Life at Lakehurst

by Scarby-Gyrl

How did Holly J. become so mean? Why does Anya follow her? Why did Johnny become such a bad boy? This is Lakehurst's story before they transfer to Degrassi. Rated T for cussing.

1. My First Year at Hell

Life at Lakehurst

Characters include:

Holly J.

Anya

Mia

Jane

Nora (Toby's hook up at that party that J.T dies at)

Sav

Chris (the guy that shoots Spinner)

Drake (the guy that kills J.T)

Nic (Mia's boyfriend at the time)

Bruce

Johhny

Lucas

Damian

(And other characters that are in this story will either be original characters like Brianna or minor characters like Heather Sinclair)

Chapter 1: My first year at hell

Holly J's POV

It was one day before my first year at Lakehurst Secondary School. No way was I taking a chance to go to Degrassi like Heather. We lived right on the district borderline of Degrassi and Lakehurst so we had options. Since most of Heather's friends went to Degrassi, so did she. And since Heather went to Degrassi, I went to Lakehurst. I didn't want to be known as "Heather's sister" for the rest of my social life, I had to make a name for myself, on my own.

Cheerleading try-outs were taking place today outside, at the football field. Like every other girl, I was wearing a gray tank top, with red Lakehurst gym shorts that mom bought at open house with white sneakers with my hair that was in a ponytail. The bleachers were a little damp and cold from the rain last night, but it didn't bother me much. Though I hate being compared to Heather, I loved cheer-leading; ever since I joined in 4th grade at my elementary school. Heather even helped me come up with a cheer to do for the try-outs today.

Try-outs seemed a little hectic today. The judges were extremely picky and harsh, especially since 7th grader Brianna Glenn was the captain of the middle school cheer squad. From what I hear from 7th and 8th graders at open house, this girl was legendary. Pretty, smart, popular yet she was a bitch. She was the "Heather Sinclair" of the 7th and 8th grade. No one dared messed with her. Her skin was fair and perfect, curly chestnut brown that cascades to her mid-back and bright blue eyes that's very noticeable.

"Anya MacPherson!" Brianna groaned and yelled as she had watched a horrible try-out from a 6th grader. The girl quickly walked off the bleachers and waited on the sideline of the football. She waited in front of the table that Brianna and 4 other cheerleaders were sitting at with each one holding a notebook to take additional notes if needed. Her eyes were gray, with brown hair that was straight in a ponytail. Her sneakers were white, her tank top was a lighter shade of gray and she had black shorts. "Alright show us what you got." Brianna demanded.

Anya started off dancing then she chanted "Lakehurst is the best, you can't disagree. You guys are the losers and we're the winning team. Don't you dare try to mess with us, because we'll kick you all in your butts." She finished off with a double backflip then stood in front of Brianna and the other 4 girls. Everyone then clapped afterwards. "Impressive MacPherson, great display you put on." Brianna complimented as she made additional notes on her notebook. Anya then sat down after her performance. "Holly Jeanette Sinclair!" She continued to yell. That was me.

"You can call me Holly J." I suggested as I made my way down to the bleachers and in front of Brianna and the others.

"Or you can just do the cheer? Don't give me nicknames if you may not make the team." Brianna replied coldly.

"Whatever." I muttered. "Lakehurst is the worst on opposite day, and we'll keep on reminding you in every way. We kick butt so say goodbye to the winning streak you guys had in mind. Go Lakehurst!" I chanted as I also did with a series of dance moves and flips, finishing off with a finish split. Everyone then clapped after my performance except for Brianna. Brianna didn't make any comments; she quietly began writing notes about my performance. "So how did I do?" I asked.

"You'll see when the cuts are made." Brianna bluntly said.

"How come you can tell Anya how well she did but you can't tell me?" I continued to ask.

"Just sit down Sinclair or you'll never cheer again." Brianna demanded in anger. I walked behind the table and made my way to my seat on the bleachers.

"Yours was great." Anya said.

"Oh thank you." I replied with a smile.

After everyone finished, we began to practice as a group.

"Come on ladies! My 4-year old sister can do better!" Brianna yelled as we took a break. This was going to be a long day.

Nora's POV

We were having a Student Council meeting today in the library. I was one of the few 7th grade representatives, with the other being Jane Vaughn. Of course, Damian was the 8th grade class president. Today we were planning to talk about issues that occurred that we've noticed at Lakehurst. I was wearing a white frill front shirt, blue jeans and pink flats.

"Come on. Does no one else see the sexism in cheerleading? Girls sign up to dance around in tight short skirts, with sleeveless tops? How come guys can't dance like that for us at a volleyball game?" Jane argued.

"Well Anastasi-, I mean Jane, we can't just stop a sport because one girl believes that it's sex-" Damian begun.

"It's not a sport, its training girls how on to work the corners." Jane interrupted.

"Interrupt me one more time and you're out of student council."

"I don't want to be a part of something that doesn't allow other's ideas." Jane said as she walked out of the library. I rolled my eyes as Jane exited the library. How could someone back sass Damian? The guy I've always had my eye on. I know I might be a little young for love, I know when I really like someone, and I REALLY like Damian.

"What about you Nora, anything you would like to address?" Damian asked me. He seemed a little stress from the argument that he and Jane just had.

"Study hall and clubs." I said simply. "I feel that we don't have enough time for study hall. And I think that there should be a rule enforced for those who do not use their time wisely. It's not very effective, and I often see students skipping class in the hallway. Then I feel we don't advertise enough for clubs, therefore it leaves students not participating in events that they wish to participate in." I said shyly. I was what some would say quiet and shy who often minds my own business.

"Okay I'll look into that." Damian replied with a cute half-smile. Oh how I loved that half smile. "Now let's talk about the back to school dance." Damian continued as everyone sighed. The dances weren't all that great at Lakehurst, especially the back to school dance. "Come on guys, it'll be fun this year I promise." Damian suggested. He suggested that last year when he was the vice-president.

"I'll help." I replied quickly. What was I thinking?

"Thanks Nora. Anyone else want to help?" Damian asked. No one spoke about it. "Fine, Nora and I will plan the dance by ourselves."

Damian and I will finally be alone working on the dance and planning it. This couldn't get any better.

(Time Skip a day, no one's POV)

Holly J. had walked in the front doors of Lakehurst. It was 7:53am and school begins at 8:10am. She immediately walked straight to her locker, wearing a white frill front shirt with a pink tank top over it, a jean skirt and some pink flats. She found her locker right away and placed her side bag in her locker, grabbing out a notebook, an agenda and a pencil for her first class. She was also carrying her black purse and her hair was worn down. Right beside Holly J's locker was Anya, who had just walked to hers. She was wearing a purple polo, jeans and sandals with her hair in a ponytail.

"Hey Holly J." Anya greeted with a smile as she opened her longer. She took out her notebook and a pencil pouch.

"Hey Anya." Holly J. greeted back. "Do you know where the final cuts were posted?"

"On the bulletin board." Anya replied while closing her locker. "Let's go together." Anya suggested.

"Okay." Holly J. agreed. Got to make friends somehow HJ, Holly J. thought to herself. They both walked down the hallway to check the bulletin board, and on the way Holly J. ran into a girl, and knocked her on the floor.

"I'm so sorry." The girl said. She had curly brown hair that was dark, with tanned skin and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a white sleeveless top with a denim jean jacket and black jeans with sandals.

"It's fine." Holly J. replied. Watch where you're going next time klutz, Holly J. thought to herself. Anya helped the girl up from the floor as Holly J. just watched.

"Well I'll see you guys around." The girl continued as she waved goodbye and continued to walk to her homeroom. Holly J. continued to walk with Anya to the bulletin board and saw the final results of who did and did not make the squad. The results were as followed:

Emma Spry

Anya MacPherson

Sara Winters

Arielle Russo

Holly J. Sinclair

Kelly Stevens

Monica Swann

Scarlet Chapman

Megan Johnson

"We made it! We're on the squad!" Anya replied with excitement.

"I knew you were going to make it." Holly J. said with a smile.

"Me? Your cheer was just as amazing as anyone else's." Anya encouraged. A couple seconds later, a guy randomly bumps in Anya.

"Oh I'm so sorry." He said sarcastically. He was also with 2 other guys. One guy was pretty huge, with dark brown curly hair and bright brown eyes. The other guy was much shorter than the big one, but just as tall as the guy that bumped into Anya. He had blonde hair that was pretty long for a guy with green eyes. The other guy had brown shaggy hair with dark brown eyes.

"What's your problem?" Holly J. exclaimed.

"What's your problem Ms.?" The guy replied with a smirk. Then the girl that Holly J. bumped into had walked back to Holly J., Anya and the other guys with them.

"Nic, what are you doing?" the girl asked in concern.

"Mia, babe it was all an accident. I didn't see the girl. I'm so sorry." Nic apologized.

"It didn't sound like an accident?" Holly J. pointed out to Nic and Mia.

"Well I'm sorry you misunderstood." Nic replied with a smirk. "Bruce, Johnny let's go before the bell rings." He continued as he walked away and gave a kiss to Mia on the cheek.

"Some boyfriend you have there." Holly J. said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mia asked.

"He's a liar. He bumped into Anya on purpose. He's nothing but a bully." Holly J. exclaimed.

"How can you tell me what my boyfriend is?" Mia asked.

"I just did." Holly J. continued. Mia stormed off as Holly J. was speaking.

"Thanks Holly J." Anya thanked shyly.

"No problem. Guys these days are just so stupid." Holly J. said while shaking her head.

Mia's POV

I was so pissed at the fact that that girl tried to talk about my boyfriend like that, even though she was right. I don't know why, but he is very abusive. I hate to admit it but I'm desperate. I don't make friends as easily as everyone else. I met Nic during Open-House whenever we were in the gym; it turns out that we'll be having the same gym class. We talked, we laughed and it became a summer romance. I had seen him earlier picking on a kid, but he's just so nice to me, and I don't like to be alone.

So it's around 8:09am and the bell is going to ring any minute by now. As I'm watching the clock, the girl walks in and sits on the other side of the room. I rolled my eyes as she entered the room. Why couldn't it of been her friend that she was with? The bell rings finally at 8:10am and the teacher begins to talk.

"Hello class, my name is Mr. Jones and I will be your homeroom teacher. Instead of me standing here in front of you guys talking about the rules, I'm going to pass out this packet and I'll place you guys in groups to present the rules. Now let's start off with the ice-breaker game. When I call out a letter, if that letter is the first initial of your first name you run up to the board, write your name and one fact about yourself. First with their name on the wall gets a prize. Let's get started." Mr. Jones rambled on while holding a big stack of packets, then putting them down. The class started off pretty fun for an activity that sounds lame. Everyone had gotten all excited and was running all over the place. Then it was time for Mr. Jones to place us in groups. He walked around; giving people numbers from 1-6. Afterwards, the numbers had to meet up with each other in a specific location.

Me, Chris and of course Holly J. were placed in group 3.

"So I was thinking that we did a little skit of someone breaking all of the rules? Show the kids what not to do?" Holly J. suggested. Chris nodded in agreement. I didn't care much, so I shrugged off my shoulders. "Of course I'm stuck with all of the work." Holly J. mumbled to herself.

"We can split the work evenly; no one said anything about you doing all of the work." I exclaimed.

"What's with the attitude?" Holly J. asked me. I shrugged my shoulders again. This was going to be a long year for me, considering I would have to see her every single day. Hopefully we didn't have any more classes with each other.

"When are we going to work on this?" Chris asked randomly.

"Today, after school, my place, if that's alright." Holly J. quickly replied.

"Sure, couldn't kill me." I agreed. I hope it wouldn't kill me.

Jane's POV

It was regular homeroom, where study hall occurred. Somehow I was placed in the homeroom with Brianna, Bruce, Johnny, and Drake. Bad enough I was with Brianna to begin with ever since last year, but Bruce, Drake and Johnny hung out with my brother and we all should know how my brother is. Then there was Nora, the shy yet nice one. But she seemed too much of a girl. The rest of the students, I didn't care much for. Brianna was complaining about the try-outs she was holding with her little posse. Bruce, Johnny and Drake were spitting "spit-balls" at random students while our substitute teacher was sleeping on the job. I was reading for English while Nora was in the library working on something for student council. A very long year was ahead of me.

"I mean I guess those who made the team were decent but not as good as I wanted it to be." Brianna said, as I overheard. I put my book down and walked over to the other side of the classroom.

"Teams are for sports. Cheerleading is nothing but practice for girls who wish to work the corners when they're older." I said as I stood in front of Brianna's desk. I didn't like Brianna at all, not many people did. Someone had to shut her up, plus cheerleading was made by sexist men who believe that girls should be cheering on the men.

"Like your mother Valleri?" Brianna said coldly as she walked in front of my face. I then pushed her out of my way, and over the desk she was standing in front of. "You whore!" she yelled as she got backed up. She smacked me in the face afterwards. I then tackled her onto the floor and began punching her ass in the stomach as the whole class was yelling fight constantly until the principal walked in. He grabbed me as I was still punching Brianna.

"What's going on here?" Principal Gillmor asked as he had let me go.

"This freak chic had some nerve to push me." Brianna complained.

"Don't talk about my mother next time Glenn." I yelled.

"You both have lunch detention for a month. Today, as soon as lunch begins, report to room A-123." Principal Gillmor demanded. We both rolled our eyes at one another. That bitch got what she deserved for talking about my mother like she's some whore like her little cheer squad. My second year in hell, and I already have lunch detention for a month. Don't I just love Lakehurst?