AN: Ok so this is the first Star Trek story that I have ever written and I hope that I managed to get it right. The good thing is that I actually have seen both of the Reboot films and almost all The Original Series so I do know something about Star Trek and the characters. That doesn't mean that this story will be worth the time it took to write it but what the hell. This is set in the Star Trek universe but it is set in High school on Earth before any of them have even thought about enrolling in Starfleet. They are all about 16 years old give or take a few months, and are sophomores in High school. Yeah I know it's a little strange but hopefully it's not as weird as the summary. In my world Jim, Bones, Nyota, Scotty, Sulu, and Chekov all go to school together and are friends before they all enroll in Starfleet, Spock is forced to live on Earth for a year when his father is relocated to Earth to help with some ambassador stuff. Things happen you know the drill. Now that's out-of-the-way enjoy the slightly insane story that I have managed to write.
~GlitterEverything

The sunlight was piercing bright when James opened his eyes, and the banging on the stairs was getting louder with every passing second. He knew that if he wasn't up when Frank made it up the stairs there was going to be hell to pay. Frank didn't take shit from anyone, much less Jim who he seemed to hate more than looking in the fridge and being out of Romulan Ale. Forcing himself to get out of the warmth of his covers, he stumbled to the bathroom and locked the door, hoping against hope that Frank was to hung over to bother with breaking down the bathroom door. Again.

Jim waited until he heard his stepfather's footsteps pounding back down the steps before he stripped off the baggy sweatpants that he slept in and turned on the shower. Throwing the pants somewhere in the bathroom he stepped underneath the scalding spray and groaned at the feeling of the hot water on his skin. Frank had only just paid the bill a few days ago, and it was the best feeling in the world to have hot water again. As much as Jim wanted to stand under the shower and relax before the first day back to school he knew that Frank wouldn't tolerate using any more hot water then necessary. Sighing as he turned the water off after only ten minutes Jim quickly got out and dried himself before slipping the sweat pants- which had ended up dangling from the doorknob- back on.

The air in his room was cold after the steam and heat of the shower, shivering slightly and wishing for a shirt Jim walked to his closet and threw the doors open. An overly dramatic gesture that was completely wasted on the empty room. After standing there freezing his ass off for a few minutes and gazing into his closet wishing that he had better clothes to wear for the first day he decided on his usual, dark wash skinny jeans and a tight white t-shirt. Jim could hear Frank banging around in the kitchen downstairs, presumably looking for something to drink, and knew that if he didn't hurry up he would be drug out of the room kicking and screaming. He hurried to get dressed and managed to fall into the bedside table about a billion times trying to get his pants on, after that he was ready.

Jim cautiously opened his door and peered through the small opening to see if Frank was lurking around in the hallways waiting for him to walk out the door. Not seeing anyone, Jim opened the door all the way and walked out. Hurrying down the stairs and out the door before Frank could catch him.

Once outside Jim could relax, he knew that Frank would never start something outside where anyone could walk by and see. Not that anyone would ever see them, Jim thought looking at the empty dirt road that ran in front of his driveway, there was no one around for miles.

Jim started walking, not wanting to take any chances on being late for school and having to explain to Frank in between getting punched in the face why he had detention. After about fifteen minutes of placing one foot in front of the other he made it to the crossroads. Standing in the middle was a person, and shoving all the horrible puns he could make about the legend of the crossroads out of his mind he walked closer. Jim couldn't help the smile that spread across his face for the first time that day at the sight of Bones standing there reading something on a PADD, probably some new medical report or something equally as boring.

"Bones," he called out when he was in range of his friend, "what are you doing standing around."

Jim laughed as Bones jumped slightly at the obviously unexpected sound of his voice and the PADD slipped out of the boy's hands and hit the ground stirring up the dust.

"Dammit Jim I only have one of those things you know," Bones said picking up the slightly dusty but otherwise unharmed PADD.

"I know Bones, but is it really my fault you jump every time someone says you name. C'mon we're going to get hit by a tractor standing here."

Jim started walking again pretending not to hear Bones mumbling under his breath about stupid farm boys not knowing when to shut the hell up. The pair walked in a comfortable silence for a while, neither one of them wanting to ask the terribly obvious question of 'how was your summer'.

"So," Bones said just as the school was coming into view over the hill, "did you hear about the new student."

Jim who'd just been about to comment on the fact that Gailea's skirts seemed to get shorter every school year started choking on air at his friends words. New students were rare in Riverside Iowa, hell they were almost unheard of, the last one had been when Bones had arrived ten years ago after his parents died in an accident.

"What the hell Bones," Jim said when he finally stopped coughing, "you can't just spring something like that on me. What are you talking about new student?

"What the words imply Jim, someone new is in Riverside. Nyota commed me about it last night."

"Well who is it."

"Apparently it's a hobgoblin," Bones said dropping his voice to a whisper as if the town wouldn't already know by the time school let out this afternoon.

Jim rolled his eyes at his best friend, Bones had always been slightly xenophobic but he seriously had it in for the emotionless pointy eared Vulcans. Jim had never understood Bones reason for hating the race so much, and when asked Bones didn't offer any other explanation other than "they give me the creeps. No emotion and all." Jim thought this was a strange opinion to have seeing as Bones had never even met a Vulcan before, as far as he knew no one in Riverside had ever even seen one in person. Jim had always wanted to meet one just to see if they really were as cold-hearted as people, mainly humans, made them out to be.

"A Vulcan in Riverside," Jim said sounding enthusiastic about something for the first time all summer.

"Actually there's supposed to be a whole family of them, they bought the old house down by the river, the kid is in our grade."

"Bones do you know what this means?"

"That you've finally gone off the deep end," Bones offered.

"No idiot. It means that something interesting is finally happening in Riverside."

Jim basically ran the rest of the way to the school making Bones almost keel over trying to keep up with him. After what seemed like an eternity he felt the slap of cement underneath his shoes instead of dirt, and the school was only a few feet away. Slowing to a walk and shoving his to long blonde hair out of his eyes Jim tried to seem like he hadn't just ran half a mile. Bones was right behind him, breath coming in gasps and his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat but otherwise he looked ok.

"Dammit Jim I'm a teenager not an Olympic gold medalist," Bones managed to get out in between gasps of breath.

Jim barely paid his sarcastic friend any mind; he was too busy looking around for an unfamiliar face among the crowd. His bright blue eyes were scanning the crowd, looking for any sign of pointed ears or slanted eyebrows among the others, he was almost ready to give up and go with Bones to find Uhura when he saw it. A large black hover car pulling up to the curb of the school, the windows tinted so dark that even when he squinted he couldn't make out any shapes hidden behind them.

Most of the other students were busy catching up with friends, talking excitedly about this or that, not paying any attention to the car. Jim however seemed frozen in place, staring at the vehicle, waiting for the door to open and show the person inside. Jim stifled a gasp as whoever it was stepped out of the vehicle and onto the sidewalk. He was seriously screwed. Vulcan or not this boy was gorgeous.

AN: So what did you think? Good? Horrible? Confusing and insane? More than likely the last one. Whatever you think don't hesitate to tell me. I don't even mind getting flames as long as your honest about it.
~GlitterEverything