Change Has Come - Chapter One: First Day Blues
"Hey there, Tino here. Take a look at me, Mr. Big High School Guy. Well, okay, I'm not all that big, but I am in high school now. Yep, today was the first day, and I'm waitin' out here for the guys. Fortunately enough, our first day was on a Friday so we have the time to hit the pizza place, and talk about our first high school experience. Ahh, there's Carver now."
Carver ran up with a worried expression on his face, and a wild gesturing of arms that signaled to Tino he was overreacting about something or other.
"You don't look so good. Something up?" Tino asked.
"You bet something is up! I have the most repulsive teachers possible. I don't know if I'm gonna make it through the year," Carver responded.
"Aren't you overreacting just a little? I mean it's the first day, and it was just an orientation day really. How could you possibly tell you have mean teachers?"
"Mean? No, they seem like really nice people."
"What? You just said they were the most repulsive teachers possible."
"Yeah, they are. One of them was wearing a pink sweater vest with orange sweat pants, another was wearing a neon yellow cardigan, one had on some seriously scuffed shoes, and don't even get me started on my math teacher. How am I supposed to concentrate with those kinds of travesties being in my field of vision?"
Tino rolled his eyes and shook his head at the same time.
"You know, I don't think there are enough words in every language combined to even begin describing how ridiculous that is."
Carver narrowed his eyes and stared at Tino.
"Hey guys."
Carver and Tino turned around to see Lor coming up behind them.
"Hey there. So how was your first day?" Tino asked.
"Well, it was alright. My teachers seem pretty nice. Of course, I'm still getting over the shock that we are actually in high school."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It felt weird to get up this morning and come here instead of Bahia Bay Middle School," Tino commented.
"Well, all I know is that this big day has given me a big appetite so let's go get us some pizza," Carver said.
"Sure, we'll go as soon as Tish gets here," Lor commented.
"Where is she anyway? She should have been out here by now," Tino asked.
"I saw her running over to the big bulletin board in the main entrance as I was walking out here," Lor answered.
"Big bulletin board?"
"Yeah, it's in the main entrance and they post all sorts of stuff there like news about upcoming events and stuff."
"Hey, here comes Tish now," Carver said pointing to the main steps.
"Is high school great or what? Did you see the theater club presentation? This is what I have been waiting for. Now I will shine not only in academics, but on the stage as well. Ahhh, isn't this all so wonderful? I can't wait to become immersed in the Bahia High experience" Tish said bursting with excitement.
"Whatever. Personally, I can't wait to be immersed in a large pizza, so let's go hit the pizza place," Tino commented.
The four took their seats around one of the small wrestling rings as the waiter dressed in tights and a championship belt came over to them.
"Do you think that you little punks can handle the world's tastiest opponent?! What gives you the idea that you can finish off the likes of the world heavyweight champion of food, the extra cheese pizza?!"
All were taken aback slightly at the waiter's angry tone except Lor who felt right at home in "Pizza Wrestling".
"I'll tell you who we think we are! We are Lor, Tino, Tish, and Carver, the newest and most dominating force in the pizza pie world! We are The Weekenders!" Lor bellowed.
"Ooookay, let me get your pizza," the waiter said a bit surprised that someone actually got into the theme as much as he did.
Tino, Tish, and Carver all stared at Lor as they were also surprised at her outburst.
"The Weekenders?" Tino questioned.
"Well, The Four Horsemen is taken, and I couldn't think of anything better," Lor answered.
"Anyway, how about high school? I'm not looking forward to the workload, but I am looking forward to the people in school, specifically the female portion," Carver commented.
"Aside from the last part of his statement, I agree with Carver," Lor said.
"Well, that really doesn't come as a surprise. You two never were workhorses. However, considering what does have you in excitement, I suppose you are looking forward to the dance," Tish commented.
"What? A dance? I didn't know there was any dance. How do you know there is a dance?" Tino questioned sounding slightly worried.
"Yeah, I don't recall any dance being mentioned," Carver added.
"Well, obviously you guys don't pay attention, nor do you take notice of what your school is offering. On the big bulletin board there was a big flyer announcing the dance. Not only that but there were smaller flyers posted all over the building. Didn't you see any of them?"
"No, I was too busy checkin' out the ladies," Carver answered.
"Same here," Tino said.
Tish shook her head, "Sometimes........ Anyway, the point is there's a dance next Sunday at school, which gives us about one week to get dates."
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe I should try asking Thomson to go the dance with me. This dance could be a good opportunity for me," Lor commented.
"I hate to rain on your parade, but it's freshman only, so you can't bring Thomson since he is a sophomore."
"Oh man, there goes that great idea."
"Oh, I hate dances. There is no way out. Everyone will be going so if I don't go then I look like a loser, and if I do go then I have to put up with the painful process of getting a date. Whoever came up with the idea of dances must have hated people like me," Tino digressed.
"This is terrible. One week does not give us enough time to come up with a plan for the dance," Carver moaned.
"What's there to plan? It's just a dance," Tish commented.
"Just a dance? Just a dance?! A dance is a very important social function. It is because of dances that we have a reason to talk to members of the opposite sex and dances give us good opportunities to impress those members of the opposite sex. It is necessary to plan who you will ask, how you will ask them, and how you will impress them."
"I don't think that requires planning. You pick someone you like, and then just say 'Wanna go to the dance?', then at the dance you hang out and dance to impress them. That's it, end of story."
"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds pretty reasonable and simple which is exactly why it doesn't work that way, Tish. The whole choosing a date process is much more complicated than that. There is anxiety and rejection involved, it's a rigorous event."
"I agree with Carver. We could be rejected and be made complete fools of, and then it will spread throughout the entire school, and we won't ever be able to ask anyone to a dance again," Tino said.
"Wait, hold on. What's this 'we' business? I don't have a fear of being rejected. Take a look at these classical features, who could possibly turn them down?" Carver asked.
"You just said a few seconds ago about rejection making the whole thing complicated."
"Yeah, me rejecting the girls. I have to plan which ones I'll reject, and which one I'll take with me to the dance. Coming up with different excuses for each girl requires planning."
"Carver, I don't even know where to start yelling at you for what you just said," Tish said obviously ticked off.
"Well, I think the biggest problem is that we only have like a week to get a date. And since I can't ask Thomson, I have no idea who to ask now," Lor commented.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Since Tasha doesn't live around here anymore I can't ask her, so I have the same problem," Tino said.
"Count me in with you guys because I have no idea who to ask either," Tish said.
"See? You have some anxiety about this. I told you it's not such a simple process. You yell at me about it, but you are worried too," Carver said pointing at Tish.
"I'm not worried, Carver! You are just blowing things out of proportion, but tell me if you are so confident in yourself whom are you going to go with?"
Carver's smirk disappeared and was replaced with a worried look.
"Well, I was planning on, uhh, what's her name? Or maybe ummm, uhhhh, you know the one, but maybe I would go with, uhhh, that other girl, or possibly I would, uhhh, uhhhh, I can't tell you who. It's a surprise."
The others grinned at Carver.
"You are just the same as us. You don't know who you are going to take to the dance," Lor said.
Carver crossed his arms and looked away, trying to save face.
"It seems to me that we all have to start thinking about what we are going to do. We are pressed on time and we need to figure out who we will ask to the dance. So, I suggest that we think about it tonight and tomorrow we will hit the mall and see if we can find people from our grade who could potentially be dates," Tino concluded.
The others nodded in agreement with the plan hoping things would work out.
End of Chapter One
Hello there. I'm back with another Weekenders fic. I hope people will get as much entertainment out of this one as they did with the last one, if not more. So stay tuned as this story expands. And I know it's a long shot, but I hope someone will recognize this story's title and summary. Anyway, please read and review.
"Hey there, Tino here. Take a look at me, Mr. Big High School Guy. Well, okay, I'm not all that big, but I am in high school now. Yep, today was the first day, and I'm waitin' out here for the guys. Fortunately enough, our first day was on a Friday so we have the time to hit the pizza place, and talk about our first high school experience. Ahh, there's Carver now."
Carver ran up with a worried expression on his face, and a wild gesturing of arms that signaled to Tino he was overreacting about something or other.
"You don't look so good. Something up?" Tino asked.
"You bet something is up! I have the most repulsive teachers possible. I don't know if I'm gonna make it through the year," Carver responded.
"Aren't you overreacting just a little? I mean it's the first day, and it was just an orientation day really. How could you possibly tell you have mean teachers?"
"Mean? No, they seem like really nice people."
"What? You just said they were the most repulsive teachers possible."
"Yeah, they are. One of them was wearing a pink sweater vest with orange sweat pants, another was wearing a neon yellow cardigan, one had on some seriously scuffed shoes, and don't even get me started on my math teacher. How am I supposed to concentrate with those kinds of travesties being in my field of vision?"
Tino rolled his eyes and shook his head at the same time.
"You know, I don't think there are enough words in every language combined to even begin describing how ridiculous that is."
Carver narrowed his eyes and stared at Tino.
"Hey guys."
Carver and Tino turned around to see Lor coming up behind them.
"Hey there. So how was your first day?" Tino asked.
"Well, it was alright. My teachers seem pretty nice. Of course, I'm still getting over the shock that we are actually in high school."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It felt weird to get up this morning and come here instead of Bahia Bay Middle School," Tino commented.
"Well, all I know is that this big day has given me a big appetite so let's go get us some pizza," Carver said.
"Sure, we'll go as soon as Tish gets here," Lor commented.
"Where is she anyway? She should have been out here by now," Tino asked.
"I saw her running over to the big bulletin board in the main entrance as I was walking out here," Lor answered.
"Big bulletin board?"
"Yeah, it's in the main entrance and they post all sorts of stuff there like news about upcoming events and stuff."
"Hey, here comes Tish now," Carver said pointing to the main steps.
"Is high school great or what? Did you see the theater club presentation? This is what I have been waiting for. Now I will shine not only in academics, but on the stage as well. Ahhh, isn't this all so wonderful? I can't wait to become immersed in the Bahia High experience" Tish said bursting with excitement.
"Whatever. Personally, I can't wait to be immersed in a large pizza, so let's go hit the pizza place," Tino commented.
The four took their seats around one of the small wrestling rings as the waiter dressed in tights and a championship belt came over to them.
"Do you think that you little punks can handle the world's tastiest opponent?! What gives you the idea that you can finish off the likes of the world heavyweight champion of food, the extra cheese pizza?!"
All were taken aback slightly at the waiter's angry tone except Lor who felt right at home in "Pizza Wrestling".
"I'll tell you who we think we are! We are Lor, Tino, Tish, and Carver, the newest and most dominating force in the pizza pie world! We are The Weekenders!" Lor bellowed.
"Ooookay, let me get your pizza," the waiter said a bit surprised that someone actually got into the theme as much as he did.
Tino, Tish, and Carver all stared at Lor as they were also surprised at her outburst.
"The Weekenders?" Tino questioned.
"Well, The Four Horsemen is taken, and I couldn't think of anything better," Lor answered.
"Anyway, how about high school? I'm not looking forward to the workload, but I am looking forward to the people in school, specifically the female portion," Carver commented.
"Aside from the last part of his statement, I agree with Carver," Lor said.
"Well, that really doesn't come as a surprise. You two never were workhorses. However, considering what does have you in excitement, I suppose you are looking forward to the dance," Tish commented.
"What? A dance? I didn't know there was any dance. How do you know there is a dance?" Tino questioned sounding slightly worried.
"Yeah, I don't recall any dance being mentioned," Carver added.
"Well, obviously you guys don't pay attention, nor do you take notice of what your school is offering. On the big bulletin board there was a big flyer announcing the dance. Not only that but there were smaller flyers posted all over the building. Didn't you see any of them?"
"No, I was too busy checkin' out the ladies," Carver answered.
"Same here," Tino said.
Tish shook her head, "Sometimes........ Anyway, the point is there's a dance next Sunday at school, which gives us about one week to get dates."
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe I should try asking Thomson to go the dance with me. This dance could be a good opportunity for me," Lor commented.
"I hate to rain on your parade, but it's freshman only, so you can't bring Thomson since he is a sophomore."
"Oh man, there goes that great idea."
"Oh, I hate dances. There is no way out. Everyone will be going so if I don't go then I look like a loser, and if I do go then I have to put up with the painful process of getting a date. Whoever came up with the idea of dances must have hated people like me," Tino digressed.
"This is terrible. One week does not give us enough time to come up with a plan for the dance," Carver moaned.
"What's there to plan? It's just a dance," Tish commented.
"Just a dance? Just a dance?! A dance is a very important social function. It is because of dances that we have a reason to talk to members of the opposite sex and dances give us good opportunities to impress those members of the opposite sex. It is necessary to plan who you will ask, how you will ask them, and how you will impress them."
"I don't think that requires planning. You pick someone you like, and then just say 'Wanna go to the dance?', then at the dance you hang out and dance to impress them. That's it, end of story."
"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds pretty reasonable and simple which is exactly why it doesn't work that way, Tish. The whole choosing a date process is much more complicated than that. There is anxiety and rejection involved, it's a rigorous event."
"I agree with Carver. We could be rejected and be made complete fools of, and then it will spread throughout the entire school, and we won't ever be able to ask anyone to a dance again," Tino said.
"Wait, hold on. What's this 'we' business? I don't have a fear of being rejected. Take a look at these classical features, who could possibly turn them down?" Carver asked.
"You just said a few seconds ago about rejection making the whole thing complicated."
"Yeah, me rejecting the girls. I have to plan which ones I'll reject, and which one I'll take with me to the dance. Coming up with different excuses for each girl requires planning."
"Carver, I don't even know where to start yelling at you for what you just said," Tish said obviously ticked off.
"Well, I think the biggest problem is that we only have like a week to get a date. And since I can't ask Thomson, I have no idea who to ask now," Lor commented.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Since Tasha doesn't live around here anymore I can't ask her, so I have the same problem," Tino said.
"Count me in with you guys because I have no idea who to ask either," Tish said.
"See? You have some anxiety about this. I told you it's not such a simple process. You yell at me about it, but you are worried too," Carver said pointing at Tish.
"I'm not worried, Carver! You are just blowing things out of proportion, but tell me if you are so confident in yourself whom are you going to go with?"
Carver's smirk disappeared and was replaced with a worried look.
"Well, I was planning on, uhh, what's her name? Or maybe ummm, uhhhh, you know the one, but maybe I would go with, uhhh, that other girl, or possibly I would, uhhh, uhhhh, I can't tell you who. It's a surprise."
The others grinned at Carver.
"You are just the same as us. You don't know who you are going to take to the dance," Lor said.
Carver crossed his arms and looked away, trying to save face.
"It seems to me that we all have to start thinking about what we are going to do. We are pressed on time and we need to figure out who we will ask to the dance. So, I suggest that we think about it tonight and tomorrow we will hit the mall and see if we can find people from our grade who could potentially be dates," Tino concluded.
The others nodded in agreement with the plan hoping things would work out.
End of Chapter One
Hello there. I'm back with another Weekenders fic. I hope people will get as much entertainment out of this one as they did with the last one, if not more. So stay tuned as this story expands. And I know it's a long shot, but I hope someone will recognize this story's title and summary. Anyway, please read and review.