Okay....so it's been forever since I've put anything up on this site (I'm not entirely sure how long exactly, but if someone was to tell it'd been even a year I wouldn't be surprised). All of my fanfic's got deleted, apparently they broke the rules of the site, and when I tried to post them on different sites I realized my fan base had been scatted across the web as more and more Jonas related fics were taken off of . After that, I lost my passion for writing. I've attempted to continue those stories, as well as to continue the ones I started but never finished. Unfortunately, I've had little to no success. I did however manage to start a new story with an entirely different cast of characters and a nice plot taking form inside my head.

I've loved this show since I was little, and it's my current obsession. I've read every Carlos/DA fanfic on here and have tried (with no success) at finding other sites with these stories. Anyhow, I absolutely adore that couple, but I love the show in general. It's my current favorite (when you think about how it replaced House, Third Watch, and Law and Order: SVU you have to wonder if a second grader has taken over my brain). Anyway, I've wanted to continue writing for a while now and I thought this might be a new place to start with fresh ideas and characters. I hope you enjoy :)

Oh! And yes, it's going to be Carlos/DA, they're my favorite couple (I, personally, think they were made for each other. Even as third graders their feelings were obvious), but it will include all the other characters as well. More of Carlos, DA, Ralphie and probably Phoebe than the rest, but they will all be there. I promise :) It's just hard to juggle all eight characters at one time.

Chapter One

MSB

Staring out the window, DA watched yet another bolt of lightning illuminate the dark sky outside. It'd been storming nonstop for two days now, and the sky outside Walkerville High School didn't offer any promise of it letting up. Cringing as thunder rumbled through the clouds, again, she turned in her seat and attempted to focus on what the teacher was saying. Unfortunately, her honors biology class was currently learning about plants. Not only was this something she'd been studying every year since, what, second grade? But in her third grade science class Ms. Frizzle had used the magic school bus to take her and her classmates inside Phoebe's flower. But that's another story.

Groaning, DA preferred to pay attention in her classes no matter how boring the subject seemed so she could keep her grades up, she turned her attention back to the paper in front of her. She'd attempted to pay attention for the first ten minutes of class, but had given up on taking notes when the teacher started lecturing on the xylem and phloem. Instead, she had begun doodling. Unfortunately she had never been much of an artist, and had soon grown bored of drawing hearts, stars, music notes, and other random things in the margin of her notebook over and over. Shifting in the hard plastic seat, she crossed her left leg over her right and read over the poem she'd written in place of notes on cellular respiration.

You're on the phone with your girlfriend,

She's upset

She's going off about something that you said

Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

Ever since first grade, when DA had been the only kid in the class more interested in learning than in playing games, she'd been known as the girl who got the straight A's. And only that. True, she loved science - especially life science's now that she'd gotten older – and yes she had maintained a 4.0 ever since seventh grade. She worked hard for her grades and very rarely complained about school; she even went so far as to admit to her friends that she enjoyed it. But outside of her 'bookworm' classification, she enjoyed other things.

She loved the beach, she liked fast cars (and adored her royal blue '09 mustang), and she liked to write poetry. She'd been doing it since seventh grade, right around the time she realized a certain boy she had a crush on might enjoy having her around as his best friend, but he wasn't interested in dating the smart girl. She'd only told her best friend, Phoebe, about her secret obsession though. No matter how many notebooks she filled up and shoved under her bed. Once she'd started, she'd found it hard to stop. And while most of her writing did focus around boy drama, she'd branched out to write about anything and everything that happened to her. But that was a different story, to.

Biting her lower lip, she looked up and glanced across the class room. Her other best friend, Carlos Ramone, was sitting at one of the lab tables with his girlfriend. Shannon Geoffrey was captain of the varsity cheerleading squad. While most of her team mates were decent girls (outside of their varsity complex), managing to make good grades and have friends outside the team and actually act like normal human beings, Shannon was the typical cheerleader you saw in all the teen movies.

Her dyed red hair, which made her normally beautiful copper colored locks glow bright red, was pulled back in a tight ponytail with not a hair out of place. Her make-up, caked on as it was, was impeccable, her long eyelash's fluttering at Carlos as he rested his hand on her thigh and rubbed his thumb against her knee. She giggled, ducking her head and leaning closer to him. She wasn't that tall, maybe 5'5, but she was tan and muscular, and while every other part of her body was toned and lean, she had full c-cup breasts (DA only knew this because of how much Shannon bragged about them in the locker room).

DA sighed, turning away from the sight before Shannon – or worse, Carlos – could catch her staring. That was the last thing she needed. Shannon hated her because of her friendship with Carlos, and she didn't need Shannon draping herself all over her best friend anymore than the cheerleader already was. It made Carlos look just as bad as Shannon. Plus, she knew how angry Carlos got whenever the two of them fought, he couldn't stand the fact they didn't get along. He had long since gotten over trying to get them to become friends though, ever since he had let DA where his letter jacket when she got cold in class one day and Shannon had gone off the wall…in front of the entire varsity soccer team. DA never wore the jacket again.

Picking up her favorite purple pen, she focused on her notebook once again and added to her new poem, scrawling more words in royal purple ink underneath what she'd already written.

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Waiting for the day when you'll wake up and find

That what you're looking for, has been here the whole time

MSB

Okay, originally I'd planned for this to be MUCH longer. Like, pages longer with two or three more scenes added on. But than I realized with the way I wanted to introduce the story adding all of that on made it seem cluttered and confusing (to my mind anyway, which I'll admit has gotten out of shape when it comes to this) so I left it at just this one scene. It introduces DA and Carlos, and Shannon, and I think it shed's a good amount of light on how DA has developed and changed since we last saw her (many, many years ago on a Magic School Bus ;) with a crazy teacher and a genius pet lizard).

The next chapter will have the other characters (I'm hoping to include all of them) and will be longer, I promise :) Constructive criticism is welcome, I feel I need it after my extended vacation. Any hints or tips? Feel free to leave them. Otherwise, just let me know what you think :) Oh! And let me know of any other sites with MSB fanfiction on them please.