Title: High School

by: Crimson Snow

E-mail: Lestat23(at)hotmail.com, Angel01(at)torg.is

Disclaimer: I own nothing connected to Alias or Buffy. Well, almost nothing, just some DVD's and some books.

Rating: PG to PG-13

'Ships: S/V, S/J (S)

Summary: They're all in high school, Sark isn't called Sark but just Julian (Lazarey). He's just Russian, even though in my mind he's Russian/Irish for some reason and his dad is Adrian Lazarey, Russian diplomat. Syd's the most popular girl in school, Vaughn's her boyfriend, star of the school (some sport). She's the head-cheerleader. Sark's the 'outsider' but spends most of his in the library. He's interested in Syd, but she had never noticed him before she had to get a book from the library and he was there, reading. She's very smart, but also a teenager. They go to Hemery High, in L.A.

Author's Note: I know I have like three other WIP's but I just had to write this one. And then I'll concentrate back on Black Dragons. This is total AU. Kinda. It'll though possibly be affected by stuff I've seen on Buffy, Gilmore Girls, The O.C. The cheerleaders in this fic, are gonna be like Cordy and her cordettes from ses.2 and the ones from ses.1 of The O.C. So, complete bitches, except for Syd. Sark is Kinda Jess-ish, smart and everything but not using it to his full potential. I don't really know anything about real cheerleaders, so please don't be offended. This idea has been overly used and all, but I just had to write something not too complicated right now. Hope you like it. Crimson Snow, Iceland 30.03.2004

30.06.2004: Invovled is the sequel to Black Dragons, and I'm trying to finish it now.

"Don't even think about it, man. She's way out of your league." Adam told his best friend, Julian. He turns around and looks at his friend.

"Who says I'm interested in her? Maybe I'm interested in the girl beside her." He said, but his friend just looked at him and shook his head.

"Come on, who wouldn't be interested in her? She's HOT! But anyone at that table is out of your league. We don't even belong to the same social group. I thought you were supposed to be the smart one. Besides, she's already got a boyfriend." Adam told him, as they stood from the table and wouldn't you know it, Julian bumped into someone's tray.

"Watch were you're going, Jerk!!" A redhead snapped at him, she was wearing a cheerleading outfit and the front of the shirt had what was left of her Jell-O. Before he could say 'Sorry' or anything, she just walked away.

She put down her tray, and then walked away to get the shirt that she had in her locker.

"Well, that was a nice way to end lunch. Be snapped at by Simone. I'm going to class, you?" Adam asked Julian, who had looked over to see if anyone at Simone's table had noticed anything. Apparently not. What was he expecting anyway?

"No. I think I'll go to the library. See you after class?" He asked, as they walked out of the cafeteria and this time it was Adam who walked into Simone, on her way to get to her groups table.

"What is wrong with you? Are you blind or something?" She snaps, and walks away again before either one off them could say anything.

"This is not going to be a good day. What are you smirking about?" Julian asked Adam, who was just one smirk.

"I meant to bump into her. I'm not as clumsy as you, and do it accidentally. Me bumping into her had a reason behind it. See ya." Adam told him, as he walked away to his class. Julian just grinned, and entered the library. No one there but the old librarian.

"Hi, James. I'm just gonna read for a while." He tells them man, as he walked past him to one of the tables and sat down to read. He hadn't been reading for 10 minutes when the door was opened, but he didn't look up. It was probably just someone looking for something and James would help the person out.

"Hello? Anyone here? Person who works here?!" Finally Julian looks up, and there stands Sydney and looking around for anyone that could be there except her.

He stands up and goes to her, "What's wrong? James probably just went out somewhere for a while. Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be back soon." He tells her, but it seemed to have gone in one ear and out the other.

"I need some book for history. Do you know where I can find that one?" She tells him. She was wearing black boots, a red skirt that ended right over her knees and black tank-top.

"I don't work here. I just said James would probably be back any minute now." He tells her, as he retreated back to the table that had his book on it.

"Who's James? Shouldn't you be in class? Hey, what are you reading?" She asked him, as she walked closer and closer. Finally, she was looking over his shoulder.

"Russian? I didn't know this school had books in Russian." She told him, as he was beginning to become slightly annoyed.

"It's not the school's, it's mine. I brought it from home. James is the librarian. I'm Russian, but how could you know that?" He told her, maybe a little too harsh.

"My mother's Russian. But she changed her name from Irina to Laura when she married my father. I'm Sydney Bristow, what's your name?" She asked him, before sitting down in the chair next to him.

"Julian Lazarey. Both my parents were russian. I wouldn't think you'd talk to me. My friend was talking about social groups." He tells her now, as he turns towards her completely.

"So, what does your dad do? My father works exporting airplane parts, or something and my mom's a teacher." She asks him, clearly trying to change the subject.

"Well, my father's a russian diplomat. I have really no idea what he does. Something to do with politics." He tells her, as he smiles slightly. They both look up, as James comes through the doors. She just looks at Julian and stands up, walks to the librarian and asks him the same question she had asked Julian only minutes before.
TBC...?

A/N: What do you think? Do you like it? Do you think I should continue? Please, tell me what you think.

Please leave a reply, and don't be mean.

Crimson Snow, Iceland