So I don't own Lab Rats or any of its characters, themes, plots, or scenes. I do own my oc. Guess what if you hear any t-shirts mentioned I don't own them either I probably saw them on . I don't own any songs that may be used in this story either.
Mission Creek High School, possibly the most stereotypical high school to ever exist, and I get to go there aren't I lucky! If you're a freshman or transfer your first three days of school are really critical. Everyone watches you trying to determine what group you'll be in. Once you're placed in a group there is no turning back. What group you're in determines where you sit. Where you sit determines what everyone in the entire school thinks of you. What everyone thinks of you determines how likely you are to live until college.
I am a statistical analysis and J.R.R. Tolkien geek. Notice I use the term geek. This means that I have better social skills than a nerd or dork or dweeb or heavens forbid, loser. This also means I sit at the geek table, which is a few steps up from the living Tartarus known as the all out loser table. Most of the time at school I keep to myself or hang out with some of the other geeks, its generally easier at Mission Creek to hang with your group or don't hang at all, once you're in your group no one from another group will talk to you.
So basically this story that for some reason you are bothering to read starts out with me in the cafeteria sitting at the geek table; I was working my pack of freeze dried ice cream that I always brought to school, when I heard a loud bang. I turned to look at the front entrance to the cafeteria I saw a girl and two boys with resident comic book nerd Leo Dooley. The girl appeared to have dropped her books and was apologizing to the Physics teacher as he got off of the floor. "Sorry, I'm a new girl!" she waved at Mr. Parker as clasped her hands to her chest. I saw the tallest new boy walk over the "cool table" I snorted, he'd have a lot of fun when the football players came in. He was a new kid right now that meant he wasn't cool. He and his siblings might get away with the adjacent cool table, but that was as high up the food chain as they would get until their three days were up. The boy was amusing the cheer leaders with some oranges. I face palmed what. an. idiot. the football players would probably think he was flirting with their girl friends. Leo and the other two newbies rushed over to the cool table, presumably to save their friend from a cruel fate. The other boy actually sat down at the table and started talking to a cheer leader. Oh great idiocy runs in the group.
Leo and the girl were trying to get them to leave but there was no success on that campaign. Soon the football varsity league stormed into the cafeteria. Trent the leader of the group took one look at the boys sitting at "his" table and stomped over to where they were sitting so that he could give them the customary "you're sitting at the varsity table and you aren't cool enough to do so" pudding cup riot act. This should be fun to watch. "Hey that's my seat, now get lost before I use you like a napkin" Trent, the head footballer said to the younger boy.
"Chase we should probably go, he's not very absorbent", the girl said to the boy.
Trent looked at the girl and then dumped Chase's drink all over the table, and proceeded to pick him up by the front of his shirt. "I think I'm gonna wipe it up with your face" Trent said, something seemed to click in Chase's mind and he suddenly slammed Trent's face against the wet part of the table
"Think again bubble neck, I'm gonna rip out your knee caps and use 'em as hockey pucks" Chase said; only his voice was deeper and a lot more menacing. Whoa talk about an overnight voice change. I wasn't sure what the heck was wrong with the kid but there was something obviously not right going on in his head.
"Okay, I don't mean to alarm anyone but I think Spike's back", the taller boy ran over to Leo and the girl.
Everyone in the lunch room was staring. What on earth had just happened? The bell rang and first period started. I wandered how physics with Mr. Parker would be seeing as he was dumped on the floor ten minutes ago. Well at least my junior year would be interesting.
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