Striking Crushes

Beta Version (I might change this)

Disclaimer: I do not own SOR.

This is a You/Freddy fic. When you see (you) that means you have to put your name there.

Background information: You are new to Horace Green. You look like what you look like. And I'm going to start on your first day.

Story starts:

Your alarm clock rang right next to your ear. "God..." you groaned. You weren't exactly a morning person, and you were just having a great dream too…

You flopped out of bed lazily; feeling the morning breeze from the open window hit your face. You grab your uniform and grimace. The uniform didn't exactly strike you as cool.

You quickly put the clothes on, and strode out into the morning. The sun was gleaming brightly already even though your watch only read 7am.

The school – it was so clean and neat. The floors were sparkling, and the halls were quiet…you were early. You could hear the squeak of your shoes against the glittering halls…

Briinnnggg! The bell rang. 'I guess I'm not early then,' you thought confused. You checked the timetable that had been mailed to you.

You took a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Come on in!" said a woman's voice. She started introducing you to the rest of the class. "This is Miss (last name). She will be joining us," said the teacher (who introduced herself as Ms. Glensworth, the form teacher). "(you), please take the empty seat next to…Zack Mooneyham and Freddy Jones," she told you. The boys called Zack and Freddy raised their hands, with a bored expression on their faces. You sat between the two.

You were concentrating on taking notes on what Ms. Glensworth was saying when you heard Freddy whisper, "so where do you come from?"

"(country here). We moved here because of my dad's work," you explained.

"Freddy Jones! Please don't disturb my class! A demerit for you," she said, taking out a black sticker and sticking it onto a red sheet that said Stars List.

"So, you play any instruments?" he asked curiously. You couldn't help rolling your eyes. Some people never learn.

"Yeah. Guitars and drums," you replied. (A/N: I know you might not actually play these in real life but I'm the author so I'm in charge…mwahahaha!)

"I play guitars too," you heard a voice on your left say. You turn around and see a dark haired boy. The one called Zack.

"You should come to band practice with us after school. It's really cool. The whole class is involved," Freddy said on your right.

"Cool…I'll go. I think," you considered, just as the bell rung.

Sorry. I know that was boring, but this is my first fanfiction EVER. I don't think there are enough you/freddy fics so I'm having a go at them. They turn out to be pretty hard. Harder than I thought they would be anyway!

Please review. Please don't flame, but I wouldn't mind if you are critical. Just please keep in mind that this is my first fanfic.