Hi guys! I know, I know. A billion other authors have done the story "Warriors High" before, but I still want to take a shot at it. But instead of the story being centered around Lionblaze, Jayfeather, and Hollyleaf, it's centered around Dovewing and Ivypool. Also instead of there being 4 different schools or 4 different clusters within a school representing there four clans, my version of the school will have 4 cliques. Also, Pairings won't be that huge of a deal in my story, even though it seems like they are in the beginning. This is a ridiculously long author's note, so, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own warriors
Thunder Clique
Donna Wing- Dovewing
Ivy Wing- Ivypool
Liam Flame- Lionblaze
Jason Flame- Jayfeather
Holly Flame- Hollyleaf
Blossom Simmer- Blossomfall
Benjamin Simmer- Bumblestripe
Briar Simmer- Briarlight
Cindy Farland- Cinderheart
Poppy Farland- Poppyfrost
Hadley Farland- Honeyfern
Isabelle Clove- Icecloud
Finn Clove- Foxleap
Barry Day- Berrynose
Matt Day- Mousewhisker
Hazel Day- Hazeltail
Rosie Day- Rosepetal
Todd Day- Toadstep
Shadow Clique
Dawn Palace- Dawnpelt
Freddy Palace- Flametail
Tyler Palace- Tigerheart
Olive Nile- Olivenose
Chris Frost- Crowfrost
Ray Wilmer- Redwillow
River Clique
Willow Shellmer- Willowshine
Missy Tale- Minnowtail
Molly Stross- Mothwing
Hunter Stross- Hawkfrost
Penny Fuzz- Petalfur
Robin White- Robinwing
Wind Clique
Andrew Pence- Antpelt
Heather Tear- Heathertail
Bruce Flounder- Breezepelt
Sunny Strike- Sunstrike
Edward Flake- Emberfoot
Graduated Students
Whitney Wing- Whitewing
Bill Wing- Birchfall
Sally Farland- Sorreltail
Brayden Farland- Brackenfur
Skyler Flame- Squirrellflight
Brandon Flame- Brambleclaw
Leah Flame- Leafpool
Chase Flounder- Crowfeather
Nicky Flounder- Nightcloud
Rusty Flame- Firestar
Samantha Flame- Sandstorm
Dustin Clove- Dustpelt
Fern Clove- Ferncloud
Gray Simmer- Graystripe
Timothy Clade- Tigerclaw
Georgia Clade- Goldenflower
Cynthia Farland- Cinderpelt
Calvin Wing- Cloudtail
Brittney Wing- Brightheart
Stormy Simmer- Stormfur
Brooke Simmer- Brook
Felicity Simmer- Feathertail
Sophia Leric- Spottedleaf
Yvonne Fang- Yellowfang
Braxton Pellers- Brokenstar
Thomas Faye- Thistleclaw
Selena Faye- Snowfur
Blair Starr- Bluestar
Ivy's POV
South Forest Preparatory Acadamy was the one of the most prestigious boarding schools in the entire country. It taught the hardest material, required the most expensive uniform, and had the largest campus. I was not at all excited to go. My mother, Whitney, had forced me to go after my sister and I had won scholarships for our outstanding grades. Of course my sister, Donna, was excited to go, but I was sulking about it on the bus ride to the school.
I was slouched over in the bus seat, my hands shoved in my jacket pockets, and my lower lip stuck out. Donna was sitting up straight in her seat, reading an informational packet on the school. "Oh, Ivy! Did you know that we get to go to dances at this school?" She asked me energetically. I glanced over at her and shrugged. My sister sighed as she stared at me. "Oh come on, Ivy! There has to be at least something that would make you excited to go here!"
I glared at her, remaining silent. Donna shook her head in exasperation and went pack to reading the packet. Not a few minutes later, we arrived at the campus. It was just as extravagant as I remembered.
First of all, the building was ancient. I remembered the administrator was saying something about how it was the school's 100th anniversary this year. He said that it used to be a mansion, but it was converted into a school in the 1970s, and they had added some modern renovations such as a gym, a cafeteria, more classrooms, and more bathrooms. I had to admit the building was beautiful, but I still wasn't excited.
Students were filing off the bus, and running off to talk to their friends. Groups of girls were hugging each other and squealing loudly, and the boys were roughhousing. How stereotypical.
Donna rolled her green eyes at me. "Come on, stop glaring and lets go make some friends." She told me as she pulled me over to a group of five girls that looked like cheerleaders.
"Hi! I'm Donna and this is my sister, Ivy. Do you think you can show us around the school? It's our first year here," Donn introduced herself.
They stared at us with expressions of confusion. A girl with long, platinum blonde hair cleared her throat. After a long, awkward silence, a girl with chocolate brown hair gave us a forced smile and said, "Er- sure. Are you two sophomores?" She asked.
Donna nodded her head. "Great! I'm Cindy, and I'm a sophomore as well. Those two are my sisters, Hailey and Poppy." She informed us.
"I'm Holly!" A girl with shoulder length black hair told us.
"I'm Isabelle. I'm a freshman." The blonde girl said.
"Do you two have your schedules?" Asked Cindy. Donna and I shook our heads.
"They'll probably give them to you soon," she reassured us. "Follow me, I'll introduce you to my boyfriend!"
Donna ran after Cindy excitedly, and the two began to chatter. I rolled my eyes at my sister as I slung my tote bag over my shoulder and made my way to the front desk. I asked the blonde secretary about my schedule, and she printed one out for me. At the top it read; Ivy Pauline Wing: Dorm room 316.
Hopefully my dorm wouldn't be too bad. At my house I didn't have to share my room, so this would be a difficult transition. I opened the door to my dorm, and saw that a girl was already there, unpacking her clothes. She didn't even notice me come in. I cleared my throat, and she looked up at me.
"Um, hi?" I greeted uncomfortably.
"Hi." The girl responded quietly, before resuming folding her clothes.
I glanced around he new home. The room was plain, but satisfactory.I selected one of the white, queen sized bed by a window to be my area. I peeked outside, and spotted Donna laughing with Cindy, Holly, Hailey, Poppy, Isabelle, a blonde boy, and a boy with light brown hair that I didn't know.
Donna fit right in with them. She was always the "perfect" Wing. Her glossy, light brown ringlets cascaded beautifully down her back, and her pale skin contrasted with her rosy cheeks and thick, dark lashes that framed her sparkling green eyes. Today she was wearing a coral pink dress that reached a few inches above her knees. Her curls were pulled out of her eyes with a white headband. Her trademark, black binoculars hung around her neck. She looked amazing.
Then, I looked down at what I was wearing. An old, black jacket, a baggy blue tee shirt, ripped jeans that were rolled up to my knees, and a pair of beaten up running shoes. My short, white hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail, and I had a band aid on both of my knees from skateboarding. I was a wreck, and the only person I was "hanging out" with was that quiet girl unpacking her clothes. Even though I would never admit it, I envied Donna sometimes.
Donna's POV
Ivy's crazy for not liking this school. I've only been here for half an hour, and I've already made six new friends! Cindy and I were chatting as we made our way down to the dining hall. "So, Cindy, are you on the cheer team?" I asked her.
Her blue eyes brightened as I mentioned the cheer squad. "Yeah! Cheer is my life. I've been doing it since 7th grade! In fact, last year I went to the national completion!" She chattered excitedly.
"Wow, that sounds like fun!" I replied dreamily. I had always wanted to be a cheerleader. I had wanted to join in 8th grade, but I want accepted.
"It really is! I'm the captain now that Brooke Simmer has graduated. Hey! I have an idea! Why don't you try out? I think someone with your amazing personality would really benefit the team!" She gushed.
"Really?!" I asked, shocked. Someone actually thought I could cheer!
Cindy shrugged. "I don't see why not! Also, I saw you eyeing that boy, Tyler earlier. He's a linebacker," she told me, winking.
I blushed as I thought of the handsome, amber eyed boy. "When are the tryouts?" I asked.
"In two weeks. I'll help you practice!" She offered.
I smiled warmly at her. "Thanks, Cindy."
After a few more moments of walking, we approached the double doors that were the entrance to the dining hall. The sound of people chattering, metal lunch trays clinking, and people smacking their mouths as they chewed on their food filled the air. The strong aroma of fresh salad, grilled pork, and mashed potatoes wafted up to my nose.
Cindy and I both waited in line patiently for our food. Unlike the other schools I've attended, the food her actually looked tasty. My mouth watered as the lunch lady placed a slice of pork tenderloin on my tray. After I exited the lunch line, I saw Isabelle and Poppy motioning for me to sit with them and Liam, Cindy's boyfriend.
I sat down next to them, my metal tray clanking loudly as I placed it on the table. "Hey Donna! Poppy and I want to ask you something important." Isabelle told me excitedly.
"What is it? I asked curiously. The blonde and the brunette looked at me, smiling.
"How would you like to join the Thunder Clique?" They asked me.
My mouth hung open. I was honored. My mother told me it had taken her a week and a half to get accepted into the Thunder Clique, and it had only taken me a couple of hours to get invited!
"Of course!" I exclaimed, trying to contain my excitement. Poppy and Isabelle both let out sighs of relief.
"Thank goodness!" Poppy said. "We were worried that you might've wanted to join the Shadow Clique or something weird like that."
"Why on earth would I want to do that?" I asked, laughing.
Isabelle grinned. "That's the spirit."
I looked around the table, and noticed that a few people were missing. "By the way, where's Hailey?" I asked.
Poppy scowled at the mention of her sister's name. "Over there, sitting with Barry, her boyfriend." She spat, glaring as Hailey giggled and playfully slapped a boy with dirty blonde hair. The boy just grinned goofily and kissed her on the cheek. Isabelle and I exchanged looks. We knew exactly what was going on.
"Poppy, do you have a crush on Barry?" I asked the dark brown haired girl.
Her mouth hung open. "No way! Why on earth would you even think that?" She defended herself, but she still gazed longingly at the boy.
Later that evening, Cindy and I walked to our dorms together. We were both in dorm 316, which was exciting. We opened the door to the room, and I was shocked to see my white haired sister reading a magazine on one of the beds.
"Ivy! You're in my dorm?" I asked.
Ivy shrugged her shoulders, not looking up from the magazine. I shook my head in disbelief, and chose a bed by one of the two windows. Ivy had chosen the other bed by a window. After I changed into my dove gray pajamas, I held my favorite black binoculars up to my eyes and used them to gaze out the window, before I turned my lamp off and slowly drifted off. I needed my beauty sleep if I were to have a great first day of classes tomorrow.
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