So I hear you're a real whiz about this stuff. Can you help me out? I can't fail this year or my parents will put me in boarding school." He read.

Zane felt a strange urge to help her. He had the power to…Since he was an office assistant, the principal trusted him to organize events on the school's official computer. He could control the student's grades as well…He quickly wrote back. "I can control grades of students because the principal trusts me. I cannot let you cheat right now, but perhaps I can change some of your grades this afternoon." He handed the note back to her. He knew very well if he was caught his permanent record would be butchered, but he couldn't care less at the moment.

Angel hid an evil grin. Getting him was amazingly easy! And she wouldn't fail. She switched to a sweet smile aimed at him. "Thanks," she whispered, then blew him a kiss from her lips.

Zane's heart pounded, almost feeling the kiss land on his cheek. "Ms. Hunter, Mr. Julien you can work on your flirting after class, right now eyes forward and no cheating." The teacher called from his desk. The class was filled with snickering after that and Angel just smiled. Zane blushed deeply and sunk into his chair, hiding his face.

After school…

Zane walked into the school office with Angel following him. "Oh no, what did you do again, sweetie?" the secretary asked as she saw Angel.

Angel shook her head. "I'm not trouble, I'm here with a friend." She gestured towards Zane.

Ms. Earns smiled. "Oh thank goodness, but try not to get in trouble at all anymore."

"No promises." Angel smirked, and then followed Zane into the filing room.

The room was dark until the teenage boy flipped the light switch. He locked the door and Angel looked all around, file cabinets were everywhere and just in the corner was a MacBook desktop. "So how are you gonna' do it?" she asked.

Zane walked to a file cabinet and pulled the second to top drawer open. Several files were inside labeled with the surnames of students; Harris…Hansen…Harper…Hindan…

He finally pulled up a file titled Hunter. "This is your file." He said, showing it to her. Inside were several papers of her information; her full name, her picture, her birth date, past schools she went to or got kicked out of and several copies of detention slips. But within the information was a code; XCR257N8T3. He pointed to the code. "With this code, I can sign into your account that keeps track of your grades…" he sat at the computer and typed the code in swiftly.

Angel stood behind him, watching. Suddenly a file of her report card popped onto the screen, showing several F's, two D's and one C minus. In overall, her Grade Point Average was a straight D. He clicked her Health grade and changed it to a B, Math was turned into an A, he made Chemistry a B minus and he gave her a C plus in History. He was careful not to make her grades perfect, otherwise people would notice if a rebel was suddenly on the honor roll. "And…Now your Grade Point Average is a B plus." He said. Angel wrapped her arms around Zane from behind and kissed his cheek. "Thanks,"

Part of her insisted it was for her own good, but the other part said she wanted to kiss him.

The small kiss sent a shock through his body, making a warm blush rise in his cheeks. "You are welcome…" he said.

…

Zane walked Angel to her motorcycle. He had football practice in twenty minutes, so he wouldn't get to spend more time with the rebel. "Seriously, thanks." She said, putting her arms around his neck.

He blushed as she breathed against his neck. Angel placed a small soft kiss on his neck and then moved back up to kiss his lips. Their lips locked and he grabbed her waist, moaning into her mouth.

They leaned slightly against her bike as he gripped the belt of her jeans tightly. She reached up and tangled her fingers in his blonde strands of hair, enjoying the kiss. Wait, enjoying it?! She wasn't into him; he was a preppy guy that was not her type! Then why didn't she feel like letting him go…? And why was her heart pounding so quickly? Their chests pressed together as he moved closer.

Okay…Regular preppy boys didn't kiss like this. She pushed him away slightly, catching her breath. The two didn't even notice the football team walking by, four of Zane's best friends; Kai, Jay, Cole and Lloyd stopped and watched them. He was still holding her waist and she still had her arms wrapped around his neck.

The second kiss was shorter, but still shocked Zane's friends. "Isn't that Angel Hunter?" Lloyd whispered.

"That's the bitch that made my sister cry." Jay growled. "And Zane's dating her?"

"No, he'd say something to us, right?" Cole said, shocked.

"Well apparently he's got something going on with her if they're kissing." Kai said with wide eyes.

Angel pulled away slightly, still holding him close. "I have to go." She said, letting him go.

Zane still held onto her waist. "Are you positive you do not want to watch football practice?"

"Nah, I'm sure if I don't get home soon my mom's gonna' rip my head off." She frowned, playing with the collar of his shirt. "By the way…On Thursday can you help me study?"

He nodded. "Of course." He let go of her waist finally.

They had only just met but it took merely hours for Angel to break through his shell. She gripped his shirt tightly and pulled him into one last kiss which he returned gratefully. His cool hand rested on her lower back and discovered she had a tattoo there too, one of an angel with black wings. She pulled away, smirking. "See you later." She let go of him and climbed onto her motorcycle.

"And I will see you again?" he asked to make sure.

"Duh but to make sure…" she pulled out what looked like a curved black stick. He raised a brow, but saw it was a pocket knife when she flipped the sharp blade out. She flipped the blade back in and handed it to him. "I'm gonna' want my knife back so, I'll have to come back and get it."

Zane smiled and slid it into his pocket. Angel put on her dark purple and striped helmet before starting her motorcycle. She waved at him before speeding off. He watched her until she left school grounds and waited until the sound of the bike faded. He sighed and turned back around to find his friends staring him down. Jay didn't even hesitate;

"ARE YOU NUTS?! THAT CHICK IS THE BADDEST CHICK THAT EVER LIVED! SHE EVEN MADE JAYLEENE CRY ONE TIME! SHE'S A BITCH! AND NOT A POPULAR, GIRLY BITCH, STRAIGHT UP BAD. ASS. BITCH! SHE EVEN BEAT DOWN A GUY FOR ACCIDENTLY BUMPING INTO HER! AND ARE YOU FORGETTING SHE BULLIED ALL OF US IN MIDDLE SCHOOL?!"

"Yeah and have you heard the myth about her name?!" Kai exclaimed. "Angelina Hunter, A.K.A. Angel Hunter! They say she's so cruel she hunts down angels! Anyone who hunts angels is bad. News."

"Dude, you know hanging out with her will mess you up!" Lloyd yelled.

"And I'm sure your dad's gonna' freak when he hears about this!" Cole said, pulling out his cellphone.

Zane glared at him and swiped the cell out of his hands. "My father will not know about this unless you wish to be beaten until you have bled to death." He growled. "Jay, the past is the past so shut the fuck up about it!" Even Zane was shocked by his sudden swearing. "Kai, there's a reason it is called a myth, her names are just put together in a coincidental circumstance, I doubt that she hunts down angels!"

He turned to Lloyd. "And Lloyd, we all know your father is worse than Angel, she may be a rebel but she hasn't killed anyone or robbed a bank! And, your sister, Marceline is Angelina's best friend as I recall. And Angel will not change me! You are always around your father who is bad and yet you yourself are nothing like him!" he took a deep breath after he finished. "Now we must go to football practice, we have a game against Brook Heights High School tomorrow." He walked off, leaving his friends with wide eyes.

"Dude, my cellphone…" Cole frowned, looking down at the broken device.

…

"Zane, when did you get home?" Dr. Julien asked as he saw his son standing at the kitchen stove.

"Only ten minutes prior…" he said, mixing the sauce to go with his spaghetti later on. He could swear he saw Angel's face in it for a minute. He shook his head. No, she was distracting him…He continued to mix.

"Well, where are your friends? They usually come over after school."

"No, they…They had to do some things." He lied. For the first time he felt shunned from his friends, like he was unwelcome, only because he was attracted to Angel.

"Oh, well then how was school?" his dad sat down at the counter.

Zane went silent for a moment. "I think I am in love…" he answered, not thinking. It took a short moment for him to realize what had come out of his mouth. "NO! I-I meant to say…Uh…"

Dr. Julien smiled. "It's okay, Zane. Now, tell me how this girl is."

…

When Angel got home, she threw her motorcycle helmet down on the floor in her room and kicked off her worn out Vans. She collapsed onto her bed, picking up her sketchbook and a pencil. What would she draw today…? She thought for a moment before starting to sketch randomly. That's when she realized what the drawing was turning out to be…A boy, with bleach blonde hair and ice blue eyes…

"Fuck." She mumbled, turning to another page. Again, she ended up drawing a boy; Zane holding a girl with dark purple/black hair by her waist.

She shook her head and tossed the book away, then she picked up her IPod. She put on her headphones and selected a random song. In the middle of the song, she realized what she was listening to.

I like your smile, I like your vibe, I like your style, but that's not why I love you~ …I like the way you're such a star, but that's why I love you. Hey, do you feel, do you feel me? Do you feel what I feel too?

She tore her headphones off and threw them down. "I'm not in love, I'm not in love, I'm not in love…" she repeated to herself, shutting her eyes tightly. Then things began to turn… "I'm in love…I'm in love…I'm-WHAT?! Fuck!" she jumped up and grabbed her cellphone.

Quickly, the teen dialed her best friend's number. "Yo," Marceline Garmadon picked up the phone. They were friends since fourth grade when Angel beat up a girl for messing with Marceline in the girl's bathroom. They were closer than anything ever since. "Marceline…Hey, I'm in love." She said, without thinking. It took a while for her to realize what she said. "I'm mean…I meant to say…"

"Alright, spill. Who is it?"

"Zane Julien." She spat quickly.

"That preppy guy that hangs out with my brother?"

"Yeah…" Angel sighed.

"Okay. WHAT. THE. FUCK?"

A/N: Again if you want me to write a part 2 of Zane and Angel in high school, ask me. The next few shorts will feature the ninja in high school. I'm still working on "Ninjago Next Generation" so don't hate.