This is a story I wrote for one of my very good friends I hope you like it

"The New Guy in School"

Stirling woke up and came down stairs for breakfast.

"Stirling honey sit down for a second" said his mother warmly.

Stirling sat down and looked up still half asleep.

"Hmm?" he said picking up a piece of toast.

"Your father and I have something very important to tell you" she said then his father sat down with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Son, I got a new job offer and it pays very good…" he started.

"That's really great dad" Stirling smiled yes it pays good now I can get a new guitar! He thought.

"Well we are moving to West Virginia" he said.

"What the f-"

"Watch your mouth son!" yelled his dad.

"But I grew up here! All my friends are here I'm not leavening!" he yelled back.

"I know but the school is a very nice school it's called BlueField High" said his mom

"BlueField? That's a stupid name…" he said getting up "I'm going to school" he said getting his skateboard and slammed the door.

As he road his skateboard he muttered to himself "What the hell man how can they do this to me!"

Then he saw his best friend Alec skating towards him.

"Hey dude what's up?"

"I'm moving …." He said flatly.

"What? Where are you moving to?"

"West Virginia" he said in a toneless voice.

"What the hell did you tell them you're not moving?" he asked.

"Yea but there not listening to me…"

"What about our band?" Alec asked.

"I guess there's no more band…I'm sorry" Stirling said sadly.

Alec saw that Stirling looked so depressed and felt bad.

"I'm sorry dude lets just not talk about it ok?"

"Kay…."

Stirling and Alec walked to school carrying there skateboards and they got to school late because they stopped at Jack in the Box on the way. Stirling walked to his class and stopped at the door.

Oh crap Mr. Chekals is going to be pissed I'm late…hmmm maybe if I craw to my seat he wouldn't knottiest. He smiled to himself and got on his hands and knees and crawled to his seat. His class mates were snickering and giggling at this punk guy crawling on the floor. Mr. Chekals rolled his eyes and threw an eraser at his head.

"Mr. Millar what in earth are you doing on the floor?" he asked.

Stirling looked up and gave him a cheesy smile "Uh…. I dropped my contacts?"

Mr. Chekals sighed "You don't wear contacts…"

"Well maybe that's why I can't find them…" he said rushing to his seat pulling out his math book and holding it upside down.

"First of all Mr. Millar this isn't Math this is Science and I want you to stay after class"

The classed roared with laughter but Mr. Chekals slammed his hand down on the desk

"SILENCE!" He yelled.

Stirling rolled his eyes and looked around for something to do hmm since I'm leavening might as well cause trouble till I leave it will make things more fun… he thought.

Stirling heard asked a question and his hand shot up. Mr. Chekals looked surprised.

"Um yes Mr. Millar?"

"Your zipper is down you should take care of that before you expose yourself"

Mr. Chekals turned red in embarrassment as the class laughed.

"MR. MILLAR THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING NOW SHUT UP!" he yelled.

Stirling nodded and put his head on his desk, Mr. Chekals continued his lecture and two pencils caught Stirling's attention he smirked and stuck them up his nose and stood up.

"Look I'm a walrus!" he said clapping his hands.

"THAT'S IT GO STAND OUT SIDE!" he yelled.

"Alright thanks dude" he smiled walking out the door and sat on the floor.