Ok, again, I am putting off other stories which is bad BUT... I had this idea from when my class had to reasearch a certain play and I was just thinking "Omg, I could make a fan fiction outta this" So... TADA! Also I know that none of the SFPD went to the same high school or are the same age but lets just pretend they are! Yay! Imagination!
"Ok, it's just high school, Natara." Natara starts whispering to herself "You've been to one before just not as..." She looks over to see a freshman with his head forced into a toilet by a senior "...Scary" She tucks her hair behind her ear walks up to the student services office when she accidentaly knocks another student so all his stuff in his bag falls on the floor. "Oh my God. I'm so sorry!" Natara bends down to help pick up the strangers things "You see, its my first day and I'm just trying not to get lost and..." Natara talks very quickly.
"Woah, woah. Slow down there." He laughs slightly at her nervousness. "A pretty face like yours shouldn't have to worry about this kind of stuff." He finishes sorting out his stuff and stands up. He helps Natara up.
"Thanks." She says, slightly blushing "I'm Natara."
"No problem. I'm..."
"Mal!" A blonde haired girl strides over to the two of them, hand on hip. "Come on, we need to go."
"Hi, I'm Nat..."
"Blaise." Her blue eyes dart over to Nat for a second then she continues to glare at Mal "Well? Come on." Blaise drags Mal away from Natara.
"See ya later." He shouts, she just wave bye, opening the door to the office.
"Ah, Miss Mansingh. I was wondering when you would turn up." The teacher says. She has pale skin and dark hair.
"H-How do you know my name?"
"I know all students names. I also saw that you were getting to know Malachi for a second there." She shakes her head "Trouble maker. Probably going to follow in his father's footsteps."
"His father's footsteps?"
"Yep, right now his father is doing time in the big house"
"Oh."
"Also, your parents wanted the school to place you in after school and lunch time activities that will help you meet other people like you." The teacher hands Natara a little slip of paper and a book. "This book is where you will record your homework and where you'll keep a copy of your timetable. Your first class is English."
"Ok." Natara smiles and stands up to leave the room
"Oh and welcome to San Francisco High."
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Meanwhile
Blaise hit Mal hard on the head
"Ow! What was that for?" He scowls at her and rubs the back of his head, where she hit him
"Are you stupid? Have you forgot everything that you know about being popular? Never talk to the new kids! Especially not the nerdy ones!"
"Hey! I was just trying to be nice!" Mal raises his hands in defense. Blaise looks up at Ken and begins to speak again
"Um, newsflash. No one thinks your nice."
"Well I can try."
"You can either try to play nice, or be popular. Your choice."
"Ok, sorry. I won't talk to her."
"Good" She smiles slyly. The only thing she didn't know, was that he never follows anything he is told.
Tada! Shoutout to the person that can guess which play I based this on.
