Well, there seems to be a heck of a lot of 'high school' stories out there, so i decided to join in .

Summary: The gang are attending a sixth form college in a small student town. All the best characters are going to make appearances but if you want to say who you want when then feel free!

Rating: high T due to realistic language and other stuffs.

Pairings: pretty much anything, it's almost like Skins but with Robin hood. ;P

Chapter one: GCSE results day

Part one: The boys of Locksley senior school

Much nervously fiddled with the white envelope in his hands, trying to decide whether to open it or wait and get someone else to. He was the first there, not even all the teachers had arrived yet. The few that had were avoiding him, they'd all given him low predictions and Much was hoping that they were avoiding him because he'd supposed their expectations, but he was well aware that it was more likely because he got the grades predicted and they weren't too good. Slapping the envelope against his left palm Much left the large main hall and climbed the wooden staircase to his left, a few moments later he was in the year eleven common room.

Taking a few very deep breaths Much closed his eyes and opened the envelope with his right index finger. Another deep breath and he opened his eyes and looked down at his results. The paper fell from his hands... He got an A in English Literature. All his other grades, B's and C's, mostly C's, but still no D's or fails. Much grinned, he felt a surge of happiness and he started laughing, new ideas of what he could do at A level with his grades, and even new ideas for university started to flood in his regularly empty, food related one track mind.

Much hadn't realised that over half an hour had passed sense he opened his results. He was dragged back to reality by the sound of his vibrating mobile phone on the set next to him. Picking it up he pressed the green button,

"Hello," Much said as he lifted the phone to his right ear.

"Hey, Much," Came Robin's recognisable dialect. "You at school yet mate?" There was the sound of a scrabble for the phone before another familiar voice shouted down it.

"Or are you still in bed, you lazy bastard? It's judgement day, my friend, the bell has tolled!" Will screeched with laughter as Robin hit him away with his own results envelope before laughing down the phone.

"Tell Will I'm not in bed, I bet I was up before him, he's the one who was late for three exams because he over slept, not me! And I'm in the year eleven common room, why don't you two come up?" Robin muttered something to Will then agreed and said they were heading up. A little while later the two boys bounded in to the common room. Robin saw the paper dropped to the floor and the glazed over look on Much's eyes and assumed the worst. His smile fell and he fell on to the sofa next to his friend.

"How bad is it?" He asked quietly, Will finally noticed and fell silent. Much looked down at the floor and shook his head. "That bad?" Robin put and arm around his friend's shoulder, thinking that the shakes were sobs. Much was actually laughing; even his best friend had expected him to do badly.

"Actually, I got all C's and up, I even got an A in Lit." Much lifted his head up and showed that he was laughing, Robin grinned, happy for his friend, but he did feel guilty that he'd assumed the worst.

"That's great man," Will grinned, tossing his balled up enveloped at Robin's head. "I got all B's except in Physics and DT, I gots A's." Will did a slight dance of happiness. "What about you Robin? Star pupil come through as always?" Robin smiled at his friend and opened his results.

"Yes." He said simply.

"Well? What'd you get?" Much sung as he tried to steal Robin's results paper to see for himself. Robin pushed his friend away, Much tumbled backwards on the sofa, and scrabbled at the air in an attempt himself from falling off of the edge.

"If you must know, I got eight A's and four A stars." Robin smiled stupidly, he was amazingly happy with his results. Much and will congratulated him, but in a very sarcastic 'we knew it' way. "So, what are we doing to celebrate?"

Part two: The girls at Nottingham grammar

Djaq and Marian walked through the old wooden doors to the reception, thick in to a conversation about the film they'd seen the other night. They signed for their results and went over to their other friends in the hall who were gathered around their young male chemistry teacher. They opened their envelopes. Djaq smiled and showed her results to Marian. Marian smiled and hugged Djaq.

"Well done, i knew you'd do well!" Marian seemed less happy about her own results. "I got a B in history..."

"That's great Marian, most people in the country don't even get C's remember." Djaq knew why her friend was upset about the B, but she didn't want to make it worse.

"I wanted to do History here; you know I can only study subjects I got an A in. Now I'm going to have to re-think next year entirely!" At Nottingham grammar one of the rules to complete the transition between GCSEs and A levels was that to study a subject you needed to get A's or above in your chosen subject. It was a harsh rule, but no one expected any less at the high ranking grammar girls grammar school.

"It's not too late to except your place at the college and come with me." Djaq smiled hopefully, not really wanting to be the only girl from her school going to the college and 'giving up her place in Cambridge' as her parents had put it. She knew that Marian's drive to study history may just have been enough to change her mind on the matter of her further education placement, but she also knew that Marian really liked the grammar, and that the schools music facilities were second to none, within the county at any rate.

"No, i better not. My dad would kill me if I did. I'll just do something else, it's not like I actually wanted to study history at uni or anything." Marian shrugged off her negativity and tried to think of how to tell her father that a B wasn't the end of the world.

"Marian! Djaq!" Came the shouts of another one of their school friends before she pushed her way through the crowd.

"Hey Eve." Djaq smiled "How'd you do? You staying on here or finding greener fields?" Djaq grinned and received a slight hit on the shoulder from Marian. Eve held up her results for the other two to see. "You're staying here then?" Djaq asked with a fake pout.

"Yeah, sorry, you are going to be the only one, well, the only nice one, to go to Nottingham Sixth Form College. But hey, it doesn't mean we can't make the most of the next two weeks before term starts!" Eve grinned wickedly, Djaq was very much up for a celebration, but Marian knew she was supposed to be heading home as soon as she opened her results.

"Let's go!" Marian laughed.

Part three: The boys of Nottingham County high

"Shit." Alan growled as he looked down at his less then pleasing results. Roy leaned over his shoulder and sighed.

"Well, at least they offer re-takes and GCSE classes at college. You'll be able to re-do them in a year then get on to your As levels."

"Nah, just do maths, i was going to take a language GCSE anyways, and i could still do English, i got a B after all." Allan hadn't really put much thought in to revising, or what he planned to do with his results, that was why he'd chosen the college. They had a lot of odd options that weren't available at other schools, and they were more likely to take someone with bad grades, which he was very thankful for at that point with his one B, three C's, four D's and an E. "Bloody RE," He spat. "Give me a effing E, how dare those jesus loving arses do that to me!" Roy laughed and patted Allan jokingly on the back.

"Somehow i think you did this to yourself, mate." He then clipped Allan across the ear, "And don't blaspheme ya twat."

"What? You're hardly one to talk, you might as well worship the bloody devil. Speaking of heretical celebrations, i hear tell of a Rave over in the roller world which closed last year."

End of chapter one

Well, what do you think? Obviously not every character was in this first chapter so you'll have to wait for the next one i'm afraid. Anyways, you've read it, you can't unread it! Review please, it fuels the brain! Constructive crticism wanted, guessing you'll have a lot of it too

R&R folks