Okayu, first of all, this is *AU*. Therefore, all characters are being
decharacterised in a way, because they're not in their normal enviroment.
This is set in a high school in America, and yes, I *do* realise that Dylan
wouldn't go to school at the same time, and Harper was on Earth, but note
the abreviation at the top. AU. Means I can use my author's licence to do
whatever the hell I want!
Disclaimer: Concidering this is *fanfic*, I'm guessing you *know* I don't own them, right? All I own is a couple of pennies, a piece of card saying I'm a library member, tickets to the BTVS Halloween ball! Yay! And the plot. Except for the bit that I tell you I kinda borrowed. If ya want it, talk to me at slay_gal2002@ hotmail.com.
Feedback: Do you know an author who doesn't want it? Cos I would like their autograph. Sure, stories are fun to write, but feedback is more fun!
Beka held up a top to herself, and stared at it, her head on one side. First day of her senior year, and she was already nervous. It had something to do with her best friend, Erica Maru (A/N : I couldn't resist) leaving at the end of last semester, and Eri was going to a new school in Pennsylvania this fall. Beka was now going to a new school, Ascendant High.
She threw down the top, and pulled another from her dresser.
"Beka?" her mother called. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah Mom! Coming!" Moving quickly, she pulled the top on, and did it up. She admired herself in the mirror. Yup, this would have to do. She grabbed her backpack, just as her mother called again.
"Rebeka Valentine! Get your 17 year old butt down here *now*!" Obviously, her five second time limit to get to school was making her mom cranky. She smiled at herself, blew a kiss at the mirror, and ran.
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Rommie looked at her best friend in disbelief.
"So your cousin is coming?" she asked. Dylan nodded.
He looks so cute when he does that.bad thoughts!
"Yeah, he's transfering from Boston. My aunt and uncle have moved," he replied.
"So what's he like?" Rommie asked curiously, waiting for the lights to change to green.
"I dunno. A guy!" Dylan laughed. Rommie slapped his arm.
"No! I mean, what's he look like?" she asked. Dylan pulled out a photo.
"Do you generally keep photos of your cousin in your pocket?" she teased.
"Rommie!"
"Just asking!" She looked at the photo. The guy was shortish, with spiky blond hair, and a wicked grin. His bright blue eyes beamed at the camera.
"He's kinda cute!" she said.
"No he's not!" Dylan said quickly.
"Jealous much?" Rommie teased, as the school loomed ahead.
"NO!"
"Awfully defensive, aren't we?"
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Trance ran a hand through her hair, then grabbed a couple of clips, and secured it back. She gave a teensy smile at her reflection.
"Trance, honey! School in fifteen minutes!" her dad called.
"Coming Dad!" she called back, then poured a little water into the dish her bonsai tree stood in on her desk.
First day of school. Hope I meet some friends! she thought, as she made her way to school.
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Beka walked to her new locker, muttering the combination under her breath.
"56, 12, 38. 56, 12, 38."
"That's the way to get your stuff stolen," someone told her.
"Er, thanks. Who are you?" she asked, staring at the guy in front of her.
"Harper. Seamus Harper, but don't call me Seamus. It's a closely guarded secret that it actually exists,' he told her, with a little grin.
"Then why did you tell me?" she asked, smiling back.
"Well, I figured I could try out this James Bond thing. And it doesn't really work unless you have two names, so I told you. Won't do it again ma'am, I promise!" he laughed.
"Okay. What homeroom are you in?" she siad, smiling again.
"Erm, a Mr Fargner, do you know him?" he saiid, reading the name off a small piece of paper.
"Yeah! Well, no, he's my homeroom tutor. I kinda just started here. I can come with you, only wait a second because I have to.." she gestured at the locker.
"Right. 56, 12, 38." He replied. "I'd better go, see ya."
"Hang on!" she said, and then looked up. Harper had gone.
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Tyr walked into the guidance councillor's office.
"What have you done *this* time, Anasasi(A/N: I admit it, I can't spell his name) ?" said Ms Darel, wearily.
"Nothing. I just got told to come here."
"Original. I haven't heard that one since eighth grade, Tyr!" she said, smiling slightly. "No, what did you do?"
"Nothing," he replied, stressing the word. "You told my homeroom teacher you wanted to see me."
" Oh, yes, I forgot!" she said, slapping her forehead. Tyr gave her an expression that told her exactly what he thought of her forgetting that.
"Yes, how is the situation with the foster parents going?" she inquired. Tyr's expression froze. He folded his arms.
"Fine," he replied icily.
"Don't give me that. I've known you since you were five years old, coming in here with finger paint on your jeans. Now, we will talk later. Now scoot." He still stood there.
"Scoot!"
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Beka walked into her homeroom, and instantly recognised an old friend.
"Rommie!" she said loudly, and then blushed when everyone turned to look at her.
"I gather, Ms Valentine, that you have found someone to sit with?" Mr Fargner's sarcastic tones went straight over her head.
"Yes, thank you sir,' she replied, and hurried over to sit by her friend.
"Wow! I totally forgot you go here!" Beka said, sliding in beside Rommie.
"Yeah. I haven't seen you for ages!"
"My mom. I got sent to school with my aunt, it was all girls. She thought it would be better. And then my aunt got sick, and moved back here, and I go here now," Beka replied.
"Er, hi," Dylan said with a small smile.
"Oh, I forgot. This is Dylan Hunt, my best friend. This is Beka Valentine, Dee," Rommie said, jabbing Dylan in the ribs.
"Okay! Enough with the pain! Hi, I'm Dylan, as Rommie said," he greeted Beka, sticking his hand out, while rubbing his side with the other. He flashed a dark look at Rommie.
"Valentine, is it?' he asked, curiously, with a grin.
"Oh, haha. How original. Do you know how many guys pick up on that?" she replied, rolling her eyes..
"Obviously a sore point, then!" he joked, and Beka saw a small look of pain flash across Rommie's face.
She's got the hots for him, she realised.
Just then, the door to homeroom opened, and a young girl dashed in.
"Ms Gemini, I presume?" Mr Fargner was down right frosty now.
The girl blushed painfully. "Uh, yeah, I mean, yes, sir. Trance Gemini. "
"You may sit over there," he replied, pointing at the empty seat next to Dylan.
"Thank you," she said quietly, and scuttled to her seat, still blushing.
"Hi, I'm Dylan,' Dylan said, sticking his hand out.
"I'm Trance," she replied.
"Cool name!" said Rommie, sticking her head over Dylan's arm.
"Thanks," Trance replied shyly.
"So I'm Rommie, and this is Beka," Rommie said, pointing to Beka.
"Hi," Beka said. Trance gave a teensy wave.
"So who are the people in this year?" Beka asked Rommie.
"well, there's the normal jocks, and cheerleader types, but there's one person you really have to avoid," Rommie began.
The door to homeroom once more opened, and banged. Everyone jumped, including the teacher.
"This is way past the time for homeroom!" he exclaimed. "Now who is so late that they only turn up *after* the registers have been and gone. He took in the tall, well built black guy standing in the doorway.
"Oh yes. Our resident troublemaker. Tyr Anasi. Take a seat, and don't be this late again!" the teacher warned.
Tyr took a seat at the back of the classroom, passing the four sitting in the middle.
*very* nice ass! Beka found herself thinking. Then spent half a minute telling herself she was an idiot.
"Speak of the devil," Rommie muttered.
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A/N: I would be psyched if someone could tell me how to spell Tyr's surname. And I know that Tyr's little scene with te guidance councillor was kinda like 10 things, but it is my favourite movie! So I don't own that.
Disclaimer: Concidering this is *fanfic*, I'm guessing you *know* I don't own them, right? All I own is a couple of pennies, a piece of card saying I'm a library member, tickets to the BTVS Halloween ball! Yay! And the plot. Except for the bit that I tell you I kinda borrowed. If ya want it, talk to me at slay_gal2002@ hotmail.com.
Feedback: Do you know an author who doesn't want it? Cos I would like their autograph. Sure, stories are fun to write, but feedback is more fun!
Beka held up a top to herself, and stared at it, her head on one side. First day of her senior year, and she was already nervous. It had something to do with her best friend, Erica Maru (A/N : I couldn't resist) leaving at the end of last semester, and Eri was going to a new school in Pennsylvania this fall. Beka was now going to a new school, Ascendant High.
She threw down the top, and pulled another from her dresser.
"Beka?" her mother called. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah Mom! Coming!" Moving quickly, she pulled the top on, and did it up. She admired herself in the mirror. Yup, this would have to do. She grabbed her backpack, just as her mother called again.
"Rebeka Valentine! Get your 17 year old butt down here *now*!" Obviously, her five second time limit to get to school was making her mom cranky. She smiled at herself, blew a kiss at the mirror, and ran.
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Rommie looked at her best friend in disbelief.
"So your cousin is coming?" she asked. Dylan nodded.
He looks so cute when he does that.bad thoughts!
"Yeah, he's transfering from Boston. My aunt and uncle have moved," he replied.
"So what's he like?" Rommie asked curiously, waiting for the lights to change to green.
"I dunno. A guy!" Dylan laughed. Rommie slapped his arm.
"No! I mean, what's he look like?" she asked. Dylan pulled out a photo.
"Do you generally keep photos of your cousin in your pocket?" she teased.
"Rommie!"
"Just asking!" She looked at the photo. The guy was shortish, with spiky blond hair, and a wicked grin. His bright blue eyes beamed at the camera.
"He's kinda cute!" she said.
"No he's not!" Dylan said quickly.
"Jealous much?" Rommie teased, as the school loomed ahead.
"NO!"
"Awfully defensive, aren't we?"
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Trance ran a hand through her hair, then grabbed a couple of clips, and secured it back. She gave a teensy smile at her reflection.
"Trance, honey! School in fifteen minutes!" her dad called.
"Coming Dad!" she called back, then poured a little water into the dish her bonsai tree stood in on her desk.
First day of school. Hope I meet some friends! she thought, as she made her way to school.
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Beka walked to her new locker, muttering the combination under her breath.
"56, 12, 38. 56, 12, 38."
"That's the way to get your stuff stolen," someone told her.
"Er, thanks. Who are you?" she asked, staring at the guy in front of her.
"Harper. Seamus Harper, but don't call me Seamus. It's a closely guarded secret that it actually exists,' he told her, with a little grin.
"Then why did you tell me?" she asked, smiling back.
"Well, I figured I could try out this James Bond thing. And it doesn't really work unless you have two names, so I told you. Won't do it again ma'am, I promise!" he laughed.
"Okay. What homeroom are you in?" she siad, smiling again.
"Erm, a Mr Fargner, do you know him?" he saiid, reading the name off a small piece of paper.
"Yeah! Well, no, he's my homeroom tutor. I kinda just started here. I can come with you, only wait a second because I have to.." she gestured at the locker.
"Right. 56, 12, 38." He replied. "I'd better go, see ya."
"Hang on!" she said, and then looked up. Harper had gone.
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Tyr walked into the guidance councillor's office.
"What have you done *this* time, Anasasi(A/N: I admit it, I can't spell his name) ?" said Ms Darel, wearily.
"Nothing. I just got told to come here."
"Original. I haven't heard that one since eighth grade, Tyr!" she said, smiling slightly. "No, what did you do?"
"Nothing," he replied, stressing the word. "You told my homeroom teacher you wanted to see me."
" Oh, yes, I forgot!" she said, slapping her forehead. Tyr gave her an expression that told her exactly what he thought of her forgetting that.
"Yes, how is the situation with the foster parents going?" she inquired. Tyr's expression froze. He folded his arms.
"Fine," he replied icily.
"Don't give me that. I've known you since you were five years old, coming in here with finger paint on your jeans. Now, we will talk later. Now scoot." He still stood there.
"Scoot!"
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Beka walked into her homeroom, and instantly recognised an old friend.
"Rommie!" she said loudly, and then blushed when everyone turned to look at her.
"I gather, Ms Valentine, that you have found someone to sit with?" Mr Fargner's sarcastic tones went straight over her head.
"Yes, thank you sir,' she replied, and hurried over to sit by her friend.
"Wow! I totally forgot you go here!" Beka said, sliding in beside Rommie.
"Yeah. I haven't seen you for ages!"
"My mom. I got sent to school with my aunt, it was all girls. She thought it would be better. And then my aunt got sick, and moved back here, and I go here now," Beka replied.
"Er, hi," Dylan said with a small smile.
"Oh, I forgot. This is Dylan Hunt, my best friend. This is Beka Valentine, Dee," Rommie said, jabbing Dylan in the ribs.
"Okay! Enough with the pain! Hi, I'm Dylan, as Rommie said," he greeted Beka, sticking his hand out, while rubbing his side with the other. He flashed a dark look at Rommie.
"Valentine, is it?' he asked, curiously, with a grin.
"Oh, haha. How original. Do you know how many guys pick up on that?" she replied, rolling her eyes..
"Obviously a sore point, then!" he joked, and Beka saw a small look of pain flash across Rommie's face.
She's got the hots for him, she realised.
Just then, the door to homeroom opened, and a young girl dashed in.
"Ms Gemini, I presume?" Mr Fargner was down right frosty now.
The girl blushed painfully. "Uh, yeah, I mean, yes, sir. Trance Gemini. "
"You may sit over there," he replied, pointing at the empty seat next to Dylan.
"Thank you," she said quietly, and scuttled to her seat, still blushing.
"Hi, I'm Dylan,' Dylan said, sticking his hand out.
"I'm Trance," she replied.
"Cool name!" said Rommie, sticking her head over Dylan's arm.
"Thanks," Trance replied shyly.
"So I'm Rommie, and this is Beka," Rommie said, pointing to Beka.
"Hi," Beka said. Trance gave a teensy wave.
"So who are the people in this year?" Beka asked Rommie.
"well, there's the normal jocks, and cheerleader types, but there's one person you really have to avoid," Rommie began.
The door to homeroom once more opened, and banged. Everyone jumped, including the teacher.
"This is way past the time for homeroom!" he exclaimed. "Now who is so late that they only turn up *after* the registers have been and gone. He took in the tall, well built black guy standing in the doorway.
"Oh yes. Our resident troublemaker. Tyr Anasi. Take a seat, and don't be this late again!" the teacher warned.
Tyr took a seat at the back of the classroom, passing the four sitting in the middle.
*very* nice ass! Beka found herself thinking. Then spent half a minute telling herself she was an idiot.
"Speak of the devil," Rommie muttered.
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A/N: I would be psyched if someone could tell me how to spell Tyr's surname. And I know that Tyr's little scene with te guidance councillor was kinda like 10 things, but it is my favourite movie! So I don't own that.
