High School Never Ends
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama/Humor/General
Characters: All
Summary: AU All the heroes are trying to endure the normal troubles of high school including cliques, jocks, cheerleaders, romance, and drama. However, these teenagers are developing powers that are anything but normal. And it might be up to them to save the world.
Chapter 1 – The New Girl
"Jeez, could you slow down!" Peter Petrelli yelled. He did a quick walk down the street, trying to catch up. It was hard to see him in the crowd of people. Peter tried to shove his way through without being too rude but it was hard in a city like New York not to offend someone.
"Hey watch it!" someone said. Peter noticed he had spilled coffee on the man but there was no time to apologize.
"Nathan!" he said angrily. He still couldn't see him. Finally Peter sprinted to the crowd. He caught up with him just before he entered the subway station.
"Nathan," Peter repeated putting his hand on his brother's shoulder.
"What Pete?" Nathan said nonchalantly, as though he hadn't tried to avoid him for the past 10 blocks. Nathan walked down the subway steps and Peter followed him.
"Why did you walk so fast!" Peter said. They put their metro cards in the slots, they walked down another flight of steps, and ended up on the subway platform.
"We're late Peter," Nathan said, not really paying attention. He checked his watch and tapped his foot impatiently. He checked to see if there was a train coming and then he turned to look at Peter.
"We're not that late. Its 7:00, we only have to get to school by 8:10, and you know the ride's only going to be 10 minutes!" Peter said, anger rising in his voice.
"Look, it's the first day and I'm Student Council President. I've got to be there early." Nathan said. The train whizzed by as he spoke and the brothers boarded quickly. They stood up and held on to the railing as train moved back into motion.
"You could have at least told me," Peter said.
"Not enough time," Nathan said grinning. Peter smiled back.
"So, you think you've got your hands full?" Peter said.
"I guess," Nathan shrugged.
"You guess? You're the president and you're the star quarterback!" Peter said laughing.
"I try to stay busy," Nathan said smiling.
"You know Dad's really proud of you," Peter said casually.
"Do you have to bring this up Pete? Dad's proud of you too," Nathan said with an exasperated sigh, as if he did this often.
"Yeah, but not really," Peter said quietly to himself. Nathan heard him and was about to respond but the train stopped abruptly and they shuffled out with the crowd.
They walked up the flights to level ground into the bright sunlight of the warm, early September day. Peter spotted the school a block down and they walked toward it, not saying much.
The large white building was surrounded by trees. Central East High School was a beautiful school and it was only two blocks from Central Park. Peter liked it much better than the private school they had in Middle School. That school was full of snobs and Peter always felt like he didn't belong. But he belonged here.
The brothers stood in front of the building staring around at the benches, the bike racks the columns and the people. The people just hanging out and relaxing, enjoying the few moments before school began.
"Ok Peter, we'll meet after school by the big tree." Nathan said.
"Got it," Peter replied quickly. He was eager to go inside and see everyone. Peter wasn't a very social person but he felt an immediate connection with everyone he met. He couldn't explain it but he knew other people felt it too.
"I'll see you later," Nathan said and they parted ways. Peter entered the school and headed to the table of schedules. He found the sheet with his name on it and he headed for his homeroom. He opened the door to Room 8 and was relieved to see familiar faces.
"Peter!" a voice called to him from the back of the room. Peter could recognize the high voice of his good friend Hiro Nakamura anywhere. He waved frantically for him to come over, his bright blue t-shirt with the Superman symbol and the rectangular glasses made him easy to spot.
"Hey!" he said. He sat down in the desk next to another good friend, Mohinder Suresh.
"How was your summer?" he asked Peter.
"Nothing, basically stuck the whole time with my mom," Peter said.
"Ouch," Ando Masahashi said.
"Tell me about it," Peter agreed. "I heard you and Hiro went to visit some of you friends in Japan,"
"Yes! We had wonderful time, right Ando?" Hiro said. Ando nodded.
"What did you do Mohinder?" Peter asked.
"My father and I went to India. He went to teach some class of another. And I got to help, a little," Mohinder said.
"Boring?" Peter said.
"Yeah," Mohinder said smiling. Peter laughed. "How is your father doing?" he asked.
"Oh he's good but he's still got this crazy idea in his head about evolution," Mohinder said.
"The book he wrote was interesting," Hiro said enthusiastically.
"But it's still crazy. I mean, people with powers like being able to fly or stop time?" Mohinder argued.
"Yeah I guess," Peter said, but he still believed what the book said. He looked around the room and he noticed the person sitting next to Ando. He was scribbling furiously on a piece of paper, his medium brown hair covering his face.
"Issac?" Peter said. Issac popped his head up and looked around.
"Did someone call my name?" he said still looking around.
"Are you ok man? Are you still…?" Peter said not finishing his last questing.
"Oh, Peter!" Issac noticed him. "I'm fine. Yeah. I'm good."
"Are you sure?" Peter said with real concern.
"Really, Peter. I'm fine," Issac dismissed. Peter sighed and looked around at his friends. They shrugged, unable to know what to say. Finally, Peter changed the subject.
"I really hope junior year is better than last year," he said.
"I don't know Pete, we're still the nerds and outsiders right?" Mohinder said. They all laughed at that, even Issac.
"Maybe something will change with year," Peter argued lightly.
"Whatever you say," Ando joked. Suddenly, the bell rang and they all jumped in their seats.
"That always scares me," Hiro said, still shaking off the feeling. The chatter in the room continued and their elderly homeroom teacher, Mrs. Harrison sat at her desk.
"Silence!" she barked and everyone was silent at once. She called attendance but halfway through there was a sharp knock at the door. Mrs. Harrison got up and opened the door. She spoke to the person shortly, and then the girl at the door walked into the room.
She was a petite girl wearing a pair of ripped up jeans and a tight black halter top. Her messenger bag was slung low on her shoulder and her torn up red converse sneakers squeaked as she walked. The most interesting thing about her appearance was her short, dark pixie hair cut.
"Class," Mrs. Harrison said, "We have a new student with us. Her name is Eden McCain She just transferred from Boston."
"Hi," she said nervously. She was confident but still nervous at the same time.
"So Eden, tell us a little bit about yourself," Mrs. Harrison said.
"Well, I just moved to New York. I used to live in Boston-"
"We know that dear," Mrs. Harrison said. "Tell us something new."
"Ok," Eden looked a little upset at the interruption but she brushed it off and continued, "I live with my dad-"
"What about you mother?" Mrs. Harrison interrupted. She was a noisy women that no student really liked at all but no one ever argued with her, ever. At least, not till now.
"Could you stop interrupting," Eden said calmly. There was a gasp from the class that wasn't loud but it was audible.
Mrs. Harrison began to argue but then she stopped. Her mother was moving but there were no words coming out. Finally she gave up.
"You can sit down now," she said, clearly shaken at the momentary lack of voice. Eden sat down at the first desk she could find.
"No one's ever stood up to her," Peter said in awe.
"Yeah," Hiro agreed.
"I think I'm in love," Mohinder joked as he looked at Eden. She looked around, almost as if she knew everyone was talking about her. She smiled at the group and they smiled back.
"I think Peter's right. We might be in for an interesting year," Ando said.