High School Never Ends
By: Tend to Infinity
You may have noticed the diversity of my writing if you read my profile (go ahead, click on it, there's a link right there. No, not here you moron, above this text. ^^) This is a long story of Rugrats, all grown up, taking place at High School. I hope you enjoy it, as I enjoyed writing it.
Warning: Teen.
Rated teen for suggested sexual situations, some language and mild violence. However, when this occurs I will warn at the start of the chapter.
This story contains fluff. KxP, TxL and possibly AC but unlikely and the possibility of a few characters: Edward, Fillmore and Ingrid, crossing over. However, not likely.
I do not own Rugrats: All grown up, but the plot is mine.
Chapter 1: Open the Gates.
[I]
[T]
Tommy and Chucky walked into the bustling high school, Chucky instantly affected by a de-ja-vu like feeling of claustrophobia. Chucky was the grade above Tommy, and Tommy was now a freshman, gazing around in awe at the sheer magnitude of the building around him.
Tommy smiled, he had been somewhat looking forward to and dreading the new school experience that he was about to begin. Lessons hadn't begun yet, but so far so good. "So, how is it, Tommy?" Chucky asked, wheezing ever so slightly.
"Good so far, Chuck," he replied. He pulled a small, crumpled note out of his pocket and read it. "Locker 241a." he laughed to himself. "How am I supposed to know where that is?"
Chucky laughed. "No idea, but I do," he bit his bottom lip, thinking. He then nodded. "I remember, it's next to the boys toilets, at the 'A' section."
"Thanks," he said, following Chucky. Middle school was nothing like High school. Middle school was where kids were only slightly divided, though here it was dramatic and he couldn't help but notice. There were Goths, Cheerleaders, Nerds, Computer Programmers, Jocks and loads more.
Chucky breathed into his inhaler. Chucky was a nerd, a smart nerd, not one of those dumb nerd dorks. He was an almost straight 'A' student, a chess player (the assisting captain of the chess team) and a computer nerd. Tommy was indefinable, he did what he enjoyed. Though most people, namely Angelica and anyone she infected with her words, described Tommy as a loser in middle school.
"Here we are," Chucky announced when they reached the boys bathroom. "I'm sorry, Tommy, but I have to go. The chess club is having a quick meeting."
Tommy laughed. "Knock yourself out, see you later Chucky."
"Bye, Tommy." He said and briskly tried to force his way through the crowd. When he failed he pushed himself up against the locker and walked along it, hoping no one was checking their lockers.
Just as Tommy began to look for his locker, the bathroom doors burst open and a familiar face walked out. "Tommy!" he said. It was Phillip Deville, a strange, charismatic boy who had been one of Tommy's best friends ever since they were babies, literally. "How's it going, amigo. I haven't seen you since forever!"
"Phil, I saw you yesterday," Tommy laughed, hi fiving him. "We played the hoops at yours."
"Oh yeah," he said, putting his fingers on his chin and pretending to think. "I crushed you, right?"
"No," Tommy corrected. "I beat you so badly the neighbourhood started to write songs about you!"
Phil winked. "Must be something up with my brain," he joked. "Mums right then!"
Tommy laughed and headed for his locker, checking the paper again for his combination and rolling it in. "High school sucks," Phil remarked, leaning against the nearby locker, waiting for Tommy to finish.
"You've only been here for a few minutes," Tommy explained, checking through the empty books for his letters. "How can you hate it already?"
"Durr, it's school," Phil replied. "How can you not hate it?"
Tommy chuckled, took a few of the empty books and shut his locker. "Where's Chucky?" Phil asked, looking through the crowd, which was starting to disperse as the students headed for their homerooms. "I thought he'd be with you."
"He thought he would secure his place on the cool table straight away," Tommy replied and then laughed when he saw Phil frown. "He is at a chess club meeting."
Phil chuckled. "Yo, buddies," they heard a high, pretty female voice call. They smiled when they saw Kimi, their Japanese friend. She never usually said yo, so she was probably mocking Phil.
"Sup ma bitch," Phil joked and low fived her. "How are you finding high school?"
"Not so hot," she replied. "Have you heard the news about your sister?"
Phil shook his head, Kimi turned to Tommy and he did the same. "She has been hanging out with Angelica, and with all the jocks."
"No way," Tommy said. "not Lil, she isn't like that."
Phil frowned. "I don't know, Tommy," Phil said, thinking about the events of the holiday. "Lil went out a lot over the summer, especially with Angelica, maybe she has got with that click."
Tommy hadn't seen Lil in a few weeks, as she was out when Phil and he were playing basketball. He hadn't asked where, and this would explain. "Don't worry about it, guys," he explained. "She will sit with us at lunch, no doubt about it. She is probably just getting a bigger social group."
Kimi smiled, glad to be back with the group. It had been two weeks since Tommy, Phil and Kimi has been together, since she had been to visit the family in Japan, leaving Chucky and his dad at home, ill. Everything was back to normal now, her rampant feelings for Tommy had finally subsided, leaving her completely void of the awkward "hellos" that happened in middle school.
"Who's your homeroom teacher?" Tommy asked the two of them, reading his off the paper. "Mine's Mr. Weinstein."
"Mine's Mr. Jackson," Phil said. "Great, we have Albert Weinstein and Michael Jackson teaching us, who have you got Kimi, Mr. Lesley."
Kimi giggled and pulled a perfectly folded note out of her pocket. "Mr. Daniels," she said and sighed. "how boring."
"How long do you bet it will be until Phil gets kicked out for making a joke about Mr. Jackson's name, Kimi?" Tommy asked, nudging Kimi in the side.
"Five minutes, tops," she replied, winking at Phil, who had pretended he had been shot in the chest and was clutching his heart.
"That hurts, guys," he said. "Anyway, I've got to dash, it's home room time."
"See you Phil," Tommy and Kimmi waved. "I'll walk with you," Kimi said, "our homerooms are on the same corridor."
"Ok, Kimi," Tommy said.
[II]
[T]
Tommy pushed open the door to him home base and saw the class listening to their Mp3 players. There was no teacher yet so none of them were worried. Like the school, the room was divided and one could tell the factions merely by observing. The class was divided into rows and he sat at the end of one.
Unfortunately for Tommy, he couldn't see anyone he knew from middle school, except one: Tom, a nerdy kid with an arrogant and vicious attitude. He was a mathematical prodigy who studied Physics, and he clearly did not think that high school was worth him, as he was sitting on his own with his legs propped up on the table. Tommy wasn't going to sit by him, he wasn't in the mood.
Tommy took a seat at the edge of the room, happy to be ignored as he only really cared for his life-long friends. That reminded him, he couldn't believe that Lil was suddenly involved with the Jocks and cheerleaders, like Angelica. Lil and him were close, as close as he was with Chucky sometimes.
Tommy's phone buzzed in his pocket and he checked for teachers before reading it.
Phil: Sup Tommy, Mr. Jackson's hilarious! Im mockin him all the time!
Tommy: lol. He figured it out yet?
Phil: Naa.
Tommy chuckled and waited for the next lesson, spending his time in homeroom staring at the clock.
[C]
The chess room was crowded today with ten members, all incredibly gifted at the game. Chucky and the rest had been given permission for a few games during the time in homeroom. "Checkmate," Chucky said, pushing his queen in front of the king.
"Damn it," his opponent said, a squatty maths nerd.
"Homeroom now, guys," Chucky said. "Don't what Mr. Moxley breathing down my neck constantly." Chucky stood, packing his board and his pieces into his pocket as he went.
Chucky was a model student in a way, but he hated his time at school. Everyone thought he was a dork, and he was, but that didn't make it better. He loved chess, but he hated being mocked. In spite of this, he was to stubborn to do what they say (this was a new personality change). He was still a coward, but a chess loving coward.
"You've got to go for county, Chuck," a fellow chess player said, after watching him beat the other kid. "I see you have been practicing over the summer and have come back amazing!"
"No way," Chucky said. "They'll kill me, but thanks anyway."
Chucky pushed opened the door and walked out. Funnily enough, to the chess club he was a cool kid.
[K]
I am sick of this already! Kimi thought, resting her head on the table in English class. She wasn't even going to pretend to listen, and cram at the last minute. It had worked before, and it would work again. Her brother scolded her for this, but she always laughed and winked at him. She loved her brother, but he was such a buzzkill sometimes.
Kimi felt something light hit her in the back off the head and a laugh. She turned and picked it up. When she looked behind her, she saw that it was Phil, flicking paper around the room at the back of people's heads. "Get lost, Phil!" a girl called from a side of the room. The teacher was not here yet.
Kim turned and saw Phil, he gestured over. "Come over here Kimi," he called. He patted the seat next to him and she smiled. Kimi sat next to him, he had his feet up on the table.
"Yo, yo!" he said.
"Phil, do you have to have your feet up on the table?" she moaned, though she was faking.
"Yep," he said. "Or they lock up!"
Kimi pulled a notebook out of her pocket, and started scribbling a stick figure. She had decided to learn how to draw, a funny thing to decide, but she wanted a new hobby. "Where's the teacher?" she said, leaning on the desk again when another picture went wrong.
Phil laughed. "What do you think of my flick book," he said, passing her his new notebook, which he had drawn on the corners.
Kimi flicked the book down, and it showed a man falling down the stairs and exploding. She giggled, it was actually quite good. "It's great," she told him.
"You're a gonna, apparently," Phil joked, when Kimi tried to fall asleep on the table. "Chucky told me our teacher, I think her name was Mr. Denphy, is a real stick in the mud."
The day went by slowly and all lessons seemed to tend to infinity. It seemed even the nerdiest of nerds, Chucky included, were not enjoying high school. It wasn't that the lessons were hard, at least not for Lil and Chucky, but the teachers were boring and the lessons long. By lunch time, the whole group were contemplating suicide.
[All]
"I hate this," Tommy said, he was with Chucky at the lunch room, getting lunch in the queue. "It seems to go on and on and on and on."
"I'll agree with that," Chucky said.
Phil cut through the line, cutting underneath the rope which separated him from it. "Phil, you can't cut!" Chucky protested.
"Sure I can," he laughed. He grabbed a tray from the table beside him and joined them. "How's the food?"
"It's better than middle school," Chucky replied. "But I question whether or not any of the ingredients are real."
"Hey, if it fills me, who cares," Phil said, as they approached the canteen desk. "So," he said to the ugly, old lunch maid at the counter. "What would you recommend?"
"The fish, now move along," she replied, irate at Phil's attitude already.
"Your hearts not in this, is it?" Phil mocked as she slapped the fish down onto his plate. "God's sake," he muttered as he headed to the table.
Chucky and Tommy got there food and quickly followed Phil, taking an empty table in the corner of the room. "Hey guys," another familiar voice sounded. It was Lil, and she was with Kimi.
Lil was… different. She had grown, a lot. Her hair was long and curly, around shoulder length. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a yellow top. Tommy bit his lip, she was beautiful, on a whole other scale than before. "Hi Lil," he said, "long time no see!"
Lil smiled. Kimi and Lil were carrying there food so they must have been waiting for Tommy, Chucky and Phil. Kimi sat down, opposite Phil and Tommy, who were sitting next to her. Chucky moved over for her and Lil sat on the edge of the table. "Hi Tommy and Chucky," she said. "How was summer?"
"It was good," Tommy said.
"Yeah," Chucky told her.
"Guys, I'm sorry I didn't meet up with you," Lillian apologised.
Just before Lil could continue her story, Angelica and a few of her cheerleader friends arrived at the table. Angelica was a powerful person, who was obsessed with people loving and respecting her. This personality had quickly made her the most popular kid in school, the captain of the cheerleading team. Lil, who had grown into the friendship, found out that she was pretty, so she clung to Angelica, and was quickly becoming important in the school status quo.
The gang had known Angelic enough to know that when she was there, it did not spell good news for them. "Hi Lil," she said and her friends followed. "So, you wanna leave these losers and come sit with us?"
"Umm…" Lil said, frowning. She looked over to everyone and bit her bottom lip, not knowing who to choose.
Tommy, realising this, spoke up. "It's alright Lil," he said. "We can catch up later, go and speak to your friends."
Lil smiled at him and his legs went numb. "Thanks Tommy," she said. "See you later, guys."
Tommy watched Lil's ass bounce as she walked off. No, he thought, no thoughts like that, she is my one of my best friends, it would ruin everything. Tommy shook his head quickly.
"What's happened to my sister?" Phil muttered under his breath. Kimi and Phil were having their own conversation whilst this was going on, so he did not notice Tommy's eyes toward his sister. "You wanna meet up tonight?" Kimi asked Phil, "shoot some hoops, and stuff."
"Yeah, sure," Phil said, shovelling the food into his mouth without tasting it. Chucky was wrong, the food here was worse. "Man, this food sucks."
Kimi laughed. "Agreed," she said after trying the pizza on her plate, which was stale and hard. "It's awful."
Kimi had been given a new phone, for the start of school, and she loved it. She wasn't allowed a phone for so long that having one was a big deal. "Oh, I forgot," she said, pulling it out of her pocket.
"Nice phone," Phil commented, nodding his head.
Kimi smiled. "Thanks. Can you add your number to it, I only got it yesterday."
"I'm not worthy," he said, as he took it from her. Kimi really was awesome, not like other girls. She was cool, funny and not to mention cute. Phil, like Tommy before (only he didn't know), suppressed any thoughts of relationship./ He couldn't risk it, Kimi was his best friend, and since Susie had moved to a private school and Lil had become obsessed with the Jocks, they had been closer than ever. "There you go," he said, handing it back to her.
"Thanks, Phil," she replied, winking. "Now I have something to put on the websites."
"What websites," he asked.
"Gay and single," she joked, bursting into laughter.
"Bitch," he winked. "Come over to mine then, around five?"
Kimi nodded and got back to eating her nasty excuse for a lunch.
End of Chapter 1
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