In case you're wondering, this story takes place before TDI. Basically, it details the Student Council race Courtney was involved with, who she was running against, and why Courtney put on the "goody girl" attitude throughout the first part of TDI.

WARNING: This fic contains a CourtneyXOC pairing...

Chapter 1

Acceptance

Tom D. Jacovelli certainly had much on his plate the first day of high school.

He'd already moved out of his mom's house, his grades hadn't suffered on bit and just missed the cut for a school for geniuses, and instead was stuck in a second-to-one school.

Though he didn't mind moving out, the school change disappointed him. He didn't think grades mattered a damn. According to test results, he'd only missed going to another school by about 2 points total.

"Well, here's goes a whole bunch of despression at once..."

Tom tried to pull the front door open, but the door didn't budge.

"What the..?" Tom muttered as he tried pulling the door open again. The door felt as if it was bolted shut.

"Hey kid, the door says 'Push'..." Tom heard a voice say from behind him. Tom pushed the door slightly, and the door creaked open.

"Oh...Ha ha..." Tom laughed half-heartidly. Tom, while he held the door open, saw who had helped him out, and it was a girl, about his age. She had dark skin, as if Indian, and had brown hair and dark eyes.

"No problem..." The mysterious girl said cheerfully as she walked past Tom. Tom, snapping back to reality, then walked down the hallway to where he believed was his locker.

"Now...locker 17...Should be right...here." Tom said, finding his locker quickly. Tom popped the locker open, but he still was thinking about the same girl he'd seen at the door. Though he didn't feel anything about her that was special, he somehow wanted to see her again...Perhaps later in the day?

Tom sat himself down in his first period class, and looked around the room. He spotted a few people that looked smart, some of which didn't seem like they knew anything.

While he was browsing the room for knowledge, he failed to notice the fact that the same girl he'd seen earlier walked in. Fortunetly, the sound of the teacher ready to teach (Obviously) brought him back to attention.

"Okay class, to begin the school year, I shall introduce myself. I am Mr. Miles, and I will be your Advanced Launguage Arts teacher for the whole year. To start, does anybody know which English word has the most definitions?"

Tom was about ready to answer, until some other kid spoke up.

"That would be 'set'."

"Correct...And that's what we'll discuss for..."

Tom couldn't pay attention after this, because he suddenly had a horrible realization that he was the least smartest of the group. Evidence of this was his missed chances, wrong answers, and strane thoughts that plagued him throughout the two periods.

As the bell rang, Tom couldn't pay attention to homework assignments, because his negative and strange thoughts were still clouding his mind.

During lunch, Tom unknowingly picked up soemthing unedible out of everything there.

Of course, the first bite he took, the whole thing splattered out liquid. Tom frowned, and set the now deformed and meatless hot dog.

"I'd be damned if I don't become part of Student Council and get rid of this inedible crap!" Tom yelled. Everyone stared at him for a few seconds, which prompted him to smile innocently. Everyone then went back to their talk of last year, or how much their Math teacher sucks. Fortunetly, something happened that prompted some positive thought. And that thought just happened to come from the same girl he saw earlier.

"So, sounds like the cafeteria food is something we can both agree on..." The same girl Tom had seen before said to him directly. Tom, instead of losing his cool, grabbed a smile and plastered it on his face like a sign on a billboard.

"You're telling me...Half the things aren't even edible...Glad you think my ideas are true..." Tom smiled, trying to keep a straight face in his confusion and happiness that a girl actually wanted to talk to him.

"No problem. Hi, my name's Courtney." The girl said in a way that strangely made Tom feel welcome.

"Name's Tom." Tom greeted back.

"You know, Student Council voting is coming up soon. Maybe we can run for President and you could run as...Secretary?" Courtney suggested. Tom's mind suddenly raced into ideas of huge proportion.

Student Council? A chance to actually make a difference?

"Student Council?...That actually sounds great...Any actual chance we might win though?"

"Kid...Tom, if you've had as much experience as I've had in politics, there's always a chance for someone to win.." Courtney said with a confident smile.

"Well, in that case, this school better be ready for us..." Tom said with confidence packed into his voice. Following this statement, the deflated hot dog in front of Tom moved, and then turned into what resembled a flat balloon.

"...Those elections better hurry up..."

A/N: Although it's a slow and sappy start, it'll get much better than it is now.

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