YO! Welcome to my new story. I dont really know how this is gonna go plot-wise, but I do have the first few chapters planned out. It's gonna be a highschool AU of sorts. If you have any ideas for anything let me know in the reviews. Some of the events are going to be loosely based of the movie Edge of Seventeen (go check it out its hilarious). As for the teachers/students, here's how its gonna go:
Teachers
Gwen/Ms. Sanchez-Language Arts, head of writing in the Yearbook Club
David/Mr. Greenwood-Environmental Sciences, head of photgraphy in the Yearbook Club, leader of Outdoor Club
Daniel-Guidence Counselor, co-leader of Religion Club with Jen
Jen-Front Desk/Receptionist, co-leader of Religon Club with Daniel
Quartermaster(can he be deemed a 'teacher'?)-substitute, head of cafeteria staff, literally anything else that needs to be done
Cute Waitress/Miss Daisy-works anywhere in the cafeteria, loves kids
Cameron Campbell-Owns the school, combined with the military school and all-female private school to form one district with the schools all combined in the same area
Ms. Bonquisha(she actually wanted her name to be that)-Girl's PE teacher
Students
(all students have to be a part of at least one club/school extracurricular)
Max-Junior, Yearbook Club(he needed the credits or else he would fail)
Nikki-Junior, Outdoor Club, Art club
Neil-Junior, Science Club, occasionally Astronomy Club
Preston-Junior, student head of Theater Club
Nerris-Junior, student co-leader of Magic Club with Harrison
Harrison-Junior, student co-leader of Magic Club with Nerris
Nerf-Junior, Wrestling Team
Dolph-Junior, Military Support Club, Art Club
Ered-Junior, Kool Kidz Klub
Space Kid-Junior, Astronomy Club(duh)
Everyone in the Flowerscout's School for Young Ladies are seniors, along with the Woodscout's School for the Misbehaved
On with the story!
The last thing Max wanted to do early Monday morning was wait outside with the two worst people on Earth for some 'newbies', as Sasha called them. He sighed and tapped his foot impatiently. "How long do we have to wait for these kids?"
"Oh! They should be here, uh...soon!" The overly cheerful(and slightly uncertain)reply came from Mr. Greenwood, or David, to his co-workers. The tall, redhead bounced up and down with anticipation, which should be impossible this early in the morning. Max scoffed, and muttered loudly, "This is bullshit. The Quartermaster shouldn't take this long to get two kids."
"Max, they're the same age as you." The second person Max stood with, Gwen Sanchez, or Ms. Sanchez, the English teacher told him. Max didn't miss the quick glance she shot at her watch as she said that though.
"Language," David scolded mildly. "Besides, the Quartermaster does the best he can under these circumstances." David continued staring at the road in anticipation. Again, Gwen checked her watch, not trying to be as subtle this time.
"David," she warned, "Outdoor's meeting in five minutes. I'll wait with Max." David nodded absentmindedly in reply, listening but not really. It wasn't until Gwen nudged him that he actually started to move again.
"Alright," he started, "Um, I need to get going, but, uh, Max, Gwen will be waiting here with you until the Quartermaster arrives. IhavetogoI'mlatebye!" David started sprinting/speedwalking toward the school, which stood, imposing yet shabby, leaving Gwen and Max alone, waiting for a ratty bus with two kids preparing to come to the worst place on Earth.
After David left, Max sighed again. "Man, this place fucking sucks. I once saw the Quartermaster kill at least seven squirrels in the time it takes me to eat a chip."
Gwen made no move to talk or laugh, but at least she didn't tell him to 'watch his language'.
Finally, she shifted and sat down. Max looked down at her in confusion, but eventually joined her on the curb. Just as Max was about to throw a tantrum about the Quartermaster's tardiness, a rusty, old, cheese yellow bus pulled to a jerky stop, nearly hitting the two sitting on it.
Gwen abruptly sat up, adjusting the dark teal sweater she had tucked into some jeans and making sure there was no dirt or dust stuck to her.
The door opened slowly, and a blur of red, green, and yellow shot out. Behind it stood a tall, brown-haired boy, clearly nervous.
The blur, now sitting on the ground, was a girl in a short yellow shirt, high-waisted red shorts, and matching straps that made it look like she was wearing suspenders.
The nervous boy twitched and shifted. "Uh, is this Campbell High?"
Gwen nodded and stepped forward. "You must be Neil. I'm Ms. Sanchez," she looked warily down at the girl sitting on the ground. "And this must be Nikki." Gwen stretched her hand out, but instantly pulled it back out when Nikki snapped at it.
Max stifled a laugh and stepped forward. His expression remained impassive, eyebrows narrowed, frown present, hands stuffed in to his worn light blue hoodie.
"Wow, Gwen," he started, "you really have a way with kids." Gwen eyes drooped more, though Max wasn't sure if it was because she was tired or because Max was so damn annoying. (Her words, not his.)
Neil spoke up. "Gwen? Isn't calling a teacher by their first name against the rules?" Gwen refrained from sighing and turned away from the kids and started walking toward the school.
"This is Campbell High. Anything goes, usually without punishment. Call me anything you want."
Gwen swiped her card at the recognition device, ignoring the excited wave she got from Jen, the receptionist. The machine beeped and the lock came unlocked with a click.
Gwen opened the doors and a blast of warm air hit them in the face. They were in the small area between the hallway, main office, and the doors to the auditorium. She turned to the left and opened the door to the office. Again, Jen waved.
Gwen sighed and muttered a small, "Hi, Jen," before turning to the kids. "This is the main office. If you ever need to pick up a paper, get extra clothes, anything of the sort, come here," she swept her am toward the desk. "This is Jen, the main receptionist. She can get anything for you should you ever need it. She's also the co-leader of the Religious Club with Daniel, you'll meet him soon."
The intercom crackled and Gwen mattered under her breath. "Alright, lets go. Class is gonna start soon, and I can't be late again." She swept the kids out of the office and started down one of the many hallways, talking as she went.
"This is the hallway for the juniors. All your classes will be held here, the gym is that way, and farther down that hallway is where your other classes like music and art will be held. The more classes you take, the more points you get. If you get enough by the end of the year, you could get into some really good classes in senior year."
She stopped abruptly and opened a door. The inside was decorated with muted grays and teals, and a small, modern, gray and white lamp sat on her desk, casting a warm light through the otherwise dark room. A dark gray bookshelf sat at the back of the room, filled with worn and dog-eared book pages, and several random trinkets sat on top.
The shelves on the side of the classroom had pencils and markers in baskets on it, extra paper, and the industrial sized air conditioner next to it blared loudly. It was a bit chilly, because it was the middle of October why were the air conditioners on, but it was comfortable nonetheless.
The tables in the middle sat in small groups, the chairs sitting on top of the table upside-down, revealing the gum and boogers stuck to the bottom. (Kids who had detention went from room to room cleaning the tables and chairs with toothbrushes as punishment, Gwen's room was yet to be touched by them.)
"This is my English room, Your homeroom, and occasionally the holder of Yearbook all-night brainstorming parties." At the two new kid's interested looks, Gwen added, "It's not as crazy as you think. Anyone in yearbook is welcome to come, David and I get food and drinks around, bring in a tv and music, and basically stay up all night with students, discussing what the yearbook's gonna look like this year, exchanging pictures and ideas, eating, and we allow phones and such. You should join yearbook, its a lot of fun, actually. We play Kahoot and get a bunch of beanbags out to sit on, and sometimes we have blanket and pillow building forts. Occasionally, though, we invite a few kids outside of yearbook, per request by students."
The door creaked open and a dark-skinned girl wearing a dark purple beanie and pale yellow long-sleeve walked in, arguing heatedly about something with a boy who was wearing an actual suit over a bright yellow t-shirt. More children trickled in, some talking loudly with each other, finishing up work from the night before, and just generally being annoying.
Gwen handed Nikki and Neil several papers, talking low despite the turmoil, explaining how things would go. Max sat on her desk, scrolling through her computer, presumably looking through her emails, because there was no authority or privacy in this shithole (according to him).
"Max will show you around today, I made sure you got the same schedule he has, sit with him at lunch, just don't do what he does, I dobtyou want detention on your first day of school."
The door opened suddenly, and David peeked his head through. "Hi Gwen! Are the new kids here yet? Oh also I dont know if you know but we're supposed to switch between classes with Larry sooo here!"
With that, David ran in, handed her a cage with hamster toys and an actual hamster and ran out. Gwen sighed for the hundredth time and placed it on the ledge of the window.
"Man, we're too old for this a shit. I mean, we're fucking juniors in high school." Max continued scrolling through Gwen's emails. "God damnit they moved Nerd Fest back a week."
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Max, I know its very saddening that Nerd Fest is later than Saul this year, so you cant go to Arby's for lunch, but i could get in huge trouble if the school finds out your looking through my emails."
Max sighed and slid off the desk. He walked over to the edge and leaned on it, calling to the two kids that were arguing earlier. "Yo, Nerris, Harrison, did either of you finish the English homework for the weekend?"
Gwen sighed again.
Alrighty so this chapter really sucks but I'm really excited for this story. I have some ideas but if you have any tell me in the reviews. I'm gonna try to update once a week, but it depends just bc schools really sucky so don't believe me oops. Have a great day/night wherever you are!