Author's Note:
This is my first fanficiton, so please be easy on me! Ha ha.Disclaimer:
I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters associated with the show. I do own Lissa, though. Now that that's cleared up, here's the story!~*~
Lissa Anderson's black BMW pulled up to an unfamiliar school. She turned her gaze out the window and sighed, really annoyed at the situation at hand.
*Great, a new school, new people. Just what I need.* She thought glumly. *Why did my parents have to take me to this new hell?* Lissa's old school wasn't much better, though. Everyone back at Redwood Hills insisted on labeling her as 'punk' or 'Goth' because of her clothes, usually consisting of all black, and her naturally dark brown hair and dark eyes. She hated it, like she hated all of the 'popular' people that always threw parties that she was never invited to. Lissa didn't care, though, all she needed was her best friend, Maggie.
Maggie was the best, Lissa would always go over to her house and they would chat, hang out and watch movies. Maggie would never get invited to Lissa's house, though, because of the little fact that she was filthy rich. Lissa would surely miss her.
Then, her mother's voice lifted her out of her nostalgia. "Lissa, darling, we're here." She said, looking back at her daughter.
"Yeah… I know." Lissa said, thoroughly miserable.
"Oh, come on, Liss, it won't be that bad, you'll see." Her mother said, trying to cheer Lissa up… it wasn't working.
"Mom, why did you and Dad have to send me to this place? Why did we have to move?" Lissa whined. She obviously didn't want to get out of the car. She knew she was acting immature.
"Lissa, if you don't get in there, you're going to be late." Her mother warned. Lissa sighed and finally pushed the door open to the car and slowly (very slowly) walked into Degrassi Community School.
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When Lissa walked into the school, the first thing she saw was a red-headed girl who was dressed differently than the other people that were surrounding her (like Lissa). She was talking to another girl, with short, dark hair, who was also dressed differently. Then, when she shifted her gaze, she saw a preppy-looking blonde haired girl, who was chatting with an equally looking preppy African American girl. They were giggling, when a 'popular' looking boy walked up to them and started talking to them, also. Lissa scowled.
*I see this school isn't much different from my old school.* She thought. Then she realized that she had no idea where to go, or where the office was. She sighed yet again, and knew she was going to ask somebody. She decided on asking the red-headed girl. She didn't dare ask that preppy girl and her jock boyfriend.
"Excuse me, do you know where the office is?" Lissa asked the red-head timidly.
"Yeah, I can show it to you if you want me to." The girl replied. That was a good start. At least the girl didn't shove her off. "Can you excuse me, Ash?" The other girl, now known as Ash, nodded.
"Thanks," Lissa replied. She then followed the girl down an unfamiliar hallway (AN: Well, the whole school is unfamiliar to her, but you know what I mean. Anyway…)
"So," the red-headed girl started, "Are you new here at Degrassi?" she asked.
"Yeah," Lissa answered, "I'm Alissa, but you can call me Lissa."
"Ellie," she said, holding out her hand. Lissa shook it uncertainly. No one had ever greeted her that nicely at Redwood Hills. They walked in silence until they came to a door.
"Here's the office." Ellie said, turning to Lissa.
"Thanks."
"No problem," Ellie said, "Hey, maybe we'll have some classes together."
"Maybe," Lissa said, obviously not feeling comfortable with Ellie yet.
"See ya," Ellie said, then she walked off leaving Lissa at the office door. She carefully pushed the door open and walked in.
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"So, you're new at this school… you must be Alissa Anderson." A stern looking man said to Lissa. She squirmed. Her book bag straps were starting to cut into her skin, but that wasn't the reason. She didn't like the way the man was looking at her. *What is this guy's problem? Does he have something against people who dress this way? God, you think an adult would be a little more mature…*
'This guy', as Lissa had called him, was obviously the principal. She read his name on the desk, 'Mr. Raditch'. *Raditch… sounds like 'radish'* Lissa thought, amusing herself. Mr. Raditch could tell that she wasn't listing.
"Young lady, I'm speaking to you. Did you hear what I said about your schedule? Obviously not, as you were staring out into space," Raditch said, answering his own question. "Here… here's your schedule," he handed a piece of paper to her, "Your homeroom is Media Immersion. I'll have Delores (AN: the secretary… I made up the name, okay, I'm done interrupting) show you where that is. And your locker number is 743 and your combination is on the paper that your schedule's on. I'll write you a hall pass." Raditch finished.
He finished scribbling on a piece of paper and handed it to Lissa. "Okay, do you have any questions?" Raditch asked her.
"No, sir." Lissa said awkwardly. *Jeez, he sure is trying to get rid of me.*
"Good, then Delores will escort you out." Raditch said, motioning to the secretary at the desk. She nodded back at Raditch.
Lissa got out of her seat and walked out the door with the door with the secretary.
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They walked through the halls in silence. Lissa occasionally glanced at the secretary who seemed to be looking bored. She could tell that she had done this many times before. Just then, they arrived at her locker number.
"Here's your locker," the secretary said, sounding as bored as she looked. "Your class is over there." She pointed to a door just to the left of Lissa. Then she left.
*Wow, she sure sounded thrilled.* Lissa thought again. She pulled her book bag off and set it on the floor. She looked at her schedule and at the very top was her combination. *What's the deal with putting the combo on my schedule? Anyone can see it…* She rolled her eyes and tried the combination.
*10... 35... 42...* She tried to get the lock off, but it stayed locked. *Damn locker.* Lissa thought, thoroughly pissed. This day was not going great.
"Come on," She said to herself. *10... 35... 42...* She tried again, but no avail. "Damn it!" she cursed. She looked desperately down the hallway for the secretary, but knew that she was long gone by now. *Stupid bitch, she shouldn't have walked off like that.* Lissa knew that her last hope was to go into her homeroom class and ask someone for help.
She picked up her army printed book bag and walked into another foreign room. She saw the same preppy girl that she saw out in the hallway, and her friend. She saw their jock boyfriends, too. But to her amazement, she saw Ellie sitting at the last computer sitting with a REALLY cute, dark haired boy. Everyone was staring at her. She looked to the right and saw a bald man sitting at his desk typing on a bright green laptop. She walked over to him.
"Um… sir?" The bald man looked up from his computer and frowned.
"Yes?" he asked, annoyed at her interrupting his work.
"I-I'm Lissa Anderson, I'm new here." she said pathetically. "I had to go to the office to get my schedule, and my locker wouldn't open…" Lissa started, but the man cut her off.
"Oh!" he immediately stood up. Lissa looked up at him. He was really tall.
"Everyone! Attention please!" the man started, he turned to Lissa and put a hand on her shoulder. "This is Alissa Anderson, she's new here at Degrassi. Please everyone make her feel welcome here." He glanced at the blonde haired prep and her friends as they giggled and whispered something about 'vampire' and 'Goth'. Lissa already hated them.
"Alissa, I'm Mr. Simpson. You can take a seat next to Ellie and Marco." Mr. Simpson said, and pointed back to them.
"Okay," she said, and walked over to them. Ellie seemed pleased to see her here.
"Hey," She whispered. "What a coincidence!" Lissa smiled.
She glanced at the boy sitting next to her. *Oh my gosh, he is so hot!* Lissa thought. She could feel her face getting red. She knew she looked as red as a beet, and Ellie knew she was staring.
"Oh, Lissa, this is Marco. Marco, this is Lissa." Ellie introduced us. He smiled at her. Lissa thought her heart was going to melt.
"Nice to meet you." He said, winking at her. Lissa knew her face was about ten shades of red right now. She tried to hide it with her hair.
"Y-yeah." She stuttered, not bothering to look at him.
*Gosh, talk about embarrassing! My face looks like a tomato right now. Ugh, this day is not going very great, I'm already embarrassing myself…* Lissa thought, feeling really stupid. She sighed and started staring at her blank computer, wondering what the class was doing at the same time, but not really caring. All she could think about was Marco already.
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