This is pretty much my first fanfiction. I had a little trouble and got lost after awhile so I'm not that happy about parts of it. So you might notice, I might edit a couple small things sooner or later. If you don't like it, don't read it.
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The sun, creeping over the horizon, sweeping away the darkness that had haunted the city, cautiously revealed itself. The alarm clock rung several times before the boy reached for the device that sat on the counter beside his bed. While his face still hid beneath the bed sheets, he reached over, feeling his way to the counter. He seized the alarm and threw it at the wall, the marble only suffered a scuff on the radiant wall. The alarm, broken, sat silently, pieces scattered across the floor.
The boy clumsily stood up, stretched his arms, and followed up with a tiresome yawn. He stumbled forward into the bathroom and turned the faucet lever. He held his hands out under the faucet as the chilling water ran through his fingers. He splashed it over his half-asleep face then turned the lever, quickly bringing it to a cease. As he shook off the weariness, he glanced at his reflection, his black spiky hair was disheveled, his eyelids now showed his brown eyes.
He swiftly ran through his morning routine. Throwing on a white V-neck and slipping into a pair of blue jeans, he grabbed his backpack and headed for the front door. As he laced up his shoes, he noticed a mouth watering aroma coming from the kitchen. His favorite meal was being made, banana nut muffins.
The cook's here already? he surprisingly thought to himself. He walked into the kitchen where a petite lady with brown hair who could've been in her late forties pulled out a batch of muffins from the oven and sat them on the kitchen counter.
"You must be Derek," she smiled as she took off her oven mitts and shook his hand," I'm Gina."
" Nice to meet you," he smiled blandly then asked referring to the muffins," Is that breakfast?"
" Yes, please take a seat," She said as she placed several muffins on a plate and poured him a glass of milk. As Derek took a seat she followed behind him and placed his breakfast in front of him.
" Thank you," he smiled. As he began eating, a picture that sat in the corner of the room caught his attention. He slit his eyes then looked away. It was a picture of his parents and him four summers ago. When they were happy, when the only thing they fought over was the last slice of pizza. But now he's fifteen and his parents are divorced. His father moved away with saying goodbye. His Mom's made a fortune from investing in stock while also working as a lawyer, leaving her less and less time at their new home.
Soon, Derek was finished and he sat the plate in the sink." Thank you, it was delicious," He smiled at Gina as he headed for the door.
" I'm glad you liked it," She grinned as she opened the front door for him. Derek through his backpack over his shoulder and picked up his duffle bag.
" Have a nice day at school," she called after him as he made his way to the gate.
" I will," he said over his shoulder right before he stepped out of sight behind the intimidating pine trees that lined the inside of the fence.
Relieved, he pulled his iPod out of his pocket, turned it on, and played one of his play lists. As the familiar song began to play it also tuned out the sounds around him. It was a short walk from Flat Creek Academy, the new school he'd be attending.
After walking a couple of blocks the school was now in sight. One of the buildings caught his attention. It was taller than the rest, but it didn't resemble any building. It looked more like a tower. As Derek made his way on campus he took his headphones off and kept them around his neck. An attractive girl walked towards him.
" Hey," he smiled. She glared at him and just walked by. Derek kept on walking, but took a look back as she headed the opposite direction. Two guys laughed as they watched. One of them was taller than Derek and had long blonde hair, the other was shorter and had a buzz cut. The taller one approached Derek with a grin on his face.
" I'm Nolan Frye, this is David Fisher," his friend nodded," and that's Violet Whitman. No one gets to tap that."
" I'm Derek Reed. And I can change that," He grinned.
" Dude, she's a junior. And you're a..?"
" A freshman."
" Yea, exactly. There are twelve-hundred students here. Fifty-eight percent of them are girls. I'd try my luck elsewhere."
" Got it. So where do I go to get my class schedule?" Derek asked trying to get back on task.
" Right through those doors is the main office. Just tell her your name and year and she'll give you your schedule," Dave said.
" Thanks."
Derek pulled open the door, walked down the hallway, and stepped through two open doors. He stepped up to the front desk and greeted the secretary.
" Hi, I'm Derek Reed, freshman. I came for my schedule."
She typed in his name and printed out a sheet. Before handing it to him she pointed," That's you're locker number. It should be right down the hall."
" Ok, thanks."
He walked down the hall way and looked for the locker with the numbers, 918.
915, 916, 917, 918, he thought to himself. He sat his backpack down, unzipped it, and pulled several books out. He opened his locker and began neatly organizing it. As he reached for several more books, he watched in the corner of his eye as a girl opened up her locker beside him. She had soft brown hair no lower than her shoulder and dark green eyes. When she glanced at him with a smile and he quickly looked away as he continued putting away his books.
" Hey, um, do you know where room 303 is?" She smiled, her eyes sparkled.
Derek smiled back and looked down at his schedule." Uh, no, sorry. But I'm heading there for first period. I could help you find it." He said reassuringly.
" Thanks, I'd like that," She said flirtatiously as he put his lock on his locker and picked up his backpack.
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Well, that's chapter 1. Please review!
