A/N: Alright, so I kicked this idea around for a while, I hope you all enjoy. Remember it's a parody. Nate and Krystal are my OC's. Domino and Dell belong to InkNQuill and Eva & Marcus belong to Phil-O.
There is a place in the middle of the Atalntic…City of the USA, that place is Rapture High School. And it is the first day back from summer vacation.
An alarm blared early in the morning until a hand came down and knocked it from the bedside table onto the Linoleum floor of the bedroom. Its denizen fell back into slumber as the room fell silent. That is until the door flew open and the covers were torn from his body, revealing it to the cool air. The sleeper looked at the culprit with half-lidded eyes. She was wearing a pair of Blue jeans, a red T-shirt brown canvas shoes, and bandages on her left arm, for no other reason than looks, her brown hair cascading down her shoulders.
"Krystal?" The sleeper asked, "When did you dye your hair? And why did you wake me?"
"We need to get going if we're going to meet up with Domino and Dell." She told him. "And I dyed my hair last night."
Nate groaned as he left the comfort of the bed. If there was one thing Nate hated, it was school. All it was to him was hell. That's all Rapture High was: Hell. Why hell? All the morons who think themselves superior then everyone else because they have some fancy brand of clothes, the fools who love to pretend to be your friend just to stab you in the back, there were many reasons but those were the main reasons. Still, at least he only had to endure this for another year after this, then he wouldn't have to set foot in that damned building again. He got up and walked to his closet and grabbed his daily attire which consisted of blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a jean jacket.
The sudden rush of hot water hitting his bare back woke him up completely in three seconds flat. He washed up quickly before they left to meet Domino and Dell on the corner, as planned. Domino wore a pair of skinny jeans which accentuated her modest curves with a light tan T-Shirt that was relatively lose on her with a red hoodie unzipped on top of that. Dell wore a pair of baggy black jeans held up with a belt buckle with a grey shirt and leather jacket, also black.
"About time you two showed up," Domino said sarcastically, "what took you so long?"
Krystal pointed to Nate, to which Nate shot her a dirty look.
They were good friends, but it's strange how they all met though: Nate met Dom were enemies until they fought at the Junior High.
Flashback
Students crowded around the two fighting teens. Some were even making bets.
"Who's your money on?" A male student asked his sister.
"Definitely Nate," She said, "That bitch is gonna get what's coming to her."
"I think Dom will kick his ass." He replied.
Nate dodged a punch from Domino and managed to kick her in the side. Normally he would never hit a woman, but she wanted to fight him, so he made the choice to treat her like any opponent who opposed him. Dom actually enjoyed fighting with him, it was her favorite pass-time, because they were both students under the same Marshal Arts instructor. So they saw it as sparring.
Dom managed to land a blow right to Nate's left cheek causing him to stumble back. Nate recovered and block the kick Dom had used to hit him in the side and flipped her onto her back, hitting the floor. Nate went in to finish the fight but Dom kicked him in the stomach. They charged at each other, ready to lay the other out with one last punch. Before they could however the principle came in and sent them to the office. As they waited outside to go into the office, Nate chuckled a bit.
"What are you laughing at?" She questioned.
"Have you ever stopped and wondered why we still fight each other?"
"Not really, no."
"Were to equally matched, we may as well just be staring at each other."
Dom thought for a minute and realized he was right; they had fought since there class together and every-single-time it was a draw. 'He was right.' She thought before she burst into laughter.
End Flashback
The two have since had an agree met to fight with and not against each other, but would still spar once in a while. And have been friends since.
Krystal and Dell had been friends for a while, Nate met Dell from Krystal, and Dom met Krystal through Nate. The four friends walked to the High School, out front was a boy with black hair that was a bit spiky, with black eyes and a navy colored scarf he wore around his neck, a black dress shirt with rolled up sleeves and a red tie, dark blue jeans with a chain on the left side and white/red sneakers also black fingerless gloves, and a girl who had on a black Shirt with a picture of Blue Roses and vines on it, a silver hooded vest with navy jeans that looked ripped up and black shoes, with short brown hair. They didn't know who they were, but Nate did.
"Hey Marcus, Hey Eva," Nate signaled to them, "What's up?"
"Hey Nate," Marcus said giving him a fist bump, "Not much, you?"
"Same. What up with you Eva you seem down." Nate asked.
"Things didn't work out with Sam," She told him, then saw his friends, among them was a very beautiful girl with a red hoodie, "Who are they more, more importantly whose that girl in the red hoodie?"
"Hmm? Oh right sorry," Nate turned to Dom and the others, "Guys this is Marcus Anderson and Eva Moore, they recently moved to the city during the summer. Eva, Marcus, they are Krystal, Domino, and Dell."
They talked a bit then Nate remembered, he left his signature black fedora at the house.
"Hey, guys I'll be right back, I need to go get something."
And with that he was off, good thing they didn't live too far away from the school. He walked back to the house and grabbed his hat, but when he started walking back he literally ran into something, more specifically someone, and they both fell to the ground. He looked to see who he ran into and he'd swear he saw an Angel. She wore a white tank-top with matching skirt a little past her knees, with a black hoodie unzipped. Her light brown hair was a little messy from falling. Her eyes were as blue as sapphires.
"I'm sorry." She said with a slight English accent, looking back at Nate.
"No, It was my fault, I'm sorry." He said helping her back to her feet. "I'm Nathaniel, and you are…?"
"Eleanor, a pleasure to meet you Nathaniel." She responded, a smile on her soft face.
Normally Nate hated being called by his name, but he liked when she said it.
The two walked to the school together, chatting a little as they did.
"So who you got for first hour?" Nate asked.
"I have Mr. Poole, if I remember correctly." She answered
"Well looks like were in the same class then." Nate commented, "What else?"
"Hmm…
I have Mr. Alexander for mathematics second period, Social Issues with Mr. Fontaine third, for fourth period, and My Aunte Grace for Fifth period."
"What's fifth period?"
"Choir, since I love to sing." She said. "What about you?"
"I got the same fourth as you, but I have guy named "Mr. Topside" for PE second hour, Health with Dr. Sau Chong for third, and Social Issues fifth."
"You have a PE class second hour?" She asked, Nate nodded, "that's the class my father is teaching, if you could please tell him I said "Hello" and I'll try to make it over this weekend."
"Sure." Nate told her.
Eleanor tripped somehow, and nearly hit the ground a second time had Nate not grabbed her and caught her. They stayed that way for a bit, Eleanor caught in Nate's arms as they stared into each other's eyes, as if gazing at each other's souls. Eleanor's face reddend a bit from the embarrassing moment, Nate was frozen, but then he realized they would be late soon.
He mentioned this to Eleanor who nodded and the two ran to the School in a mad attempt not to be tardy the first day.
A/N: I know it's a bit dry right now, but the next chapter may bring in some tension. Remember to drop a review.