The air was cool and crisp and kids ran in all different directions of the school yard. The trees swayed in the gently breeze and nothing more than a light jacket was needed. A sharp bell rang and the kids all hurried through two large, wood double doors, and into the hallowed halls of Horace Green Prep School. It wasn't just another day of school; this was the first day of school.

A lean, tall, slender Freddy Jones slipped through the doors and went strait to his locker, the stayed the same, His hair was spiked and not about to move (thanks to the amount of gel applied earlier that morning). He opened his locker, took out his binder and notebooks and threw his knapsack in the locker, and slammed it, a small voice from next to him quietly commented, "Watch it, Tiger" it was a distinct feminine voice. Freddy turned around and faced an even taller than Freddy, Katie. "Fuck you, wassup?" Freddy joking smacked Katie on the back. "The question is what's up with you Mr. Anger Management?" "Ah, shut up. I'm just acting...Normal" he laughed and the walked down the hall to Homeroom talking about what happened over the summer and how the hadn't practiced their instruments in ages.

The bell rang and everyone hurried to their desks. Zack Moonigham stuffed a book into his desk. He was wearing a black RAMONES shirt, the first day of school was ALWAYS free dress, and his hair was strait and getting pretty long. "Zack! Omigod! You look so different! But unusually sexy...just kidding!"

The high pitched squeal of an OMIGOD! Had turned out to be Summer.

"Summer, yo, how was your summer, you look great too" He blurted, almost awkwardly.

"Nice to see you too," She humphed and went off to her desk.

"Ok class, everyone shut up...let's get started!" A young man had stormed into the class room; he had dark brown hair that was cut short and thin glasses. He carried a book bag, the whole picture made him look almost, post collegiate. "Hello, I'm Mr. Richards, I will be your teacher this year, welcome to sixth grade!"

He waited for some response but got none, he went on, "We are going to dive right into things, No introductions, as it seems you all know each other pretty well, and I will learn your names soon enough. Anyways, let's go, when I call your name, come and sit where I point. OK?"

The class murmured an OK.

"Shit," thought Zack, "I don't want any reading groups."

Mr. Richards was now calling names, TABLE A, B, C, finally TABLE D. Mr. Richards cleared his throat, "Achem, Achem, Right, Table D: Here, Zack Moony-han? Is that right?"

"Moonigham," Zack mumbled and sat down

"Sorry, ok next to him: Katie, Marta, and... Freddy Jones. OK, that's it. Everyone is in groups, take out your notebooks........"

Mr. Richards started talking about the importance of good note taking, and then on to the books they would be reading. But Zack didn't here anything...

He suddenly found it hard to keep awake, Freddy nudged him, but nonetheless Zack started to suddenly dream...deep in a heavy sleep....

............................................................................................................xX this is my first fanfic and I liked SOR so this is the start, anyways. It gets better. The main bulk of the story is the dream...stick around!! xX