Who's Your Daddy?

by kyuupiddo bankoku

The NBB are now in highschool & things are about 2 get wierd especially for best friends Nat and Rosalina After a party the 2 find themselves not remembering any of the party the next morning Then Rosalina finds out some lifechanging news. Natalina

1. Chapter 1

Hey y'all! Ok well um in this fanfic they're a little older than they are on the show. Nat,Thomas, Qaasim, David, and Cooper are all Freshmen, Rosalina's a Junior, and Alex and Juanita are in 6th grade (Jr.High, Middle School, whatever else you call it!!) Here's chapter one, enjoy y'all!

Luv Alissa

Nat's POV

"Tick Tick Tick Tick." The soft call of the clock was the only sound to be heard in the seemingly lifeless high school room. Glancing around the room I saw the frightening faces of jocks,gangstas,goths,preps, even the nerd with the glasses and the pocket protected scared me at this point. It was as if they were all staring at me. Not blinking. Not breathing. Not thinking. Just watching my every move to see if I would crack. I turned and looked at the bitter old lady behind me. Her wrinkled face showed no emotion. No compassion. No joy. Not even hatred. It's been said she never smiles, and I wouldn't find that hard to believe. I shifted my gaze to the thick wooden ruler in her right hand. As dented and worn out as it may be, it still seems to give off a strike of terror to anyone who crosses it's holder.

"Turn around Mr. Wolff!", she yelled crossly, breaking the silence...and possibly the sound barrier

"Yes m'am.", I answered quietly, slowly turning my body back around the proper way in my chair

"And no talking!", she yelled just as cross and loud as before

"Yes m...", I stopped myself quickly and pulled my hands into my lap

I know what your thinking, and no this isn't some ancient torture chamber...although it may as well be. No, all it is is detention. A place I never would have dreamed I would be. And yet here I am. I heard a faint giggle from next to me. I turned to see the smiling face of an all to familiar junior girl. She had long brown hair, part of which was hidden underneath a pink beenie. She had on a tight black and black striped off the shoulder top and just as tight blue jeans. Her pink and white converse were faded and slightly torn, but she never ceased to wear them. Her lids were shaded with thick black eyeliner and her lips with dark pink gloss. She was fairly tall and skiny, with the right sized curves in all the right places. She was my partner in crime...my roomate...my crush...and my best friend. But you might just know her as Rosalina.