ok, so this was done for the Lady Clark challenge ...I began by thinking that this was silly but then I remembered just how many funny high school movies I've seen over the years and I thought why not try it. This is going to have it's share of teenage angst, obviously, but generally it's meant to be light and fun. Hope it comes out that way.

Pairings: Robin/Marian (everyone clap your hands!), Guy/Marian (or mostly Guy running after Marian and not getting her - everyone clap your hands!), Guy/OC (couldn't help but give my Guy a girl so yes, Katherine is all mine!), Will/Djaq ... Hope that meets with everyone's approval!

I've written this story mostly so I could work with all of the gang characters that are very neglected in my main fanfic (Lost Souls) so there's going to be lots of Much, John and Alan in there. Hope you like it and remember reviews equal love!!!!!!!!


NOTTINGHAM - The High School Years

'She's an Outlaw, he's a Knight. He's an Outlaw, she's a knight.
Two are cool and two are not
'

Chapter I – New day, old habits

Kat had eaten very fast that morning and it was already half past seven. The first day of school and she was going to be late. She just knew Principal Lackland would punish her for it. The only students that could afford to do as they pleased in Nottingham High were The Knights and she wasn't one of them. She was the worst of the worst … She was an Outlaw … a nerd. And the Outlaws were a favorite target of the Principal's.

She had tried to slip away without eating but her mother stopped her just as she was sneaking out the door. "Stop right there!", she had said. "Come in and eat. I've made pancakes."

Kat had specifically told her mother never to make her pancakes again since she desperately wanted to lose weight. She didn't want to be "Fat Kat" anymore! She rolled her eyes and turned back towards the kitchen, dragging her feet. "Moooooooom!", she said. "I told you never to make me pancakes again!".

"Come! Eat up. Don't want my princess to get sick!", her father ushered her towards the kitchen table and pushed her down in front of a large plate filled with pancakes, jam, butter and oranges. He kissed her as he headed for the door.

"Daaaaaaaad!", she screamed after him. "I told you not to do that!". She wiped her cheek quickly.

She stuffed her mouth full of the creamy, sweet breakfast and ate without breathing. She managed to finish in record time and jumped off her chair, grabbing her backpack and storming out the door. "Thank you, mom! Bye, mom!", she screamed as she slammed the door.

She saw the black sports car just as soon as she came out of the house. When she heard the loud honking she knew she was in luck. This was it! Senior year! She had promised herself she would tell him by end of this school year. She would have to tell him she was in love with him. She ran down the gravel path and jumped in.

"Hey, brat!", he said.

He had been calling her that since he had found out what it meant. That was about ten years ago.

"Hey, Guy!", she said hoping that her voice did not seem overexcited. He looked better then usual. He always did at the start of a new year. She desperately wanted to jump up and kiss him but she knew she couldn't. He was a Knight and she was an Outlaw. The two didn't mix. Even the fact that they were friends was kept a secret from everyone, including her gang and his ….And then there was Marian Fitzwalter. Guy had had a thing for her since 9th grade. Their on again, off again relationship was the main gossip of the school and the main topic of "The 3G's Newsletter", along side other important topics such as: Guy's hair, Guy's rugby matches, the state of Guy's leather pants and a weekly list of what to wear when Guy meets you in the hallway. Needless to say all the girls thought Marian was the biggest idiot that ever lived.

"Do you like?", he said moving his hand about the interior. "My dad gave it to me this morning.".

He seemed so proud of it she couldn't help but laugh. "Boys and their toys", she said shaking her head.

"Hey!", he warned her. "Don't mock Ritchie! He's coming in handy today, isn't he?"

She did a double take and took a very ironic, mocking pose, lifting her brow as she had seen done in movies. "You've named your car Ritchie?!?"

"Yes …", he nodded. "Something wrong with that?", he asked not understanding her reaction.

She sighed and turned to look out the window. "You are such a nerd!".

He frowned hearing that. If there was something he disliked was being compared to the Outlaws. He was a Knight and he had worked hard to become one. If anyone else had told him that, they would have found their end head first down the toilet, but since it was Kat he simply shoved his foot into the acceleration and jolted her before she had the chance to put on her sit belt, almost driving her straight through the wind screen.

"Guy!", she screamed hitting him as hard as she could. "Don't be a jerk!"

"Don't mock Ritchie then!", he answered. "To think that I woke up early just to take you to school! And this is how you repay me?"

She rolled her eyes as she gazed through the glass at the neighborhood outside, still green and sunny even if autumn was upon it. "Who are you kidding? You wanted to show of."

He laughed with a satisfied smirk on his face. "It's great, isn't it?". His eyes sparkled as an idea occurred to him. "Do you think Marian will like it?".

She slammed her hands over her back pack in annoyance. "You asked me the same question two years ago when you bought the scooter and the answer was the same …No!".

"Well this is not a scooter. I could offer to take her home after class. Do you think she'll go for it?"

"Again … NO!". She looked at him with sadness. It was not just that she was in love with him that hurt her but to see him get used by someone he was love sick over. "Haven't you had enough, Guy?", she asked him seriously this time. "I thought it was over when she dumped you at the Spring Prom."

He shrugged and objected to that immediately. "She apologized for that. She said she was confused. She came back …"

"She only apologized after you were voted Prom King! Face it, Guy. She's using you."

He stopped the car abruptly a block away from the school. "You'll have to get off here.", he said coldly all of a sudden, without looking at her. "You know that …".

"Yeah … yeah", she said angry. "I know!", she got off and slammed the door.

"Don't slam the …", he shouted as the loud noise stopped him. "I always tell her not to slam the door and then she always does.". He sighed and drove towards the school.

She felt his car drive right by her but she didn't turn. The Black Knights (a stupid name she had always thought) and The Outlaws had different entrances, so established by Lackland. While the Outlaws were crowded and crammed through the small service entrance at the back of the school, the Knights entered through the front, the same way the teachers did.

She speed up her step as she had to go around the entire building. Once inside she had to push her way through tens of people getting through the small door and then she made a desperate run towards History class. Mr. Mugger was a close friend of Principal Lackland and he would report any absences on the part of the Outlaws immediately.

She managed to storm into the class just before the teacher and sat down at her established place. Djaq had kept it for her. She barley had time to nod to her friends before Mr. Mugger came into the class wearing his usual frown and bad disposition.

And he was not alone. A few steps behind him, walking slowly, with his hands in his pockets, a tall boy … His hair was blondish and he had a pair of beautiful, blue, defiant eyes. Almost everyone took note of him.

"Right, everyone", Mugger started. "Before getting into your summer projects, we have a new student coming to join us all the way from Africa … This is Robin Locksley."

"Hello!", Robin said in a confident voice. It wasn't enough to stop the muffled laughing coming from most of the class.

Allan Dale, over on the Knight's side of the classroom (not a full blown Black himself but working his butt off to become one), raised his hand up sheepishly. "Not being funny, Mr. Mugger, but if he's from Africa how come he's so white?".

The classroom busted into laughter as Robin squirmed uncomfortably for a moment.

"Shut your trap, Dale!", Mugger ordered in his stern voice and the classroom soon fell into silence, as he started calling out the names of the teams and their summer projects. He was the only teacher that gave projects over the summer (long, difficult ones at that) and he was not well liked for it.

Somewhere during the class, Djaq patted Kat slowly on the back making her drop down in her desk and lean her head to the right. "What do you think? Knight or Outlaw?", Djaq asked pointing to Robin, sited in the front row. He had tried several other sits but unfortunately for him they had all been on the Black Knights part of the class and they had strict rules not to give up the sit next to them without specific permission from either Guy Gisborne or Vasey Sheriff. Robin had looked upon them confused and rather baffled. It was obvious the guy had absolutely no idea how the system worked. Someone had to instruct him and fast before he got himself slaughtered …socially speaking of course.

Kat pondered over the problem for a moment and then whispered: "Not a Knight of course … I don't think they've admitted anyone since 10th grade, though poor ol' Allan lives in hope.". Djaq dropped her head down into her English book in order to laugh undetected. "He's pretty cute so not really sure he's Outlaw material either. Some failing cheerleader might take pity on him and make him one of the happy ones … the normal people.". There were a few of those at Nottingham High. Neither Outlaws nor Knights, they were generally left alone by everyone and lived a nickname free existence.

"I don't know.", Djaq continued. "I could see him as an Outlaw and we could use someone like him on our side. We should try to recruit him."

Kat turned her face slightly towards Djaq and rolled her eyes. "This is high school, Djaq! Not a war!".

"What's the difference?", Djaq asked razing her eyebrows and pointing towards Robin. There was no more talk.

By the end of the class, Mugger had butchered more then half the students giving them the lowest marks he possibly could and announcing that more then 90 percent of the year would be failing History if they didn't get their act together pronto! He said that every year … The only ones to get perfect scores were, as always, Kat and Djaq.

Finally History was over and Kat came out into the hallway looking forward to spending time with her friends. Much, Will and John had joined her and Djaq towards the school yard when the old speaker gave out a loud screeching sound and Miss Marple's prattled voice could be heard: "Katherine Turner is to report to the Principal's office … Katherine Turner, Principal's office now!".

Kat gave out a long wine and faked a faint, from which she was helped op by her understanding and helpful friends: "And I thought I was doing so well!", she said. "What have I done now?"

"It's ok, Katie!", Will said. "You go sit through one of Lackland's lectures and we'll wait for you in the yard. Right, Djaq?", he said seeking reassurance. Ever since Djaq had become a part of the Outlaws Will did not make a decision without asking for her approval. He had been after her ever since 9th grade when she had come to Nottingham High as an exchange student all the way from Iraq.

"Do all decisions have to be run by Djaq now?", Much asked sulking and folding his arms. He had been very cranky since he was dumped earlier during the summer.

Just as Djaq was getting ready to answer, Kat cut her off: "Guys, don't fight! I'll have enough with Lackland. I don't need you too …".

"Miss Turner, principle's office now!". Miss Marple had gotten aggravated and her voice now reached a high voltage that was most unpleasing.

"I'm coming!", Kat seemed frustrated and started running.

She reached the office quickly and knocked on the door. She entered the large, luxurious office and found herself face to face with not only Lackland but also the new student, Robin Locksley.

"Ah, Miss Turner! Finally ….", John Lackland said in his usual over pretentious manner. "I thought we were going to die of old age waiting for you."

"I apologize, sir.', Kat answered looking down. Outlaws had to watch their step with this Principal.

"The new student has to be given a tour of the school. It was Vasey's turn to do it but he has most kindly entrusted the task to you."

Kat had to bite her tongue not to tell the Principal exactly what she thought of his favorite student, but she managed to keep quiet. Sheriff was the only student of Nottingham High that Lackland called by his first name and he had given him every liberty imagined. The little creature practically ran the high school. "I bet he has …", she whispered.

"What did you say?", Lackland asked in a threatening voice bending over the desk.

"Nothing.", she responded quickly and then turned towards Robin Locksley who was looking at her in a most peculiar manner, almost as if he was judging her. "I'm Katherine.", she said extending her hand and shaking his own quickly. "Come!".

With that she pushed him out of the office, cursing her luck. She would have to be the one to instruct the new guy as to how things were at Nottingham High and she just knew he was going to be a handful.


ok ...so ... hope you liked this first chapter! Next time Robin is going to come face to face with a most charming, popular young lady ... I wonder who it could be?!?