Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Friday Night Lights or Tim…But if I did…Oh baby. Right. I do not own FNL so don't sue me. It's not a nice thing to do, especially to me, because I like you people, really, all of you, okay not you people who'll want to flame and probably will, but the rest of you I love.
Author's Note: I know, I know I should be focusing on my Four Brother's fic, but I'm a bad person and started reading Friday Night Lights ones and I'm hooked. I blame all of you, mostly Pamie884. But I love you all. Anywho, here I go. Be nice to me, if you have a suggestion, be nice about it, it's all my fragile spirit can take.
Being the new girl in a small, very small, very, very small Texas town was in no way, shape or form in Bri's five year plan. Getting away from California was at the top of her list, but this was the last way she would have expected it to come about, she thought it would be in June of her senior year and she'd be heading of to some great Ivy League school on the East Coast. Dillon, Texas ruined her impeccable five year plan. Some ridiculous amount of money had lured her father there and it was his plan to stay there, to "get away from all the pressures of a big city" Yep, it was money, it had to be, he loved the "big city".
So, it being Bri's first day as a Dillon Panther, her father decided to give her a ride to school and pick her up afterwards, joy. As the two made their way into the main office of the school Bri noticed that everything was centered around football or so it seemed, she lifted her oversized Chanel sunglasses to rest atop her head and let out a heavy sigh.
"Please, don't be like that Brilien." Her father scolded. "It's really not that bad." His tone changed from scolding to comforting and he added a smile just for kicks.
She half smiled to him. "I know Dad, but I'm a planner and this was not in my plans, trust me, I looked a few times, it has nothing about Texas in there." She said with her hands on her hips as they reached the front desk where a pretty older woman met them with a friendly smile.
"Oh, dear, you must be the Murphy's!" She exclaimed with a southern drawl and clapped once with her hands. "Let me go get your papers sweetie. And let me just say we are thrilled that your family moved here. I am Mrs. Donahue, by the way."
"Yeah, not that bad…Suuure." She said as Mrs. Donahue shuffled her way into a room behind the front desk. "Dad, you know I don't trust country folk!" She said in a hushed tone sure that no one but her dad could hear her.
He chucked softly and patted Bri on her shoulder. "You watch too many horror movies, sweetie."
"Yeah, that's it Dad, blame it on the movies." She said nodding her head just as Mrs. Donahue mad her way shuffling out with a manila folder. Maybe Bri should call her "the shuffler" she was a fan of making up names like that, she was, after all, a people watcher, but not in the creepy "I'm watching you" way but just observing people and their actions and Mrs. Donahue was a shuffler.
"Here ya go darlin'" Mr. Donahue started pulling out all the papers. "You can go if you wish Mr. Murphy, I've got it taken care of."
This must be where they brainwash me to be a mindless football fan! Bri thought to herself as her father kissed her cheek and said goodbye. Mrs. Donahue showed Bri her schedule, her locker number and combination, the school map, and highlighted the best ways to each of her classes and circled exactly where her locker was located with a red pen. What a helpful woman. Bri thought to herself sarcastically but she just smiled and nodded not letting on the she was bored out of her mind as Mrs. Donahue droned on about how exciting having her family in town was and of course Panther football. Finally Mrs. Donahue ended her on-sided conversation.
"Thank you so very much Mrs. Donahue, you were a huge help!" Bri said taking the manila folder and headed toward the door.
"Oh Brilien, dear!" Mrs. Donahue called in a sweet voice, Bri turned on her heel and slapped on her best smile. "I sure hope to see your whole family at the game this Friday, it's the first one of the season."
"I will try my darndest to get the whole clan there." She replied still smiling and her face was starting to hurt so she let it down a notch or two, she pitied anyone who had to smile for a living.
"Alright sweetie, I'll let you go off to your first class, I bet ya just can't wait to get in there can ya?"
Bri's painful smile came as if on cue. "Ya caught me Mrs. Donahue!"
"Please honey, call me Donna!"
Bri was getting a little sick of her pet names for her, and Donna Donahue, you have got to be kidding. "Alright Donna, I'll be seein' ya."
"You betcha, sweets."
Free at last, free at last. Bri made it out of the deathly grips of Donna Donahue alive! Thank the lord! Bri open the manila folder and took out the map as she made her way to her first class, trigonometry, math mathematics was not Bri's strong point, she excelled in all her classes but that one, she was usually the one left behind saying 'huh?' But other then that and gym her schedule was rather satisfactory. AP English, French 3, art, and AP chemistry. No complaints.
Bri was wondering the halls trying to find the C building then room 123, he endeavor was beginning to look like a failure, until she saw someone who looked to be a staff member walking the halls, probably watching for trouble makers, Bri made her way up to her with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Brilien Murphy and I'm new here, not to mention completely lost, do you mind showing me my way to C123, the map I got in the office isn't really helping me."
"Oh, yes! Brilien, we're glad you're here! But first of all, the C wing is in the opposite direction." She said pointing the other way. "I'm Mrs. Taylor, by they way. I'm Coach Taylor's wife and the guidance counselor." She said leading Bri in the way of the C building and offering her hand for Bri to shake.
"Hi, Mrs. Taylor, it's a pleasure to meet you." She said accepting her hand and shaking it. After a long silence Bri spoke up. "I'm sorry but I have to know, does everyone already know who I am?" She said with dread evident in her voice.
Tami looked at Bri remorsefully. "Yeah, pretty much. Your family moving here is kind of big news here in Dillon."
"Splendid" She said sarcastically.
"Sorry," Tami said, and she really was. As they reached their destination Tami stopped. "Well here we are Brilien. Best of luck. If you have any problems at all, please, please come to my office, I'll be more than happy to help you out, sweetie. And here's a late pass for you incase Mr. Walters doesn't accept that you're new & got lost" She said handing her a blue laminated pass.
"Thank you Mrs. Taylor I really appreciate your help." She said taking the note and smiling. She slowly opened the classroom door and automatically all eyes were on her. Great, just what I need. Attention. She thought to herself as she made her way up to the front of the class where Mr. Walters was sitting at his desk watching his students almost mockingly. "Hi Mr. Walters? I'm Brili-"
She was cut off by Mr. Walters "Yes, Brilien Murphy, our newest addition. Why are you late Miss?" His voice had a high and mighty tone to it. She hated him right off the bat.
"I got lost, sir."
"Of course you did." He said not believing her.
She pulled out her pass the Mrs. Taylor had given her, man was she grateful for that. "Here is a pass Mrs. Taylor gave me. She helped me find my way here, sir."
"Okay, fine." He said turning around grabbing a rather large hardback textbook that head 'Discovering Trig' Boy, oh, boy was she ever excited. "Here is your text book, have a seat next to Mr. Riggins." He said not looking up from the book check-out form that seem to magically appear. She couldn't help but wonder if he was a magician. She let herself crack the slightest smile at the though of him in a satin robe with a silly hat.
Bri pulled herself back into reality. "Um, sir, who is Mr. Riggins?"
"Ah, right, new. Mr. Riggins raise your hand so Miss Murphy can find you."
After a long period of time with no response a quiet voice spoke out. "Tim's asleep"
"Well wake his ass up then and show Miss Murphy where to sit then Mr. Saracen." He almost yelled. "Oh yeah and Miss Murphy the assignment is on the board, anything you don't finish is homework."
"Yes, sir." She look up to see the entire class was still staring at her, all but one student, who she assumed to be Tim Riggins, she saw the owned of the quiet voice, Saracen, she believed was his name, he was pointing to the only open seat in the class next to the sleeping teen. She sighed and looked up at the clock, only fifteen minutes left, she could so this.
Bri sat down, opened the book to the assigned pages, took out a spiral notebook and began to write the assignment down finishing as much as possible before the inevitable bell rang, which it did just as she started the second to last question. The bell seemed to wake up the boy sitting next to here, when it rang he practically jumped out of his seat. Once Bri had finished packing her things up she rose to see Tim Riggins staring at her. She gave him an awkward "You're making me really uncomfortable" smile and turned around only to feel a strong hand grip her wrist.
"I don't think we've met." She drawled not letting her wrist free. "I'm Tim Riggins, fullback for the Panthers and you are."
"Brilien." She simply stated trying to free her wrist from his iron grip.
"No last name?" He asked her.
"Nope, I'm kind of like Madonna. Only not as crazy, well I hope." She said in a rushed tone, she really did want to get to class on time, all the while trying to be as subtle as possible in getting him to release her arm, finally she gave in. "Will you please give me my arm back, I really need to get to my next class and I'm sure you're too big of an accessory."
He gave her a sly grin. "I might if you tell me your last name."
"I'm not really liking these odds, 'might' I'd much prefer a definite answer."
"C'mon. Just tell me your last name and I will give you your arm back." He said, he actually knew exactly who hew was, but he was having a good time. He gave her the once-over. First thing he noticed were her eyes, they were a beautiful green, she was short, about 5'1", skinny too, and very pale, he guessed the California sun didn't do her much good. She was wearing a pair of light blue destroyed jeans, a dark blue long sleeve Henley, on top of that she wore a cropped jean jacket that almost identically matched her jeans, and black ballet flats. Her hair was wavy with a light brown shade and was just past her shoulders in length. He couldn't help but smile as he took her full look in.
"Fine, it's Murphy." She said defeated. "Why are you smiling?" She asked him.
"No reason." He said as he released her wrist and watched her rub it. "Was not telling me your last name really worth all that?" He asked leaning against a desk.
"I guess not. Bye now." She said scurrying off to her next class, it was in the same wing so it shouldn't have been too hard to find minus the fact that she had a rather strong follower.
"Hey, wait, Brilien!" He called after her repeatedly.
She whipped around with an annoyed look. "What?!"
He stepped back at her tone. That look and that voice were two things he had never gotten from a woman. He threw his hands up in defense almost. "Hey, geeze, I just wanted to see if ya wanted some one to walk ya to class." She took this time to finally take a look at him and was she glad she did. He was very tall and all muscle it seemed, he had long disheveled hair, which she would never admit to him, she loved, he had these striking green-ish-hazle eyes, he was glad in a pair of well worn light blue jeans, a sleeveless great shirt that had the panthers logo on it and a pair of black tennis shoes.
"I'm fine, thanks." She said in a much softer tone and almost ran off to class.
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