A.N: So, first IMAA fan fiction. I noticed that there isn't many on here, so I'll through my little opinion up, and see how it goes.

A.N.N: TITLE IS CRAP. I KNOW. SUGGESTIONS WELCOME.


Sarah looked up at the large building that was the Tomorrow Academy. Hitching her bag higher onto her shoulder, she summoned all the strength she had not to turn around and go home. The facilities the school had were better than most back in Australia, and that was one of the only pro's that she had, moving to America with her mum and not to stay in Australia with her father. He was her father, and even for all his faults she still loved him, but he was just too hard to live with for long periods of time; coming home late at night, sleeping in late into the morning. Sarah had cared for herself, but it was eventually too hard.

Take the lesser of two evils.

She stepped inside the school, moving to the side of the corridor to dodge the oncoming avalanche of teenagers. Taking out the map and timetable they had sent her in the mail, she worked out, after quite a period of time, that a) She had English and b) it was located somewhere on the higher floors. While heading up the monstrous number of stairs, she tried to overtake a group of slow girls, make-up plastered on their faces and gossiping like only old women could. While trying, she caught her foot on one of the stairs and went flying face first into the staircase, her arm pulling out of its socket while trying to keep her vertical.

Reaction: Girls looked, laughed, and walked on, leaving Sarah to suck up the pain, collect her gear and keep going.

She managed to fly though the door of the classroom just as her name was being called.

"Sarah Marley?"

"Here" she replied, while managing to catch her breath. "Sorry I'm late!" The teacher just looked at her with her eyebrows raised. "New?" Sarah nodded. Waiting for the teacher to have a response to that, she sighed in relief when the teacher waved her hand towards the spare desks. Excused, she ignored the few sniggers that she heard and whispered comments about her accent, and headed to the back of the classroom, managing to make it to her seat without much of a problem. As soon as she was seated, a bright red-head who was seated just in front of her turned around and started talking to her. Non-stop.

"Hey, so you're from Australia that is really totally awesome! Is it hot there? Do you ride kangaroo's over there? Are koalas cuddly? Ohmygod are there actually drop bears in the bush and you have to worry about them when you go camping? I've never been camping have you? Is it fun? Oh, my name's Pepper by the way."

"Uh...hi?"

"Oh I love your accent it really suits you and don't let anyone tell you different." Sarah flinched, noting how much her voice actually did stand out from everyone else.

"Miss Potts, do you have something to say?" Turning around, Pepper answered back while Sarah overheard the two guys in front of her whispering.

"Well duh, Pepper always has something to say, it's just never relevant to the subject!" The both laughed quietly and then when the teacher had turned her back, Pepper reached down and smacked them both across the head with the notebook in her hand. Then, collecting her things she got up and came to sit next to Sarah. Dropping all her equipment on the desk, she cupped her chin in her hands and started to whisper.

"Why are you in America?"

"Parents got divorced."

"Oh. You should come and sit with Me and Rhodey and Tony after. If you want to, of course."

"Thanks Pepper, but I don't want to be intruding or anything."

"You're being silly. If you don't come, I'll drag you."

"What ever happened to free will? I had buckets of it back in Australia." Sarah heard 'Tony and Rhodey' start to laugh, obviously listening in to what they were saying.

"What's free will?"

"Okay okay! I'll come. Thanks Pepper."

She smiled and then they both payed attention to what the teacher was saying. English was one of her 'okay' subjects, but that was when they were writing stories, and that wasn't one of the things that were happening anytime soon. The teacher was talking about the texts that they would be studying that semester, including Shakespeare and multiple poets that Sarah had never heard of. Sighing quietly to herself, Sarah opened her notebook and started to write.


When it came to lunchtime, Pepper managed to tail Sarah all the way to her locker even with Sarah trying to drop her, and gave her just enough time to put everything she had from her classes away and grab her food, and then she dragged her up to the top of the building, talking continuously the whole way.

"You'll get along fine with everyone. But it's okay if you don't like Whitney, 'cause I don't like her either. Whitney Stane, her name is, and her dad has taken over Tony's dad's company, and is turning everything he made into weapons."

"Okay, Pepper, that just made no sense at all."

"I know, it's really quite easy to understand once you listen to the whole story, but it's actually really sad and hi guys!" Managing to very spontaneously change the mood and subject, Pepper led Sarah onto the rooftop. Tony and Rhodey she recognised, just not sure who was who, another girl who must have had to be Whitney, and two other guys, one very tall and bouncing a basketball, the other of an Asian descent. They all stopped talking and looked over to the two girls. Sarah felt the blood rushing to her cheeks with the silence until the basketballer spoke.

"Ooohh! Your that Australian girl, aren't you?"

The Asian laughed. "Nice way to break the ice, Happy."

"Well you weren't saying anything, Jean Con."

"But surely you could have thought of something more, I don't know... subtle?"

"Loosen up Jean Con, you ruin everything." Pepper cleared her throat.

"Okay so this is Happy, over there is Jean, the girl being antisocial to everyone except Tony is Whitney, Tony is in red and Rhodey is next to Tony."

"Okay?" Pepper moved to go sit with Tony and Rhodey, so Sarah followed, feeling in a very awkward position, not knowing anyone. Sitting down next to Pepper, Sarah just listened. Unfortunately, Happy decided he wanted to talk to her about her life.

"So like, what do you like doing? I like Basketball and like, yeah."

Um, well, I like science...?"

"Aww man! You're just like Tony! Probably act like Tony too." Tony looked up when his name was said, and laughed at Sarah's face, which was a cross between 'get-me-out-of-this-situation' and 'is-he-always-like-this?'

"Happy, I do your science for you, remember? I could just, you'know... quit doing it."

"See? He's such a party-pooper." Happy got up and walked over to the wall, bouncing the basketball against it. Sarah moved her line of vision from Happy to the people sitting next to her. Pepper had turned her torso towards Sarah and had a look of disgust on her face. Tilting her torso slightly sideways, Sarah saw that the reason was that Whitney had started to talk to Tony and Rhodey. Catching Whitney's eye in the process, she seemed to make things worse as Whitney came over to her and sat down, making Sarah feel very untidy. Pepper turned her back to Whitney, rolling her eyes in the process.

Whitney was dressed in a way Sarah would only think someone going to an important meeting would dress, in a black skirt and orange 3-quarter sleeved top, where Sarah usually just wore a t-shirt and 3-quarter jeans, with her hair tied up so that it was off her face and the back of her neck.

"So Sarah, why did you come to the Tomorrow Academy?" Whitney seemed slightly interested, but mostly Sarah thought it was to annoy Pepper even more than she already had, plainly, her existence in the world could sum most of it up.

"Um, because it's good, I guess?"

"Oh yes, it's really good. Daddy says it's one of the best here." Then Sarah realised that 'Daddy' probably gave her a very generous amount more pocket money than average girls got from their parents.

"What's it like in Australia?"

"Uhh, hot? I'm from Western Australia, and the city is much, much different to here. Less skyscrapers and a lot of smaller buildings. Everything overall is smaller. But then it kind of feels more like a suburb, and less like a city" Whitney straightened her back.

"Hmm. What are the shops like there?" Sarah saw her glance quickly at what she was wearing, and felt blood rush to her cheeks.

"Fine. Not as big. I don't really care about what other people wear; I just wear what I feel like."

"You dress to your moods?" Sarah laughed.

"No. I wear what I feel like wearing that morning."

"Oh." Sarah noticed in Whitney's eyes that she was losing interest. Fast.

"Well, it's nice to meet you." Whitney held out her hand, and Sarah shook it. Standing up, Whitney flattened her skirt and made her way back over to Tony and Rhodey. After watching her leave, Pepper turned herself back around to Sarah.

"See what I mean?"

Sarah smiled, and leaned over closer towards Pepper, and whispered:

"If I hadn't, you would have thrown me off this building, so yes, I saw." Both girls dissolved into giggles, which grew until both teens were laughing, tears running down their faces. The others stopped what they were doing and stared. Then the bell went. After gathering her gear, Sarah made her way down the stairs with Pepper while the two were trying to gather their composure.


"Mum, I'm home." Walking into the house that her mother bought in the two weeks that she visited America before moving in, Sarah was still moved by the calm, warm colours that welcomed you into the house. Dumping her bag in the hallway, she moved into the study where her laptop was connected to the charger. Seeing that she had emails to answer, she unplugged the laptop and carried it upstairs to her bedroom.

Stopping at the doorway, she smiled. Sarah had been surprised that her mother had agreed to cover the walls of her room in carpet. This way she was able to stick her photos onto the wall with velcro, easier than blu-tack that continuously fell off.

Jumping on to her bed, Sarah had just logged in when her mother called from downstairs.

"Sarah!"

"Coming!" Removing the laptop from her lap, she headed down the stairs, and turning into the kitchen. Her mother looked up from her paperwork.

Leilani Marley was tall, slim, and if Sarah and her stood together, they looked like twins. Leilani smiled.

"Hey. How was the first day of school?"

"Could've been better. You know me, clumsy; managed to stack it down the stairs." Leilani laughed.

"Things happen. Anyway, we're going to dinner with someone I work with. I need you to be presentable and ready to go in 15." Looking at the clock, Sarah nodded bolted up the staircase.


OKAY! I don't know if I like this or not, so I need your opinion. I'll continue if you like it, and probably even if you don't. Who is her mum working for? And who is going to be at the dinner? SUGGESTIONS WELCOME. REVIEW!