-Radio Free Roscoe-

Chapter one - The Paper that shocked

Robbie slammed his locker shut with somewhat of anger, and leaned his back against it staring at the ceiling fan that lay directly upward of Roscoe High's hallway. 'Life sucks.' He muttered to himself while making his way towards the RFR studio.

Not realizing where he was going, Robbie was somewhat distracted. 'Watch where you're going!' Robbie yelled with anger as he bent down to pick up his books. 'Damn people these days..not watching where they're going.' Robbie thought to himself while shuffling around the floor for his papers.

'Sheesh Robbie...what got into your cornflakes this morning." It was Lily. 'Lily! Why'd you run into me...I practically had to chase my paper down the hallway!' He shoved that one paper into his math book stared at Lily with an eyebrow raised and arms crossed.

"Robbie, are you utterly delusional? You were staring at your feet the whole time you were walking!' Robbie tilt his head downwards. "Lily, how is it my fault if you saw me walking towards you. Couldn't you have moved?' Robbie asked with somewhat of a laugh.

Lily blushed and shuffled her feet. "So, you want to go get me a coke? Please, I gotta go get my books or I'll be late for class.' She placed a dollar into his hand and rushed by him, heading towards her locker. 'Late for class...its lunch, aren't we going to do RFR?'

POV OF ROBBIE-

Okay that was indeed weird. I don't know if she had meant to run into me, or she had made that up so I wouldn't blame her. But that wouldn't explain the totally changing the subject on me. Alright, here's the machine. What'd she say she wanted? A pepsi...No it was a coke. Yes. A coke indeed. Alright, there's the plunk. I got the coke. Now just stop acting frustrated. That whole act was definitely not making you get pitied Robbie. You are pitiful. You can't attract girls by being angry. But yet I did attract one girl...but it was only Lily. And that was supposedly an accident. Oh well I guess I'll meet Lily at the studio and give her this caffeine infested drink there.

Robbie pushed the heavy metal door forwards with a heave of great strength, and was happy to find Lily sitting at the table with Ray and Travis. "Waiting on me were you?' Robbie questioned, while throwing the 345mL bottle of coke over to Lily. "

Here's your coke. Even though I do believe you could've gotten that yourself.' He shot her a quick smile and placed his head phones onto his ears. Lily opened it today with her guitar. SHe played a catchy toon that she had made up while singing, "RFR is on, better, you better get your groove on, our musics hot, it's not store bought, so just tune in and listen."

Travis smiled to himself. He wasn't about to tell Lily that totally sucked and the rhyming was crucial. "Thanks for that Lily." Robbie chimed in after that, and RFR was on the air.

"Wow, RFR is one stupid radio station.." Kim chimed to herself, as radio free roscoe had resigned from the air. 'Actually, I think you have their way of saying things in a completely abstracted view.' Kim sighed and turned around. 'Robbie McGrath. And how would you know?' Robbie slipped his hands into his pockets and smiled at the floor. "I do listen to it."

Robbie said with great ease and excitement. That was indeed a stupid question, for the Queen of Mean, Kim Carlisle. Kim began doing what she had begun to do in the first place. Nothing. She sat in her Cougar Radio chair and fiddled with the many controls.

'Kim. Do you ever spend your time wisely at school? And I mean other than being a DJ on a stupid radio." Kim shot him an irritated emoticon, and continued doing what she thought was useful, and completey and utterly ignored Robbie. "I can take a hint." Robbie said aloud, and headed for the door.

As Robbie was making his way back from English class, that same pesky paper slipped out of his note book yet again. he chased the fluttering paper almost to the exit doors where he finally caught up and stepped his foot down on it, making it helpess and weighed down.

Although something on that particular paper stood out, not like his regular notes. It was folded in half, with hearts encircling the name, Robbie.