Disclaimer: I do not own HTGAWM. I am not Shonda Rhimes. I'm just a teen obsessed with this show and Alfie Enoch and hoping that he makes a twitter account.
Wes POV
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I jumped out of bed immediately at the sound of the Circle of Life blaring from my phone. That was actually a good idea to set that as my alarm music. It's 6:00 and I'm ready for my first day as a junior at my new high school. In about 15 minutes, I'm ready.
"Bye mom!" I yelled. Oh shit she's on the phone. Gotta go gotta go! I darted out the door and to my bike. Good thing for me, the school's not to far, so I wasn't all sweaty when I got there. Now I only had to pray that I hadn't lost my schedule I'd gotten over the summer.
Well shit
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I guess I'll just have to stop by the office. I walked in and approached the lady at the desk. I waited. She didn't seem to notice me.
"Ahem!," I coughed. Oh jeez, I sound like Umbridge. Hem! Hem! But I'm kinda quiet and don't talk to much. Anyways, she looked up at me expectantly.
"OH! Hi! I'm new here, and I need a schedule." I said. "Name?" she growled. What the hell are you growling for?
"Erm.. Wes. Wes Gibbins." I said shakily, actually I was almost laughing because she looked a bit like Chewbacca. She went on her computer and printed it out. With a swift chair swivel, she turned around to get it and hand me my schedule.
"Thank you," I said. She said nothing...okay bitch... Let's see what my schedule looks like.
1 Calculus w/ Ms. Rivera - Rm. 807
2 AP English w/ Ms. Keating - Rm. 304
3 US History w/ Ms. Winterbottom- Rm. 317
4 P.E/ Health w/ Coach Criss - GYM/Rm.106
5 French 6 w/ M Delfino - Rm.1003
6 AP Biology w/ Mr. Leahy - Rm. 811
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Great. I have no fucking clue where any of these rooms are. I did, however, remember my sticky note that says where my locker is. After about five minutes of maneuvering myself through the hallways, a guy finally comes up to me and asks:
"Dude, are you lost?" I nod and he smirks. "Well that sucks for you," he says, turning back around to his friend. Are you fucking kidding me. I realize I am standing there with a whut face on, and before I can fix it, he turns back around and yells.
"Ha! I was just kidding! Did you think I was a dick? Because I kind of am." He keeps talking and his friend with dark brown hair, says "Asher, shut up."
Then, he looks up at me, and I swear he just stares at me for like 10 seconds. So I did what anyone would do: just look around awkwardly and politely wait for him to finish this routine.
I look to this Asher kid for help, but he's just holding back laughter.
"Uh, so yeah, erm... So um yeah, could you help me find my locker, because uh yeah." Finally this dude stops staring at me. It felt like he was sucking out my soul through my eyes.
This Asher dude and his dementor friend shows me to my looker which is right outside my English class.
"Thanks guys," I say to Asher and to his friend. "By the way, I'm Wes, and you are?" I say to the dementor guy. He smirks at me, extends his hand and says: "I'm Connor Walsh." We shake, and I swear he shivers. Okay....
Umm, so we all have the same first period I found out, so we're heading up to Calculus in room 807. I'm just trying to absorb everything while we go upstairs. This is the biggest school I've ever attended, and there are a lot of kids. A lot of girls.
So we, me, Asher, and Connor are about to go to math, when I see a few girls through the window. They're in a group, talking and smoking. Most of them are tatted up and look high or something, but one of them turns around and looks at me dead in the eye.
I stop mid stride and we just kind of stare at each other. By this point, Asher and Connor have stopped, and are looking back at me.
"Oh, those are the skanks," Connor says. [A/N: Glee reference anyone?] "They just kinda stand around smoking and skip class." Well damn, maybe I'd like to get to know some skanks.
But then, that girl who caught my eye grabs her bag, pushes open the door and walks in the school, cigarette in hand. She then proceeds to skip down the hallway in the opposite direction, her arms swinging madly
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Connor POV
So it's the first day of school. Yipee. I'm by my locker talking to Asher. Well actually, Asher is talking to me while I am half listening on my phone. Our conversation went a little like:
Him: So Connor, I ran into this girl the other day
Me: Mmhmm
Him: And she was like soooo hot, right. (makes explosion noises.)
Me: Yup
So, while he was talking to me, he turned around to help some new kid find his locker or something.
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"Dude, are you lost?" he says. Then he turns back to me, saying to him, "Well that sucks for you," Oh God, this is going to be one of Asher's dumbass jokes. He turns back to the new kid and fucking screeches:
"Ha! I was just kidding! Did you think I was a dick? Because I kind of am."
He keeps yelling and so I automatically say: "Asher, shut up." And then I look up from my phone and see this new kid. He's looking very confused. And...
He is so hot. Now, I'm not usually one to stare, but I know I am now. And I can feel my mouth slightly open. And I can hearAsher snickering at me, but I don't care. This kid's skin is this beautiful caramel-y color and he smells like heaven.
"Uh, so yeah, erm... So um yeah, could you help me find my locker, because uh yeah." He trails off. Oh, he talking. I should probably stop staring, I think I'm freaking him out.
Anyway, Asher and I show this angel to his locker. The whole way up, I'm just watching his ass. It's wonderful. He's wearing a striped polo and khakis with sperry sneakers and he honestly looks good enough to eat. Once he puts his stuff in his locker he turns to us and says,
"Thanks guys,"Then he turns to me and asks,
"By the way, I'm Wes, and you are?" I give him my signature smirk, "I'm Connor Walsh." At the touch of his hand, I swear I felt something electric. maybe magic. Bitch, I don't know.
Rebecca POV
Damn. I can't believe school's already starting. But it's not like I'm actually gonna do shit there anyway. As soon as I get to school, I head out to the courtyard where me and my girls smoke and chill.
People call us the Skanks. I guess to summarize what we do, I'd say we're high all the time and we have a lot of sex and we harass other students. Some of these girls are crazy, but I'm not. I swear. I just like sex and tattoos.
I've never had a formal boyfriend before. I just screw around a lot, but that gets tiring after a while and I think it's time to get serious.
Anyway, we're standing there gossiping about something dumb, when i see those idiots Asher and Connor walking down the hallway with some other kid.
But then this other kid turns and looks me dead in the eye.
There us something odd about this guy, but I just can't put my finger on it. I mean, he's attractive, sure, but that's not it. It looks like they're going up for math, which I think is my 1st period. I'm not sure though, I haven't really looked at my schedule yet.
We keep staring at each other until it gets awkward. Intriguing. He kind of looks like a lost puppy. Awww.
Damn, I think I might actually go to class this year.