A/N: Hello, everyone. Here is my new story, that I typed up randomly to day. It is AU for the most part. Steve and Claudia are still in high school and Pete and Myka are not working at the warehouse yet. Joshua is still in the bubble thing. It is set in 2004 for so Claudia (14)is a freshman and Steve (18)is a senior. I hope you like it. Please Review.
"Hey look, Angel, it is the freak show!" Chrissy said as she came over slapped my books out of my hands and kicked them into the middle of the hallway. It was the same thing very day. "Look at todays streak, it is purple. The purple does not go with your red hair. Plus you hair is way to long and gross." Angles said with disgust as she pulled the long color streak that was clipped in my hair. I never really cared about what Chrissy or Angle had to say. But it still did not mean that I made me feel like crap. In truth of it all I thought my hair was fraking awesome and Angle and Chrissy had 'gross' hair. Their hair was the same cut. It was about shoulder length and blonde."You are such a loser, don't you think so John?"Chrissy called over to John. Just when I thought it could not get worst, it does. John walked over. His eyes ran over my body making me feel weak. I had to look up to see his eyes. He stood about seven inches above me. John was the basketball star of school and was dating Chrissy and Angel (it was complicated).
"I got to go to class." I told them as I tried to push passed John. I got about two feet from my locker before he grabbed my shoulder and shoved me back into the locker. I heard my shoulder pop out of place, and then felt extreme pain shoot though my arm. "We are not done with you." John whispered in my ear. He sounded just like my foster dad, the person who made me fear everything and everyone. "Hey, leave her alone." I looked to the right and saw my best friend standing there. He was a senior and I was a freshman. John looked over at him and sighed. He knew that he was a stupid idea to mess with Steve. John shoved me into my locker once more and then grabbed Angel's hand and walked off.
"What did you do to piss them off this time?" Steve asked as he helped me get my books off the floor. I laughed at his question. Everyone here hates me but Steve. "Oh, you know. I had purple in my hair." I said jokingly to him. Steve handed me my books. I winced in pain as I tried to grab the books. " I think John popped my shoulder out of place." I explained as Steve had my stepped aside and put my books in my locker. The homeroom bell rang just as Steve started to say something. Within minutes the hallways was almost completely empty. The pain in my shoulder increased as time went on. "Claude, I think you should go to the nurse." Steve said to me. He know that I could not do that. They might find the damage from what my foster dad has done. And that would be very bad. "You know I can't." I told Steve. This was not the first time I popped my shoulder out of place. It has happened about half a dozen times. I knew how to pop it back into place. I pulled my arm over my head and bent in at the elbow and placed my hand on my elbow. Slowly I pulled my elbow down. The was a small pop and the pain in my shoulder become less intense. I looked over at Steve, his eyes were closed and he shudders at the sound. "I hate when you do that." He said as he grimaced. I chuckled as I reopened my locker, only to have it shut by Steve. "Hey, Mr. poopy pants, I need my books for class." Told him as I tried to move his hand of the edge of the locker. Steve quickly opened the bottom locker and grabbed my coat and bag, while I stood there confused.
"No, you don't." Steve said as he grabbed my hand and lead my through the senior hallway. I hand no clue what he was doing or planing. "Steve, were are we going." I asked as he dropped my hand and turned down the junior high hallway. I followed after him. "Steve," I hissed at him "The first hour bell is about ring." Steve to another right turn and stopped. I sighed and ran after him. Steve was standing by the back door of the school. I knew what he was planning on doing, now. "Come on." Steve said as he opened the door and let me walk out first. "I can not believe that we are going to skip school." I whispered to him as she shut the door quietly. Steve was not the kind of person to just skip school. Steve and I quickly walked behind the school and into the student parking lot. Steve had parked his car in the last row. I ran to the passenger side of the car and waited for Steve to unlock the car. Steve unlocked the car and opened the back door and tossed my things into the back. I opened my door and climbed and. Steve did the same. Steve buckled up and started the car, while I reach back and grabbed my cell phone and mp3 player. While Steve backed up, I hooked up my mp3 player to the car stereo and turned and the new play list I made last night. Steve pulled on to the highway. "So were are we going?" I asked Steve after a few minutes of driving. This was the third time this year that we have skipped school. " We are going to the mall and then to the arcade." Steve said. "Seriously the mall and the arcade, that is so cliché." I laughed at his idea. That is what everyone does, even in the movies.
"Well do you have a better idea?" Steve asked me. The car slowed as we come upon a stop light. "No." I admitted to him. " The the mall we will go." I rarely went to the mall, so I guess it was not that bad. It was better then being stuck at school. I could not help but think about what if my foster dad found out about this. He was a mall cop and he worked today. "Steve, we have to be careful, my foster dad is working today." Steve was the only person who knew what my loser of a fake dad has done to me. Steve nodded his head and turned into the mall parking lot. The parking lot was almost completely full, which was not surprising, since this was New Jersey. Steve pulled in a parking space and turned off the car. I unplugged my mp3 play and put it in the glove box. I reached in to the back seat of the car and grabbed a pony tail out of my bag and my coat. I opened my door and jumped out of the car. Steve locked the car and walked up beside me. Steve was about two feet taller the me. I was about to his shoulders. Steve has always given' me crap about bring short.
"So is there any real reason for skipping school today?" I asked Steve as we headed to the front of the mall. "No not really, other then I wanted to do something fun, plus it is nice day." He said to me. I nodded my head. He was right it is a very lovely day.
"Claudia Donovan!" I turned around and saw a short fat man, who looked older then the Earth it self. I know him and I hated that man with my life. He was the man you took my brother away from me. Steve came up beside me and whispered in my ear, "Who is that?"
"Artie Nelson."