Disclaimer: I do not own any of the One Tree Hill or 90210 characters. All are owned by the CW and created by each shows different writers.
Chapter 1
"Aid, seriously, this is so typical Mr. Mathews. I mean, he sticks me mentoring the new kid." Naomi Clark rolled her gray blue eyes as she chatted with her best friend Adrianna Tate-Duncan at the Peach Pitt over curly fries and Coke.
"Wait, you're mentoring a new student?" Adrianna glanced up from her plate of fries, confused.
"Uh, yeah. Some new girl, Brooke Davis." Naomi replied.
"Mr. Mathews told me to mentor another new student, too. Um, Lucas Scott." Adrianna gasped at the coincidence.
"That's so lame. Why would Mathews do this to me? Oh, right, I forgot, he hates me. I mean, seriously, first I had to show Annie around and now this Brooke girl, too? Ugh, it's just so annoying." Naomi sighed as she took a big gulp of Coke.
"Whatever, I really don't mind showing Lucas around, I guess. He's coming tomorrow, apparently." Adrianna shrugged.
"So's Brooke." Naomi nodded.
"Maybe they'll be cool." Adrianna suggested.
"Uh, yeah. Right." Naomi laughed sarcastically.
"Okay, fine, just saying…" Adrianna yawned.
"Hey, maybe, Brooke is an amazing actress and will be giving you a run for your money, huh?" Naomi smirked.
"Huh. Funny." Adrianna rolled her eyes at Naomi's humorous comment.
"Hey, Naomi, Adrianna." Annie, Silver, and Dixon walked into the Peach Pitt, Dixon and Silver arm in arm.
"Silver! Annie! Hey!" Naomi shot up and embraced the two girls.
"What're you two talking about?" Annie asked as she slid into the empty seat at their table.
"Mathews stuck us with the job of mentoring the new kids." Naomi grumbled.
"Oh my God, I'm mentoring some new girl, too!" Silver exclaimed, wide-eyed.
"Is like everyone mentoring someone?" Naomi asked irritably.
"Who're you mentoring?" Adrianna asked stifling another yawn.
"Um, Peyton Sawyer." Silver shrugged as she plucked a fry off of Naomi's plate and bit into it.
"Cool." Naomi nodded.
"Yeah, uh, I'm mentoring some dude from Tree Hill, uh, Nathan Scott. And Annie's mentoring his sister or something Haley Scott." Dixon chimed in.
"Scott? I have Lucas Scott. That's weird." Adrianna said.
"How many new people are there?" Naomi wondered aloud.
"I think that's it." Annie replied.
"Did your dad say anything about them?" Adrianna pressed.
"Yeah, just that there were going to be five new students." Annie shrugged.
"Well, we'll see them tomorrow, right?" Naomi grinned and grabbed her sleek black Coach purse. She stood up as if to leave.
Adrianna followed suit as she grabbed her white and pink pin stripped Dooney & Bourke purse off the floor. She also grabbed her white blazer off the back on the chair and shrugged into it.
"You guys are leaving?" Annie asked disappointment in her eyes. She had hoped that Naomi would stay and talk to her a little longer. After all, they had only just rekindled their friendship.
"Yeah. I have to start working on that Go Green report that's do tomorrow." Naomi responded with an eye roll. The paper had been assigned months in advance but she hadn't gotten around to even starting it yet. Naomi groaned as she thought of the long, tedious night ahead of her.
"It's already nine." Adrianna pointed out snapping her Sidekick III shut.
"Well then, expect me to look really tired tomorrow because I have to do it." Naomi exhaled angrily and glared at the wall.
"Sorry, Naomi." Annie smiled apologetically and turned to Adrianna. "Can't you stay?"
"I'm rehearsing my lines for Cleopatra." Adrianna replied with a slightly smug smile. She'd beaten Annie for the part in the latest play at Beverly Hills High and she was proud of that fact.
"Oh." Annie looked at the white floor of the Peach Pitt and bit her lip.
"See you tomorrow." Adrianna and Naomi both called.
The next day, was a Wednesday morning. Adrianna stretched her arms and woke up. She rubbed her blue eyes as she slid out of bed. Adrianna grabbed a heavy silver hairbrush from her nightstand and ran it through her shoulder length brown hair carefully. She then pinned her bangs back from her face with a black barrette. After changing into a white blousy shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans she raced into the kitchen.
On the counter was a post-it note from her mother saying she'd left early for work. Adrianna rolled her eyes and slid on a pair of light pink Steve Madden heels. She then grabbed her watermelon pink tote and fled. She was already late for school.
Finally, she arrived at school and saw that Naomi was already waiting for her.
"Aid, we have to go to the office with Silver, Annie, and Dixon. We're meeting our followers today." Naomi explained.
"Yeah. At least we get out of class." Adrianna replied, thinking positive.
"That is a plus." Naomi agreed, reluctant to admit that any part of this mentoring was a positive thing.
The girls walked swiftly to the principals office.
"Hello girls." Principal Wilson greeted them.
Silver and Dixon were already there, sitting in the hard black chairs inside the office. "Annie is late, so I guess we'll just go on without her." Principal Wilson continued.
"Are we meeting our people or aren't we?" Naomi snapped unable to tolerate anything more.
"Um, they aren't 'your people' but you will be meeting the new students that you'll be mentoring, yes Ms. Clark." He went on.
Just as he finished his speech a group of students entered the classroom. One of the girls was had pretty dark brown hair and gorgeous shining brown eyes. She was slim and tanned. She was grinning at something the skinny green eyed blonde was saying to her. Another girl was blonde with brown eyes, though she seemed more worried and seemed to be taking everything seriously. There were two guys, one blonde with light blue eyes and the other dark haired with dark eyes.
"These are all of the new students, all from Tree Hill, North Carolina." Principal Wilson informed them.
"Hm." Naomi feigned interest as she filed her nails with a sparkly silver file.
"Ms. Clark, pay attention please." The principal sighed.
"Ms. Davis…" He searched the crowd of new students for the one who would respond to the name.
"Yup." The girl with the dark brown hair and eyes grinned at him.
"Your mentor is Ms. Clark." He informed her.
"Cool." Brooke smiled politely and waited for Naomi to come over and greet her.
"Can Brooke and I leave now?" Naomi demanded hoping that he would let them.
"Not yet." Principal Wilson glared at her.
"Fine." Naomi plopped back down in her seat and glowered at him.
"Moving on….Lucas Scott and Adrianna Tate-Duncan. Adrianna, stand up." Principal Wilson ordered.
Adrianna stood up and offered Lucas a small, dismissive smile.
"Hey." Lucas sat down in the empty seat next to her and tried to start up friendly banter. Adrianna ignored his attempts by focusing her hazel eyes on Annie who was coming into the room late.
"Sorry I'm---
"Shh!" Her father, the principal, silenced her as she sat down.
"As I was saying…Peyton Sawyer." He called, waiting for Peyton to step forward.
The bone thin blonde in a tan corduroy mini skirt, flimsy black flip-flops, and a fitted black Foo Fighters T-shirt stepped forward. "That'd be me." She said with a wry smile.
Silver allowed her eyes to scan over her new "buddy". She seemed to be a nice enough person, Silver guessed. At least, she had great taste in music.
"Hey." Silver managed a smile, attempting at least in front of Principal Wilson to be friendly.
"I'm Peyton, but I guess you know that already." She laughed.
"Silver." Silver offered with a grin.
"Silver?" Peyton question with a confused look.
"My real name is Erin, but, I won't respond if you refer to me by that name. So, basically, call me Silver." Silver felt a déjà vu moment. She'd told Annie almost exactly the same thing when she and Dixon had arrived earlier on in the year. So much had changed since then. Everything was always changing. Life was a never-ending cycle of change, pain, love, heartache, and confusion.
Silver snapped back to reality when the name of the student Dixon was mentoring was announced. He was the guy with dark hair, Nathan Scott.
"Alright and Haley Scott, this is Annie Wilson, your mentor." Principal Wilson sighed, glad to be done with introductions.
"Hi." Annie grinned at Haley warmly. She knew how awkward and unsure she'd been on her first day at West Beverly. She wanted Haley to have feelings of comfort and happiness as her first impressions.
"Hey, Annie." Haley greeted in small voice.
"Okay, so now that you all know each other…I'd like to remind the mentors to ALWAYS be with their buddies. I've made sure you're in all the same classes so there are no excuses. Ms. Clark." He bore his eyes into Naomi's skull, meaningfully.
"Um, what about going to the bathroom?" She challenged her eyes fierce and blazing.
She noticed Brooke snicker into her palm and grin at her question.
"Well, you can show them where it is, can't you?" He smiled.
"Whatever." Naomi sat back in her seat with an eye roll, no longer caring about what he had to say. Her life was stressful enough what with her father and her mother fighting all the time. She didn't need the principal of the school hating her as well.
"You may all go back to class now." He announced, releasing them.
"That was pointless." Naomi grumbled as she forced her pace to meet Adrianna's.
"Huh?" Adrianna forced her eyes to stop focusing on Lucas's light blue eyes and onto Naomi's comment.
"Forget it." Naomi sighed and hoisted her light purple purse onto her shoulder.
"So…what do you do after school?" Brooke asked Naomi in attempt to start a conversation with her.
"Shop." Naomi replied as she scrolled through old texts from Liam on her cell phone.
"Oh my gosh, me too! I also cheerlead but…I think I'm late for the squad here. I was captain in Tree Hill." She continued.
"I think you could talk your way into getting a late audition." Naomi told her, looking at her carefully. She seemed like the type of person who could get anything she wanted if she just asked forcefully enough.
"Really?" Brooke looked at her hopefully.
"Probably." Naomi yawned. She marched forward to class, English was where she was headed. She glanced over her shoulder as she waited for Adrianna to catch up with Lucas. The day was already seemingly disastrous and it had only just begun.