School Of Rock
Author: milolover or Mrs. Peter P.
Characters: Ensamble
Spoilers: All, just to be safe
Summary: They saved the cheerleader, but their no quite ready to save the world. The juniors and seniors of Central East have more pressing issues then super powers but the arrival of a new girl is going to change everything.
A/N – Here it is: the sequel to High School Never Ends! I've read all the comments and I've taken them into consideration. This sequel will be Option C BUT….well, you'll see in the story. Let's just say it's a combination of sorts. Also another note, the high school year they're in is 2006-2007 (which is basically the year Claire is in on the show) That's just to make it less confusing about timing. Cause I really stink when it comes to timelines. But I'll stop rambling now. Enjoy!
I do not own Heroes! Trust me, if I did, the whole show would be a giant Peter vs Sylar showdown with Claire and Hiro mixed in!
Chapter 1: The New Girl Redux
Elizabeth Petrelli stood motionless in front of Central East High School. It was cold January morning but she didn't feel the cold as her body was used to radiating heat when needed. She felt a combination of nerves and excitement as she walked forward into the school. It was so different and so new; Central East was so different here.
She took her schedule from the secretary in the office, like he had told her too and then waited for him in the hall. And sure enough, he appeared. But no one else noticed this appearance. In fact, Lizzie was sure no one could see her or the man standing in front of her, grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, are you ready to start school? Think you'll be able to catch up, transferring in the middle of the year and all?" he said in his thickly accented tone.
"I think I'll manage," she replied.
"You know you're cover, right?" he said, his voice all business now.
"Yep. I'm Elizabeth Raines, you're niece and I'm a junior, transferring to Central East from Rodale High in New Jersey," she recited in a bored tone, rolling her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me missy," he said and both of them couldn't help but crack a grin at his words.
"I'll try to be good, Uncle Claude," Lizzie said teasing.
"See, now that's what I mean. Get into character," Claude said. Then he looked at his watch.
"I think you better get to class. I'll see you later. You remember where I live, right?" he asked her.
Lizzie sighed, "You know I appreciate you letting me stay with you and you don't have to worry, I know where you live." Claude grinned.
"Well if you say so, love," he said and he walked away, reappearing and blending into the crowd of students shuffling to class. Lizzie smiled and started to head towards her homeroom.
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"Oh, come on! Block it!" he yelled. The girl ducked and the tennis ball hit the wall behind her.
"Jeez! Can you slow it down! That one almost hit me!" she said angrily.
"Well, you're not doing anything! Stop time, fly, paint me a pretty picture!" he said as he threw another ball at her. This time she caught it simply in her hand.
"You throw like a pansy," she said grinning.
"Who are you calling a pansy?" he said in mock outrage. She giggled and he grinned. "Oh, what are you laughing at?" he said.
"Nothing," she teased.
"Oh really?" he said. "Well it doesn't sound like nothing. I think I'm going to have to get the answer out of you."
"How are you going to manage that?" she said smiling. She stared at him, waiting to see what he would do. But in a blink of the eye, he was gone.
"Hey that's not fair! You know, you're not the only one who can go invisible," she argued. But before she had the chance to actually do anything, she felt his hands tickle her waist and she fell onto the grass in her yard, laughing.
The door of her house opened and her mother and father walked outside to find both of them sprawled on the grass laughing and trying to tickle each other.
"Dad, Lizzie, what are you doing?" her mother said cuiously.
"I think they've taken a break from training, hun," her father said to her, laughing.
"Well, you see what happens now? I can't train her, she's too silly," her grandfather said, still sprawled on the ground.
"She's only 8," her mother pointed out.
"And you know I can't train her, I've got to-" he father started but was interrupted.
"Yes, yes, you have to work. I understand," her grandfather said, finally standing up.
"But she needs training and you're the only one who can truly do it."
"Grandpa! Why do I need training? Jack and Ben and Natalie don't have to and they're special too," Lizzie said pouting.
"Well, darling, you're even more special then them. You and your father both," her grandfather said leaning down to her level.
"Why am I more special?" she said, still not buying it.
"Why? Because you, my dear, are going to save the world one day."
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Lizzie stood in front of the door of her homeroom, bracing herself. This was it. It was real. She was here, in 2007, ready to make a change. She looked down the hallway one last time before turning the door knob. And when she walked in, she saw them. They were all there, just like her father had described to her. Sitting in a group of desks, laughing over something silly, was the original geek table.
Not that she ever considered them to be geeks, but sometimes they changed her mind when they told her stories of their youth. Stories she was apart of, or soon would be. She was going to be the change in their lives, years before she was even born. And none of them even knew it.
Before, Lizzie took a seat. He caught her eye and smiled at her. She smiled back and sat down in her seat. Quickly looking back, she saw that he had told them of her presence and they were all staring at her. But they noticed her staring and they quickly looked away. Lizzie had to crack a smile at that. Teenage boys were the same in any year.
She went through the normal introduction in front of the class, saying where she was from and who she was. She noticed they were all shocked to her she was Mr. Raines's niece. Or so they thought. Lizzie finished her little speech and sat back down, knowing all eyes were on her back.
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The morning went by quickly. Soon enough, it was lunch time and Lizzie was at her new locker, grabbing the brown bag filled with - god knows what. Claude had insisted on making her lunch, but Lizzie had never trusted his sense of taste. He had once tried to make her a tuna and peanut butter sandwich. She was so focused on whether no she should toss the sandwich that she didn't notice him sneak up behind her.
"Hey," he said and she jumped and turned around. She stood motionless, face to face with him.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Peter," he said with a lopsided grin.
"Uh, I'm Lizzie," she said, slightly speechless. It was really him. Thin, dark hair constantly falling into his face, and that smile. So different from what he was now. There was no scar disfiguring his face and the fate of the world did not rest on his shoulder. He was just a normal teenager, just like she had wanted to be.
"Yeah, I remember, from homeroom this morning," he said. She wanted to slap herself for not remembering but he would probably notice if she did.
"Why are you talking to me?" she said, trying to make sure her voice didn't sound blunt.
"Oh, well, I saw you were going to lunch," he said pointing to the brown bag, "and I know it's might be hard for you, you know, being a new student." She nodded, not seeing what he was getting at.
"And I was just wondering, do you want to sit with me and my friends? I mean, if you want to. I'm probably being stupid. You don't want to sit with us," he said this all very quickly but Lizzie understood every word.
"I don't mind. I'll sit with you," she said. This was her opportunity, the chance to become friends with them.
"Great," he said grinning again. And before Lizzie knew it, she was being led into the cafeteria to the back of the room where his table was. And she saw them all there, laughing and joking. They all looked up in curiosity as she and Peter came to the table.
"Hey guys. I want you to meet Lizzie Raines. She's new here and I said she could sit with us," Peter said happily. They all stared at her, then him, and then back at her again. The geek table had undergone some changes since September adding two new members, Charlie, Hiro's girlfriend, and Claire, who was quickly becoming Peter's closest friend and confidant. Both were cheerleaders, but they had decided they liked it here with the guys, Simone and Eden rather than with Jackie and Janice.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Lizzie, I'm Charlie Andrews," Charlie said smiling. She started the introductions and they went around each introducing themselves.
"Mohinder Suresh," Mohinder said putting out his hand. Lizzie shook it happily.
"Eden McCain," Eden said. She was seated next to Mohinder and though it may have seemed they were a couple, Lizzie knew that Eden thought of themselves as just friends.
"I'm Simone and that's Isaac," Simone said pointing to her boyfriend, he was sketching too furiously in his sketch pad to look up.
"Hiro Nakamura," Hiro said adjusting his glasses. "And this is Ando," he said pointing to his friend before he had the chance to speak.
The last person at the table looked up at Lizzie and Lizzie felt that feeling of speechlessness once again. She smiled at her in her cheerleading uniform, her blonde curls lying perfectly on her shoulders and her blue green eyes smiling at her. What they had all told her was true. She looked just like her in her uniform. Same eyes, same hair. Only now her hair was black, her eyes more blue, a trick learned from her cousin to keep her away from suspicion. Lizzie could see that what they had said was true. She looked exactly like her mom.
A/N – Dun, dun, dun! What's going to happen next? Review and I'd really like some feedback on the new story. Love it? Hate it?. Did you like the combination of B and C? This chapter was more focused on Lizzie and the geeks but I promise to add more Nathan and Matt and Niki and other characters in the story. Review!