~The New Students~
*Day 1:In School*
Its was a normal Wednesday morning, besides the fact that it was the first day of school. Trish had just been rudely awoken by her too-loud alarm clock and now it lay upside down on the floor by the bedside table. The brunette groaned as she sat up in her bed, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes as the blankets slid off her slender form and she stretched as she stood up to get ready for the day before her. Tripping over various things on her way to the door and was able to sleepwalk to the bathroom.
The warm spray of water hit her face and she was immediately awake. Trish quickly showered, the exotic smells of her shampoo and body wash filled the bathroom and when she stepped out the air hung heavy with mist as she stepped out and wrapped the towel around her and went back to her room to get dressed. When she closed her door she secured her towel and went about the task of deciding what to wear. She had two dressers and a closet filled with clothes and she still didn't have anything to wear. After a few minutes of passing from the dressers to the closet she finally decided on two outfits, a khaki skirt and a hooded gray long-sleeve shirt or a pair of Mudd jeans and a green tank top. She looked back and forth between the outfits she had lain on her bed and remembered she was meeting her friends after school to hang out before practice that evening and decided on the jeans and tank top.
Downstairs she practically inhaled some pop-tarts and a Mt. Dew before the bus rounded the bend and screeched to a lurching stop. Trish quickly ran out the door almost forgetting to close it and tried to walk across the dew-kissed grass with her shoes half on.
"Rough morning?" The cheery bus driver asked as she climbed the bus stairs.
"Nothing out of the ordinary Gary," Trish said chuckling and she made her way through the mostly empty bus the back where her friend Ceara sat half asleep eating cereal robotically out of a ziploc bag. "You must've been half dressed when the bus came to you place." Trish said noticing Ceara's sandals sitting on her bag.
Ceara simply grunted in response to the remark. The two girls rode in silence as the bus continued on and stopped at the next stop. The driver released the air and waited for the Snows as Lindsay ran down the driveway and her brother, Dave, simply walked, knowing Gary would wait for him. Dave made it to the bus just as Jason was getting to the bus.
"Morning Mr. Snow, Jason," Gary greeted the boys and they grunted in response as they sat in their usual seats.
The next stop was Brandon's, he got on the bus with his bagel wrapped in a napkin. He joined Trish and Ceara at the back of the bus. Brandon is usually cheery in the morning and almost immediately started talking when he sat down.
"Hey guys!" the young teen said as he sat down and unwrapped his bagel, "I'm finally a freshman."
"You sure you won't be lonely without me there?" Ceara said jokingly as she slipped her sandals on her feet.
"I think I'll be all right," Brandon said as he took a big bite of his bagel and continued talking, "I just won't have anyone to make fun of."
"Oh shut up," Ceara retorted as she searched her lunch bag for something else to eat.
"I feel sorry for you Trish," Brandon said, "You have to deal with Ceara all day long."
"I just hope my classes are on the opposite floors of her classes," Trish said and started laughing quietly at something she just thought of.
"What?" Ceara asked figuring it was something about her, "Is it something about me?"
"Yes actually it is," Trish said smirking, "I just imagined what you would look like going up and down the stairs between classes."
"Shit!" Ceara exclaimed, "I forgot about the stairs!"
"haha," Brandon started laughing, "I can just see you! You'd be tripping up and down the stairs and they'd have ta wheel you out on a stretcher before third period!"
"Hey !I've gotten better at walking, I only trip when I'm distracted," Ceara said pouting comically.
The bus had finally made it to the village and was picking up more kids. At the first stop five students boarded the bus, the second about ten and the third about fifteen got on. The bus was loud with the expectant voices of the students. Some of the high school boys were already planning on who they would ask to the first dance of the school year.
After the bus stopped at the junior high and let the students who went there off Gary sped off towards the high school to unload the remainder before he went off to do the elementary run. Trish and Ceara got off the bus and entered the building through the main entrance. The girls were quickly joined by there different groups of friends and they departed ways.
"How have you been the last couple days of your summer vacation?" Ciel asked she came up, she was already practicing her Spanish verbs.
"It was pretty good," Trish said, "I doubt you will have a Spanish test on the first day of school."
"Yea," Ciel said, "But my Spanish teacher's a prick, he'd probably say something like 'I'm just seeing what you remember from last year, to give me an idea of what I need to review' We'll fucking remember just teach us the stuff we pay you to teach us."
"You two better get to your homeroom soon," A stern teacher said to the girls.
"Did you get homeroom in the band room?" Ciel asked.
"Yea," Trish said as she was rudely bumped into by a tall boy in all black.
The boy said nothing in response, he just stood there and stared blankly at Trish. Trish stared back, she took in the image the boy. He had black pants on and a gray T-shirt under a unbuttoned black shirt. He looked totally different from the boys who attended the school, his hair was the most unusual, it was relatively short except in the front where it was longer and it stuck straight out. I wonder how much gel it took to get his hair like that. Trish looked him up and down once more before continuing up the stairs.
"Was he weird or what?" Trish asked Ciel who was still staring at him.
"Oh you know me," Ciel said with a flirty smile, "I like the odd ones."
Trish just shook her head as she waved to another group of her friends passing by. Trish nearly jumped two feet when she felt someone poke her in the side. She quickly turned and was face to face with her boyfriend Tias.
"Good Morning sunshine," he said smirking knowing she hated that. Trish pushed him playfully and he grabbed by the waist and pulled her close, it was a little game they played.
"You coming to my competition this Saturday?" Trish asked.
"Of course," Tias said smiling, "Where is it again?"
"Central Square," Ciel answered before Trish could open her mouth, "Hey I didn't call it C.N.S. this time!"
"You're learning," Trish said jokingly and was about to say something else when she was interrupted by the bell signaling to be get to homeroom, "See you later Tias."
"Later," Tias said giving Trish a quick kiss on the cheek before heading the opposite direction to his homeroom.
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Trish walked into her first period study hall just as the bell rang and she sat down in a seat near the back not totally noticing the faces in the room. Forty minutes of nothing, it's great. Trish looked around a the various faces that filled the room. She knew most of them but there was one who stuck out, the blond one with spiky hair and a tattoo on the left side of his face. New kid, I'll see if I can talk to him this period. The teacher took attendance and said the students could talk amongst themselves. Trish slid out of her chair and moved up to the table where the new kid was sitting.
"Hey," She said with a warm smile. The boy seemed to be in his own little world, he looked up at the girl who had just spoke to him and gave a slight nod.
"Hey," he said looking back down at the table.
"You new here?" Trish asked trying to start a conversation with him.
"Yea," he muttered, "I'm Zell."
"Trish," Trish replied, "Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Zell said, "So what is there to do around here for fun?"
"In town there isn't much to do," Trish said, "On this side of the river there is the Skate park at the YMCA and on the other side there's the cheap movie theater. They sometimes have a good movie there."
"That's all?" Zell said making a face.
"There's some malls close by," Trish replied, "Most of the time my friends and me just walk around town."
A tall blond boy walked through at that moment, his presence caused Zell to scowl. Trish noticed him, he looked about eighteen or nineteen. He was wearing a black T-shirt and faded jeans. Trish turned back to Zell and noticed his change in attitude.
"You don't, by any chance, know him do you?" Trish asked tentatively.
"Seifer," Zell practically growled.
"I take it you don't like him," Trish said.
The bell rang signaling the end of first period. Zell stood and shoved his hand deep into his pocket to fish out a piece of folded paper. He scratched his head and he read it, "How do you get to room 212 from here?"
"212?" Trish said looking over her own schedule, "That's where I'm going."
"Cool," Zell said shoving the schedule back in pocket, "Don't mind if I walk with you, do you?"
"Nah," Trish said.
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The two students entered the classroom and were met by the teacher. The room was a bright yellow that is seen in several other rooms in the school and the walls were decorated with posters depicting scenes and people from United States history. Trish took a seat in one of the groups near the back of the room, Zell took a seat from the same group. Zell sat sideways in his chair watching the steady flow of students into the room. He waved to one boy who walked in, he was tall and in mostly black.
"Hey Squall! Over here!" Zell called out to the boy. He stopped and stared at Zell before changing his direction and sat in one of the two remaining seats at the group.
Trish was talking to a girl that was in the group nearby and didn't notice when Squall came to sit. When she turned she was surprised to see the same person who had bumped into that morning. He stared back at Trish with the same blank stare he had given her that morning. Trish opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the squeal of a girl who had just entered the room.
"Squall!" a girl squealed from across the room, "You didn't tell me you had the same history teacher as me!" a raven haired girl said scampering over to the group and dropped her things down on the remaining seat just as the bell rang. "Oh hello!" the girl said extending her hand out to Trish, "I'm Rinoa."
"Trish," she answered, hesitantly shaking Rinoa's hand, "You three know each other?"
"Yea," Rinoa said brightly, "We all transferred here from Bal..."
"Our parents worked at the same company back home and were transferred to the facility here," Squalled interrupted and his eyes moved from Rinoa and Zell as if sending a message to them. They seemed to understand the look and nodded in agreement.
Trish nodded and turned her attention to the teacher who was taking attendance. The teacher finished taking attendance and started handing out the course description packets to the groups. The teacher, Mrs. Bullock, spent the rest of the class period explaining how she ran things in her class. The bell rang and the students quickly exited the room, Trish had almost made it out the door when she was tapped on the shoulder.
"Hey," Zell said, "Do you know where I find...?"
"137?" Trish finished for him.
"Yea!" Zell said scratching his head, "How'd you know?"
"I guessed, the English and History teachers are usually teamed together and after you have one you have the other," Trish explained.
Zell nodded, "I see."
"Good," Trish said continuing out of the room and to her next class.
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"Sit in the seat that has your name on it," said Mr. Bowen, the school band teacher.
Trish slipped into her seat in the back where the rest of the drummers sat. Ciel was already there and looked up as Trish sat down, "Finally, the class I come to school for, Band." Trish said pulling a stand towards her to lean on it.
"I know how ya feel girl," Ciel said searching through her bag for a bottle of water, "I'm so hungry, thank God I have lunch next."
"You have lunch next period?" Trish asked, Ciel nodded. "me too."
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Trish and Ciel came out of the lunch line and searched for an empty table, they finally found one in the third section of the cafeteria. They plopped their trays down and were soon joined by one of Trish's friends Tom.
"I never knew teacher's could be so boring!" Tom said in his British accent.
"They get worse," Ciel said picking through her salad, "In college you'll have to sit through hours worth of boring old professors drone on about the same subject."
A tall blond came in, Trish recognized him as Seifer the one that Zell didn't seem to like. He seemed to be looking to be looking for an empty table, mission impossible. The table where the three were sitting at had a few empty chairs so he sat in one of them and started eating his food. Soon after some people that Trish recognized came in, the dark-haired girl named Rinoa, the slow witted (or at least he seemed so) boy named Squall and Zell. There were two others that she didn't recognize, one was a bubbly brunette in a yellow dress that seemed a bit short and the other looked like he belonged in a rodeo.
The bubbly brunette noticed Seifer sitting by himself and she directed the group in his direction. They plopped there things down at the table and sat down, forcing Trish, Ciel and Tom to move down. Seifer looked annoyed but continued to eat his lunch in silence, scowling down at his food.
Ciel was none to happy to have people invade her space without at least asking, it would've been fine if they had asked first. "Hey !you mind," Ciel said gesturing to her friends who had their lunches on top of each others.
"Hey Trish!" Zell said waving, "We're sorry, we can move down some. We shoulda asked first."
"No prob," Ciel said going back to her salad, "Just so you know you people don't rule the world."
"We never assumed we did," Squall said.
"She didn't mean it literally," Trish said quickly trying to avoid a fight.
"Hey Trish!" Tom said, "Guess what I have next period!"
"I dunno, What?" Trish dipping a french fry in ketchup and popping it in her mouth.
"Chem!" Tom said brightly, "I passed Bio! No more Dohber."
"Cool," Trish said, "Who you got for chem?"
"Malecki," Tom answered stuffing his milk carton into his fry cup, "I hope it's Mrs. Malecki, I hear her class is a breeze."
"I got Malecki too," Trish said, "I might see ya there
Seifer finished his lunch and stood up to throw it in the gray bin near the wall. He tossed it in and went towards the door, then a voice called out to him, "Hey Seifer where you going?"
"Somewhere where you're not," he answered and continued on his way out.
"Looks he doesn't like the preppies either," Ciel whispered causing Trish and Tom to laugh.
Zell was sitting closer to where Trish and her friends were sitting. He noticed the three laughing and leaned over and asked, "What's so funny?"
Trish looked over and said, "You."
"Oh," Zell said and he was about to go back to his other conversation. "You got plans for tonight?"
"Yes," Trish said taking a gulp of her soda, "Why do you ask?"
"Just wonderin' if you'd be up to hang out after school?" Zell said.
"Hanging out is most of my plans tonight," Trish said picking up her tray to get rid of it.
"Mind if I join you?" Zell asked getting up to follow her.
"I don't mind," Trish said dumping her tray into the garbage and went back to her seat, "I'll have to check with the others, they prolly won't mind too much. Hey Ciel, you mind if he comes with?"
"If he's the only one," Ciel answered.
"It's ok," she told Zell, "Meet us by the band room."
"Where's the band room?" Zell asked.
"Where you coming from?" Ciel asked.
"Gym," Zell replied referring to his schedule.
"Go to the 'Hall of Fame" it's on the opposite side on the gym from where the locker rooms are," Ciel instructed Zell nodded and listened intently, "Take the stairs that are on the right side, they are facing the quad doors. Go up one floor, take a right go down the hall that has the murals then you'll get to a wall and your basically there."
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