Hey!

Yay, I've written another story!!!

I have never written anything about Pride and Prejudice so this is all very new to me.

This is using the same character names but they are all in high school in the 21st century.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for the plot line!!!! (So plz don't sue)

Chapter 1

My alarm clock woke me up at 6 am with its usual annoying beeping.

I lazily hit the snooze button and rolled over again wait for sleep to find me again.

My sleep in was short lived when my mother came to bang on my door to wake me up.

'Lizzie!' she yelled 'Get up now! You have to get ready for school!'

I groaned loudly and forced myself to get up and get ready.

It was my first day back at school; I was in grade 10 at the private school that was about a 20 minute drive away.

Mum usually complained at how much the school cost and how long it took to get there.

God, if she was so fussed why she didn't just send us to the local state school down the road was beyond me.

I threw on my brown long sleeved shirt and jeans, our school didn't have a uniform.

When I finally made my way downstairs, everyone else was already there.

Jane was wearing her usual light blue shirt and jeans, flipping through a magazine with her hair down.

Mary was wearing her usual stuff like Jane, black long sleeved shirt with her black baggy pants.

Kitty and Lydia were wearing identical outfits, both looking too sluty for their own good in their low cut tops and their mini-short skirts.

Mum was rushing around the kitchen trying to get lunches ready for everyone while dad just sat there examining a rock he had found in the garden.

'Girls, come and get your lunch now or you go hungry' she said as she sorted the sandwiches into five different piles for us.

Still very sleepy, I slowly staggered over to get my lunch.

Vegemite on crackers and a carrot. Great.

I stuffed it into my Billabong shoulder-bag and sat down at the table to eat my breakfast.

A couple of minutes later it was the mad rush to get to school.

'Get in the car Mary, Stop re-applying your make-up Lydia and Kitty, you already have enough on' when the usual yelling, I had gotten used to it, it happened every day.

When we all finally got to school we all split up to go to our classes.

When I got to my class, almost everyone was already there.

I searched for my friend, Charlotte, and finally found her sitting in the back row by herself.

Charlotte had to be one of the most unfortunate looking girls I had ever seen, but she was a very nice.

She always wore daggy clothes that were way too big for her, always wore her hair in the same low pony-tail which emphasized how greasy her almost black hair was and had the biggest nose I had ever seen.

She immediately looked up when she saw me 'Hey Liz'

'Hey Lotty, how was your holidays?' I asked

'Good, I heard some hot guys started this year, do you think I have a chance?' she asked

Did I mention that this school was co-ed, and Charlotte was the most desperate person I knew. I swear she is going to be the one to propose, that's if she can find a guy that would touch her.

This questioning happened every time a new guy joined the school. I would bet good money that she had tried to win on to every guy in this school, and had been rejected by all of them. I still don't know how she can even consider trying to go after another guy. 'Yeah sure you've got a chance' I lied easily.

I very large smile crossed her face each time I said this.

Finally the teacher walked into the classroom, stumbling as he carried what seemed to be a very heavy box of books in to the room.

'Good morning class. Who were all your holidays?' he said happily.

An unhappy groan echoed through the class.

'Well that's good isn't it, you should all be refreshed and ready for another year' he said again happily, as if he hadn't heard the groan.

Suddenly someone burst into the room late.

He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life, his hair was a deep brown color and was perfectly messy. He was wearing brown baggy pants, a plain white t-shirt with a tan colored button-up shirt over the top.

He looked god like. I quickly snapped my mouth shut as soon as I noticed that it had it opened.

'I'm sorry I'm late sir, bad traffic' he said quickly before looking for a seat. I noticed that the only spare seat was beside me.

He made his way over to sit next to me. When he sat down I was expecting him to introduce himself, but he didn't say a word. I felt I little awkward sitting next to him while my heart was still beating abnormally fast because of his entrance.

As the teacher was going through the roll, I noticed the boy answered to the name Fitzwilliam Darcy. Fitzwilliam, what a weird name, I thought to myself.

When the bell rang, he got up and left without a word.

'He wasn't very nice; he didn't even acknowledge us' Charlotte said as soon as he left.

'I know' I said, still looking out the door of which Fitzwilliam had exited.

'He's one of the new ones I was talking about' she continued

'He's very cocky for a new student' I said

I went to my next class, still thinking about my first encounter with Fitzwilliam Darcy.

When I got to the door I found my usual desk occupied by him.

I went to sit down and he didn't even look up from the book he was reading.

I decided I might as well make the first move.

'Hello, I'm Liz Bennet, you must be Fitzwilliam Darcy?' I said confidently

'Umm, yeah, I like to be called Darcy' he said still not looking away from his book.

'Okay, Darcy, it's nice to meet you' I said putting out my hand to shake his. He ignored this and I pulled my hand back in awkwardly.

This was so embarrassing, I thought, he is so disagreeable.

As the class started he put the book away and started taking notes without giving me a side long glance.

By the end of the class I was outraged. He was the rudest person I had ever met!

When the bell went for morning tea, he did the same as he did in homeroom; he got up and left without looking at me.

I hoped with all my might that I didn't have any more classes with him, but apparently god didn't like me and he was in every one of my classes. And if that wasn't enough, the only spare seat every time was right beside him! I swear someone up in heaven hates me.

He had made my first day back at school a living hell, and he didn't even seem to notice.

I couldn't stand Darcy, it didn't matter how good-looking he was, he was just the most bad-mannered person I had ever me and I was not looking forward to the year ahead.

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