Gorillaz High Chap. 1: First Day of High School

Students were starting to arrive at the school of James W. Wilson High School. Some walked, some rode they're bikes, some drove (especially the juniors and seniors) or got driven by a parent. One of which was Stuart Pot. A skinny, blue haired nerd that wasn't the brightest. So why was he put in the nerd category? Because his mother had made his dress the part. Stuart stepped out of the car, looking rather scared for his first day of high school.

"Bye sweetie! I'll see you at 3!" Stuart's mom called from behind. Before she could drive off, she called out again, "If you need help just look for Valerie, okay?"

Stuart turned and gave her a nod. His mother smiled and drove off.

As Stuart stepped into the humongous building, he spotted a few scary-looking kids. Ones that you would normally see late for class or hanging around in the halls wearing all black. One of them gave Stuart a look that made him run off. The group of kids busted out laughing. They were seniors while poor Stuart was a freshman.

Surprisingly Stuart was still running after the joke was over. Eventually he ran into someone; someone's stomach. It was large and soft and round. Stuart looked up and saw and African-American guy. He was bald and had on a Tupac shirt. The guy looked down at him.

"Ay, kid. You alright?" He asked. Stuart freaked a little bit and backed away, starting in the opposite direction. Before he could speed off again, the big guy grabbed his arm. "Don't run. It's not allowed." Stuart turned his head and looked at him. "What's your name?"

"…S-Stuart." He answered quietly. "Stuart Pot."

"Ah. I'm Russell Hobbs. You must be a freshman. Well I'm a junior and I'm not like all the other upperclassman that likes to mess with freshmen. So Stuart, if anyone is messin' with ya, come to me and I'll straighten them out." Stuart nodded at his words, wonder why he would want to help him.

"Stewie!" called a feminine voice. Stuart turned his head and saw a large breasted girl with a nice figure coming towards him and Russell. "Oh my gosh! I've been looking for you!"

"He's yours, Miss Valerie?" asked Russell.

She laughed. "Nah. I just know his parents and I'm kinda like a big sister to him. So I'll take it from here. Thanks Russ."

"No problem." Russell turned and walked away.

"Stewie! You're gonna love it here!" Valerie hugged him tight like he was a cuddle toy. "You need help finding your way around here?" she asked.

Stuart looked around the big hallways and nodded.

"Okay then. Your homeroom is right this way." She dragged him to the direction he's supposed to go.

When Stuart entered homeroom, he took a seat farthest away from the group of kids that were sitting and talking. Stuart was a shy boy. He didn't make friends very easily.

"Hey kid!" called a grungy voice from behind him. Stuart turned to see who had called him. "You're in my seat."

Stuart hesitated to answer but he tried to explain to the boy that had already taken the seat. "Sorry but… I was sitting here first…"

"What was that? I told you that you're in my seat!" The boy grabbed at him and Stuart dodged him and ran to every corner of the room, while the boy was chasing him. The kids started to chant them on.

"What's going on in here?" boomed a voice. The teacher had came in saw the little quarrel.

"He was sitting in my seat!"

"No I wasn't! I was sitting there first! If he was sitting there then why weren't you?!"

"Because I was talking to people!"

"That doesn't mean you can claim a seat you're not sitting in!"

"Enough! You two have already gotten strike one and on the first day! Now sit!"

Stuart had let the whole thing go, but the other boy didn't. Throughout the whole class, he gave him a dirty look. Stuart wanted this day to end. He sunk down in his chair and looked at the clock, hoping it was strike 3.