Hello rebels! I've had this idea for some time now and I finally wrote this fic! Hopefully you'll enjoy it! I'm writing disclaimer now, and that's it. So- Disclaimer! Oh, and I've mixed the ages around a bit, so Kanan and Hera are still at school XD

Ezra's POV

The fifth brother stares at me with narrow eyes from the rear window and I stare at my hands, pretending not to notice. The car screeches to a stop and Lothal High and I slowly open the door and get out. "Don't run away again." The fifth hisses at me, clenching his fists. I gulp. "Don't worry, I won't." I answer with as much attitude as I dare. He hums in satisfaction and looks at me once more before driving off. "I won't. Yet." I add under my breath. I look up at the stairs leading to the school and slowly begin to climb them, muttering curses quietly to myself. I take out my locker keys and jam them into the keyhole.

"Hey." I hear a voice behind me. I roll my eyes in frustration and turn around. Behind me is a boy who looks a couple of years older than me. He has brown hair and teal eyes. "Sorry, I'm in your way, right?" I murmur, moving to the side. "Yeah, thanks."He opens his locker which is next to mine and takes his books out. "You're new around here, aren't you?" He asks, sneering. I nod and frown. "Well, if I were you, I'd stay away from the jocks, especially Zeb over there." He grins and gives me a thumbs up before walking over to two girls who are stood waiting for him. I roll my eyes again. Gee, some of the kids here are really strange. I pull my books out and start to head for my classroom. I check my timetable. Great. Gym. I pull out my gym kit too and begin to walk in the opposite direction. I bump into a tall, muscular teen and groan. I have a strange feeling this is one of the jocks the boy warned me about.

"Ooh, a newbie." One of them says. "Are you sure you came into the right building?" he asks in a mocking voice. "Are you sure you're not meant to be in middle school?" I sigh. "Pretty sure, yeah." I say. "Now, if you excuse me, I've got a class to go to."

"No, wait a minute." Says the same teen. "We're not done with you yet." The tallest of them all, the one that the teal eyed guy told me was called "Zeb" comes forward. "Hey, hey, leave the kid alone." He says. "We start on him tomorrow." He grins evilly and moves to the side to let me go. I sigh in relief. Not a good start.

Swinging my bag over my shoulder, I trudge to the gym. I hear footsteps behind me and turn. It's the boy I ran into. "Hi." He says. "Again." He runs his hand through his hair and I roll my eyes, turning around and walking faster. I feel a hand on my shoulder and freeze. "Still me." says the boy. I shake his hand off my shoulder and glare at him angrily. "Hey, what's the big deal?" I demand. He raises his hands. "Sorry kid. I'm Kanan. I figured you'd like someone to show you around and be friendly to you? The imperials can be pretty nasty." He extends his hand for me to shake, but I ignore it and carry on walking. He runs to keep up with me. "So... what's your name?" Kanan asks. "Jabba the Hutt." I tell him moodily. He scoffs. "Yeah, right. I meant your real name?" He looks at me expectantly, smiling warmly. I sigh in defeat. "I'm Ezra. Ezra Bridger." He grins. "Hello Ezra Bridger. The gyms this way. I've got gym first period too."

*Line break which I don't know how to put on*

"Whoa." Says Kanan at lunch time. "You're so good at sport! Ever thought about trying out for a team?" I shake my head. "Nah. My foster dad would never approve." Kanan stops. "Wait, you're fostered?" He asks. I stop too. Oh no. Did I just tell him that I'm fostered?!

"Let's sit over there." He gestures to two spare seats, next to the two girls he was with earlier. "So, you're really fostered?!" Kanan continues. "So am I!" I frown. "Huh?" I say in disbelief. "No way!" Kanan grins. "Way." He answers.

"So," I say conversationally. "Are they nice?" Kanan nods. "Yea!" he exclaims excitedly. "My foster mom, Depa is the best!" He frowns. "Are your foster parents nice?" I bite my lip.

"Um..." I begin. What should I say?

Yes, what should he say? I'll let you guys decide that! Please, please give me ideas for the next chapter- there should be lots of teenage drama!