So I started this last year, during the Summer. And now I decided to post it, so, have fun.
Double D wasn't sure what he felt as he passed through the tall double doors to what may be the best, or worst, four years of his life. Peach Creek High School, a school he could never wait to enter. And now that he could, his emotions were conflicted. Should he be excited, afraid, nervous? Perhaps a mix of all three would be appropriate.
The situation at peach Creek High School was said to be nearly the same as peach Creek Middle School. A bitter rivalry with Lemon Brook high School, the same popularity contests, and the standard fare for the less popular kids. Like himself, and the two boys he trailed after as they navigated the hall.
His two best, and only friends. Eddy, still shorter than half their class and greedy for coins. And Ed, still the tall one of the trio and obsessed with his monsters and mutants. Most people they knew didn't like them in the least, and their reputation was sure to spread like wildfire soon enough. Eddy and his annoying ways, Ed and his idiocy, and Double D himself for his general nerdiness. The trio was most certainly not going to be very popular, and especially if the shorter Ed was still obsessed with scamming his peers out of their quarters.
Double D, caught up in his thoughts, didn't realize that Ed had stopped clear in front of him. "My apologies, Ed." He said as he steadied himself.
"It's okay Double D." Ed replied with a large toothy grin. He turned his gaze on the locker in front of him.
'Oh dear, when was the last time he brushed his teeth?' Double D wondered as he watched him struggled with the lock.
"Stupid cheap locks." Eddy grumbled, pulling on his locker door with annoyance plastered on his features. It was the same problem Ed was facing just beside him. Amazingly, the two had lockers next to each other, while he himself had to visit the other side of the school near his home room.
"Double D," Ed whined, "My locker will not open and I said please like a good boy always should." Double sighed, lips curling upwards in a smile.
"Let me have a go at it then. What's the number?" Ed gave him the three number sequence. Double D worked for a moment, until a click sounded and proved the lock was undone. The door swung open easily. "You must have turned in the wrong direction, Ed." Ed blinked, then pulled him into a hug that left him gasping for clean air.
"Geeze Ed, don't strangle him!" Eddy rolled his eyes. "He hasn't fixed my locker yet." Ed pouted and released his friend, who had already produced a small can of air freshener, breathing in the sweet perfumed scent of tropical island flowers.
"Hurry up sockhead. My locker ain't gonna open up on its own." Double D sent him a look as he slid the can back into the water bottle slot of his messenger bag. Double D lectured him on the virtues of patience and correct grammar as he filled in the given combination, in the correct direction this time, swinging open the door.
"Yea, yea, whatever. C'mon, we have class to get to and mom says if I get in trouble on the first day I'm grounded." He stuffed a jacket in the tall space and slammed the door shut, starting down the hall. Double D and Ed followed him, trying to keep up in the crowded hall.
"I believe this is where we part, gentlemen." Double D said as they reached an intersection. "I will see you both at lunch. Please try not to get into trouble on the first day." Eddy rolled his eyes and said 'see ya later, sockhead' before dragging Ed to their shared homeroom. Double D himself continued down the opposite hallway until he reached his locker number, coincidentally right across the door to his homeroom.
The warning bell had yet to ring when he entered only moments after arrival. The room was, for the most part, devoid of student life, aside from the two girls in the back, fawning over a magazine cover. He took a seat near the door and waited for the bell.
Soon more and more students began to file in, none catching his attention until a familiar face entered the room. 'Oh dear, is that Kevin?' The face in question was indeed Kevin. He sat in the desk next to him.
"What are you doing here, dork?" He sneered at Double D.
"Well this is my homeroom, so I'm-"
"I know that." Kevin interrupted, eyes rolling. "Never mind." Double D blinked in confusion, looking back toward the door when Kevin didn't say anything else.
The bell rang soon after that and the classroom was now full of students, and their homeroom teacher, Mr. Whitaker. He was old, with thin white hair and a long beard that went well past his chin, coming to a rest just level with his shoulders. He moved slowly, but he spoke fast, and with an accent. Roll was taken quickly, and then the room was quiet as the morning announcements began.
Double D took note of everything said. Most of it was about student clubs, a few he wanted to join. 'No Math Club?' He noted with disappointment at the end of the listing. Perhaps he could start one up. Though it wasn't very popular last year. He was the only member, after all.
Double D reached in his bag and pulled out his schedule and map. He had AP World History right after Homeroom. Being in several AP classes, he already had stacks of papers to turn in for them each that he was supposed to accomplish over the summer.
The bell rang. He stood up and checked the map for quick instructions. History classes were part of the C hallway, which was upstairs. Luckily his homeroom was A11, which wasn't far from the staircase. Double D was one of the first from the room, already hurrying to his class.
The stairs were wide, and divided through the middle. Students going up on the left, going down on the right. Double D was swept with the crowd, already upstairs before he could even blink. History was in room C12 for him. According to the closest door he was facing room C16, Just two doors from AP World History.
"Excuse me," He mumbled to several students who he bumped into. Eventually he reached C12. The class was small, with only seven others so far. Double D took a seat close to the door again, reaching for the folder of work he'd done over the summer. For good measure he also pulled out his large textbook assigned to him last year. Hands folded neatly on top, he waited.
Just seconds before the bell rang, another familiar face greeted him.
"I told you to take a left, buddy! You nearly made us late!" Jonny chided his friend Plank. He laughed then looked around for a seat. "Hiya Double D! Plank wants to sit next to you!" Jonny placed Plank in the seat to Double D's left, and Jonny sat to his right side.
"Why salutations Jonny, Plank. I'm surprised to see you here." He said honestly. Jonny didn't seem the type to be interested in an advance placement class. Jonny looked ready to reply but then their teacher walked in. This time it was a woman who looked to be in her late forties, maybe early fifties. Her blonde hair was specked with grey and pulled up in a tight bun. She wore a bright shade of blue lipstick, which struck Double D as odd. She introduced herself as Mrs. Larkin.
"As I take roll-call, I expect you to hand in your homework when your name is called, and bring out your notebooks. It may be only the first day, and a shortened period at that, but there's always time for notes. Especially when your first test will be this Wednesday." Two days from now, hmm? Double D made a mental note to begin studying immediately.
As soon as roll was taken, she fired up the smart board and opened a power-point presentation for notes on the Renaissance period. "This will act as a quick review for everything you've done on your own. You should know that at the end of each month I do notebook checks, so if you miss a day of notes or don't feel like taking them you better borrow from a friend, because notebook grades are a heavy portion of the final grade."
The class spent the next twenty minutes taking notes while Mrs. Larkin read them aloud. Double D had filled a good three pages with his neat slanted handwriting by the time the bell rang. "Remember. Two days until your first test."
"She sure drives a hard bargain, right buddy?" Jonny said to Plank as he passed Double D, who laughed quietly to himself. Perhaps World History would be a fun class with someone like Jonny in it.
Double D quickly looked over his map before leaving the classroom. He located D5 and repacked his map, on his way to the Art classroom. He wasn't originally going to take Art. He wanted to get his language credits taken care of first, but he'd been a bit late to choose classes. Art was one of the few left open that wouldn't interfere with the rest of his schedule.
But art wasn't so bad. And maybe one easy class would be a nice break for him. He was one of the first few into his class, again, and took a seat at one of the three long tables. A familiar giggle reached his ears. His eyes quickly fixed themselves on the door, finding Nazz and Kevin. The pair walked in.
"Oh look, it's Double D!" Nazz said. He groaned and sank into his seat, face flushing red. How did she of all people, notice him sitting there? "Mind if I sit here?" he jumped, not seeing her cross the room so quickly.
"Ah, n-no problem, it's not t-taken."
"Why are you stuttering, dork?" Kevin growled as he sat on Double D's other side. He shrunk further ion his seat.
"It's probably just nerves from first day of school." Nazz replied for him. Double nodded, agreeing silently. So far art was turning out to be less of a fun class, and more of a burden he'd have to deal with each day. Sandwiched between Nazz, the girl whom every boy in the Cul-De-Sac had a crush on, and Kevin, the bully he'd known since he'd first moved to peach creek. What fun.
"Whatever." Kevin rolled his eyes. Suddenly a huge frown formed on his face. "Hey dork, looks like your girlfriend came for a visit."
"H-huh?" He looked toward the door, almost afraid to look. Marie hadn't seen him yet, luckily. She was still talking to someone just outside the door. 'There's still time to hide!' He thought, sliding his bag in front of him and shrinking in his seat, shivering as each second passed. Kevin snickered. Double D shot him a dirty look and continued hiding until the bell rang.
His cover was blown when their teacher, a man with long brown hair tied back, took roll. He groaned when Marie looked his way. Luckily, just after roll, Mr. Vasquez informed that these would be their assigned seats. Well, almost luckily. He'd rather be stuck next to Kevin and Nazz than be stuck with... Her, at least. Kevin didn't seem too pleased with this, however.
"Ah, I'm stuck next to Double Dork all year?" Nazz giggled.
"You did choose to sit there you know."
Kevin grumbled to himself and crossed his arms, almost in a pouty manor.
He stayed like that for the rest of the shortened class while Mr. Vasquez handed out papers with the requirements for passing as well as their first art assignment, due by the end of the week. He also mentioned that they would need a sketchbook for use in class and for homework assignments.
Double D made sure to check his map quickly and mark a trail to English. As the soon as the bell rang he was already halfway down the hall, hoping to avoid Marie. He slowed down only when he reached the staircase, knowing full well the dangers of running down a crowded staircase.
"What a day." He commented, slightly out of breath, as he sat at the first desk he saw in the English Class. While catching his breath again he reached for the folder of English work he'd been given over the summer. Moments later Kevin entered the room, holding a similar folder. Double D knew he'd taken the AP English class, since he'd seen him when getting his book from the English office during the first week of summer.
He wasn't surprised to have him in his class this time, because there was only one AP 9th grade English class. Not many people sign up for them, just because of the work that has to be done over the Summer. What did surprise him, was that for the third time Kevin chose to sit beside him.
"You sure ran out of there quickly." He commented, sitting back and stretching his arms over his head. "Just wait until the school finds out you ran away from a girl."
"Oh, you aren't planning to tell are you?" Double D questioned. Kevin only smirked at him.
"I might, and I might not. Who's to say?" Double D sighed. Why, why, iwhy/i did Kevin have to be so disagreeable? The two were silent until the bell rang, and Mr. Kirkland stood from his desk. He called names, and collected everyone's folders.
"Today I'm going to go over the requirements, and pass out your first homework assignment. I want a short essay on what you did over the Summer. At least three pages." He handed a small three-page packet of guidelines and rules for his class. After he was finished, he handed out the assignment and went over a few points. The bell rang, Double D checked his map, and then left for Lunch. He met up with Ed, as he walked out of his own English class, B5.
"Double D! I missed you so much I did!" He pulled him into a bone-crushing hug, much like earlier that morning. He stopped at his locker on the way, pulling out his lunch. Double D gasped for clean air as soon as he was free.
"I missed you too Ed. Shall we move on to Lunch, then?" Double D suggested. The two walked toward the cafeteria, stopping by his locker for his lunch.
He was quite excited to have lunch with both Ed and Eddy, as this was the only class they all shared. He had gym with Ed, but Eddy was in another class for 7th period.
"There he is Double D!" Ed pulled him from his thoughts, and to a table near the lunch line.
"Oh my." Eddy didn't look very happy. In fact he was almost boiling red with anger. "Eddy, you look displeased." He sat on his left side. "Did something happen to ruin your day?"
"Ruin my day? How about the whole year! I was just ambushed by the Kankers in Chemistry! Apparently I have all three of them, and they All sit next to Me! And it's the same thing in homeroom, just ask Lumpy!"
Ed nodded sadly. "I-I'm sorry to hear that." Double D gulped. Suddenly, Art didn't seem quite so bad anymore. One Kanker was better than three.
"It's not fair Double D! And my stupid teacher doesn't even listen when I wanted to move to a different seat!" He crossed his arms and fumed.
"There, there, Eddy, we'll figure something out." Double D said, opening his lunch bag. "It won't be too bad."
"Whatever..." Eddy grumbled, starting his own lunch.
After Lunch the trio parted ways and Double D headed for AP Algebra II. His heart sank a little when he found Marie was also in his math class, but was glad to be on the other side of the room, thanks to alphabetized seating charts. He turned in his summer work and was gone as soon as the bell rang.
He reached creative writing next, and was surprised to once again find Kevin.
"We sure have a lot of classes together this year, don't we, dork?"
"Yes, it seems so." Double D replied. It was rather strange to have so many classes with Kevin. The teacher went over a quick plan for the year, and gave them a few moments of free time.
When the bell rang, he found that he and Kevin had gym, as well. They both reached the large room at just about the same time. Double D shrugged and looked for Ed. They walked together again when the bell rang and parted in the chemistry hall. Double D was in lab Chemistry, while Ed was in a regular class, that didn't deal with chemicals.
Of course, there were only two classes that the gym class split into, and Kevin once again sat next to Double D, looking bored as roll was called.
'This is rather odd,' Double D thought, 'to have Kevin in nearly all my classes.' the chemistry teacher handed out a permission slip for their parents to sign, allowing them to work with the chemicals during lab days. The bell rang for the last time that day, and Double D went to meet with Ed and Eddy at the front of the school.
Cookies if you can guess the references.