AN: Hello everybody! I'm new to the Grimm side of fiction! But please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Grimm, or the characters.
The world was still dark when I awoke on that early September morning. At first, I didn't remember that it was the first day of school, and simply lay there in the warmth of the blankets. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. It was the first day of school, the first day of tenth grade. Great, just great, I thought to myself as my face slouched into a frown. Yawning, I pushed myself out of bed, and stumbled to my closet. There wasn't much, but I managed to pick out a pair of dark blue jeans, a thin, light blue long-sleeved shirt, and a grey V-neck sweater. Bland, but not too bland, I guess.
Pushing my way through the darkness, I walked over to my brother's room.
"Freddy! Get up! Time for school!" I shouted while pounding on the door. A somewhat inhuman groan came from the other side, and I knew he was awake. Leaving my brother, I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. Yes, I am one of those lame people who still eat breakfast, but it does pay off in school. I'm one of the top in my class. Anyways, I found a clean bowl and poured some cereal and milk into it. Grabbing a spoon, I sat down at the small coffee table and quietly began to eat. Ah, it's good to be back in my routine.
Walking out the door, I turned around.
"Freddy, are you coming?" I yelled into the house.
"Yes! Just a second." He called from the sofa, where he was tying his shoes. Rolling my eyes, I closed the door and continued on to the bus stop, which is luckily right outside house. I wish my parents could take Freddy and I to school like they used to, but they both work early shifts, so they can't. The bus top is the first on the route too, so that's why Freddy and I get up so early, seeing as the school is five miles away. I sat down on the bench and crossed my legs. It was very cold. A couple of moments later, my brother came and sat down beside me. Like me, my brother is very quiet, so we never talk much while waiting for the bus.
"Are you ready for the first day of tenth grade little sis'?" said Freddy, a large, teasing smile dancing across his face.
"Are YOU ready for eleventh grade big bro'?" I said, not thinking of a better come back. He laughed and turned back the other way. I smiled. Maybe this year would be better.
Stepping off the school bus, I took a deep breath and gazed at the place that I would be spending the next eight months at. Grimm High. Now obviously, I had to go home at night, but you get the picture. I walked past some buildings and there were a couple of people I said "hi" to, but I was looking for one person. Scanning the crowd, I nearly bumped into a few people, but was able to dodge them. That's what the first year of high school teaches you. If you aren't a senior or popular, GET OUT OF THE WAY. Where is she? I thought grumpily to myself. Suddenly, I felt an arm wrap around my stomach section and almost pull me to the ground. I quickly regained balance as my grabber let go and I whirled around to see who it was.
"ROSY!" screamed Juliette.
"JULIE! There you are!" I said, hugging her with all my might. Juliette Silverton is and has been my best friend since seventh grade. We actually met through a mutual friend, or boyfriend, in her case. I had known Nick for a while before Juliette and I met. Nick had been in a couple of my classes and he was just a really nice guy, although he could be tense and edgy sometimes. But, there is a big problem in our friendship. He's popular, I'm not. Same with Juliette. I hang out with them, but I'm not popular. I always have my nose in a book and my head in the clouds, as Nick describes it.
"It's so good to see you! I haven't seen you all summer, since I've been in Spain all summer visiting my grandparents. How've you been? What did you do?" She asked all in one breath.
"I've been good, but I haven't been doing much. You know, the usual. Reading, eating and seeing a movie here and there. Alone, of course." I explained much more calmly. She groaned.
"I NEED to get you a boyfriend!" I laughed at the hilarity of it.
"Yup, because I have so much charm and allure. I'm sure those boys are lining up!" I sarcastically replied.
"Oh, c'mon. You've got plenty! Sometimes I wonder if you're prettier than me…" She trailed off.
"If I was even as remotely as pretty as you, I would be popular. But-" I did jazz hands "-clearly, I'm not." Juliette sighed in defeat and yawned.
"So, what are your classes?" She asked. I wracked my brain, since I wasn't sure if I was right.
"I think I have Botany first, and then Shakespearian-English, then Advanced Guitar, and I forget after that."
"Botany? That's a class?"
"Oh, well if you got all A's in science last year, you could do Botany, and I thought it might be fun." I confirmed. She nodded and as if on cue the bell rang.
"I guess I should be getting to Math. Bye Rosy!" She waved goodbye and walked off. Sighing, I started the far walk to the Botany room, which is on the other side of the school. Dozens of people were steaming the other way, but I fought through the current. I was almost there when someone turned the corner in front of me and we collided. I was getting beat up left and right this morning!
"Hey watch it! Who do you think-" he began to say. I recognized him. We'd been friends since grade school, and I can't believe I didn't say hi this morning. And I've only had a crush on him for the longest time.
"Rosalie! Let me help you up!" he said, grabbing my hand and yanking me up. I smiled.
"S-Sorry…" I stuttered.
"No problem!" He grinned. I really love that grin.
"Hey, what's your name?" he asked, concern streaking his face.
"Wh-what?"
"Your name. I want to make sure you don't have a concussion, you fell pretty hard there, man." He said.
"Oh, heh, Rosalie Calvert, and the year is 2012." He smile and nodded.
"And what's mine?" he asked.
"That's easy. You're Edward Monroe."
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