Author's note: Now, we all know that Mario and Luigi where in Brooklyn or wherever during their teenage years. But, a thought struck me as I lay in bed one night. What if all the characters went to high school together?! Let's find out. (Warning: Language. They're teenagers. They swear. Shoot me.)

Sunlight streamed through the window of the Mario brothers' apartment, into the face of the older brother. The 17 year old sat up and yawned, checking the clock. 7:00.

"Augh!" Mario almost shouted. "Luigi wake up!" He threw a pillow at his younger brother's face.

Luigi yawned, squinting. Mario pointed at the clock. Luigi instantly sprang up, wide awake. "Damn!" he muttered, grabbing for all his school supplies. "Why didn't I do this earlier?!"

"The alarm didn't go off," Mario stated, pulling on a red shirt and a pair of jeans. He tried to comb his hair, but failed miserably, breaking the comb. He stuck on his red hat instead.

"No duh," Luigi responded. "You shouldn't wear that hat. The poor guy who sits behind you won't be able to see anything."

"Nah, I'd rather not take it off," Mario protested. "This is my senior year. I don't want to mess it up and be known as, 'The guy with bits of comb stuck in his hair.'"

"Huh?"

"Don't ask."

Just like last year, Peach and Daisy where waiting for them at the corner of the road. "You're lucky we waited for you," Daisy greeted. "Another minute and I would have dragged Peach to school."

"Sorry," Mario apologized. "This won't be a tradition or anything."

"Here's hoping," Peach raised her hand. "I hope this year will be better than the last. WAY too many tests."

"Yeah," Luigi said. "I just hope my cliqued dream won't come true. The classic High School lateness."

"Happens to all of us," Daisy agreed.

"Oh, I have E. Gadd, first period," Luigi muttered once they had gotten to school.

"What's so horrible about that?" Daisy asked.

"E. Gadd explodes things alot," Mario explained. "His classes usually end painfully. Let's just hope that he doesn't use you as an example."

"Poor little accident prone Weedge," Daisy teased, ruffling his hair.

Luigi whimpered miserably.

Did it rock? Did it suck? Do you care? Reviews are greatly appreciated. And don't worry, the story gets way more exciting. Poor accident prone Weedge, indeed.

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