Hey! So, this is my new fic that I've been working on for a few weeks now... I'm really excited about writing this, so I really hope you like it! I'm only posting this chapter now because I want to know what people think of it before I carry on... If you like it, then I will post the next chapter after I have finished 'Fight This Feeling' Enjoy! :)
Chapter 1 - The Titans vs The Knights
Blake Jenner glared viciously at his opponent. It was nine thirty at night and he and his friends had just been hanging around the local park when they had come across them. Them being their rivals The Carmel Knights. They hadn't even said a word to one another, but as long as they were within ten feet of the other, a fight was bound to break out. And if it wasn't a fight, which they saved for when they were no where near either campus, it was a game where it was always guaranteed that someone – Blake refrained from thinking their name – would get a little too competitive and a fight would break out anyway.
Blake lifted his chin and a strangled growl escaped his throat. It had started out as a game, it honestly had. But.. as always, when the game was drawing to a close and Reece Veitenheimer – Carmel's football captain – realised that they were losing and a fight had broken out.
"Come on, Knight. Bring it on. I'm sure a damsel in distress is waiting to be rescued from me." Blake snarled sarcastically.
Reece glared from under his dark bangs at Blake's mocking of Carmel's mascot. "Oh, and The Titans are so much better?"
"Look, who has the bigger trophy here?" Blake's best friend, Michael Weisman, added from his stand-off position opposite another of Carmel's players, Damian McGinty.
"You better watch it, Weisman." Damian hissed. "You haven't got the trophy yet. It's anybody's."
"Have the last three years meant nothing to you?" Charlie Lubeck, another of Blake's friends, asked sarcastically. "One year left before the class of two thousand and thirteen win the basketball championships for the full four years of their high school education."
Reece growled. "Please. There is no way you'll win. The Knights will make the mother of all comebacks."
"You want to bet on it?" Michael challenged.
"Hell yeah, we do!" Cameron Mitchell, Reece's best friend who had been silent until now, exclaimed.
The group of six glared at each other, their angry stares piercing each others. Any minute now, one of them would snap, but before they had the chance, they were interrupted by a female's voice and they all snapped their gazes toward the person.
"Stop being idiots guys!" Nellie Veitenheimer exclaimed as she walked toward the group, her best friend Marissa Von Bleicken walking next to her, both of them supporting the same pissed off look.
"Ooohh, someone's in trouble," Charlie muttered with a smirk.
"Shut your mouth Lubeck!" Reece snapped, his gaze darting to Charlie.
"Dad wants you home Reece, now." Nellie said, averting Reece's attention back to her.
"What? You're joking," Reece exclaimed in protest.
"Nope, he knows you skipped out on school Friday," Nellie replied with a roll of her eyes.
"Oops, off home to get a spanking from daddy Veitenheimer," Blake muttered with a chuckle, making Charlie and Michael snort.
"Shut the fuck up!" Nellie snapped in Blake's direction, giving him an irritated look. She never usually got too involved with the fights her brother and his friends were involved in, but she was already pissed off because her dad had made her come out in the cold to find her idiot brother.
"Oooh, looks like your sister's got a dirty mouth," Blake spat back, a smirk on his face.
Reece glared at Blake, stepping in front of Nellie in an act of protection that Nellie simply rolled her eyes at, "Go home Nellie." He said defiantly, keeping his glare locked on Blake's.
"I'll go home when you come with me," Nellie retorted, glaring at her brother's back.
"Off you go home, Daddy's boy," Michael said with a chuckle, making a hand gesture that resembled him shooing something away.
Reece growled slightly and was about to go for Michael, but Nellie quickly intervened and stepped in front of her brother, holding her hands up to his chest. "Leave it Reece, it's not worth it," She said quietly.
Reece's glare was fixed on his face as he glared at Michael. "Nell-" He started and looked down at her, but immediately wished he hadn't when he noticed her large eyes staring up at him, "Fine," He mumbled, giving up.
"What!? Dude!" Damian exclaimed in protest.
"You shut up!" Nellie snapped at him and gently pushed her brother backwards, telling him that they were leaving.
"Off you go boys!" They heard Blake call from behind them and Marissa turned around, giving them the finger.
"I can't believe you did that too us!" Reece exclaimed as they walked through the front door, Marissa, Cameron and Damian trailing behind them.
"Did what? I pulled you away from a fight that could have gotten you seriously hurt!" Nellie exclaimed, not stopping as she made her way through to the kitchen.
"Oh come off it Nel!" Reece protested with a roll of his eyes, "We could have kicked all their asses within seconds!" He said, following her into the kitchen.
"Ha, that's funny," She said sarcastically, "Because last time you said that, you ended up not being able to play the football game because you had a bruise the size of a freaking boulder on your stomach! You're an idiot! All three of you are!" She shrieked at them, throwing her hands up in the air out of frustration.
"That was one time!" Reece protested, "-And I was tired," He muttered, making an excuse, though Nellie knew full well that he was making it up, he had slept for a full 15 hours that day.
"It was stupid," Nellie glared at him as their Father walked into the kitchen.
"Good, you're home," Jack Veitenheimer glared at his youngest son, "We need to talk about some stuff," He said, and Reece gulped loudly.
"Jack!" Damian interrupted with a huge grin on his face. "You won't believe who we ran into earlier!" He exclaimed excitedly.
Nellie rolled her eyes and left the kitchen with Marissa, knowing that her dad would forget all about Reece skipping school when he found out that they saw some of the McKinley football team. Her dad had always been a big supporter of the rivalry, saying it dated back to when he himself was at Carmel and loved hearing about the various altercations that the boys got themselves into.
Blake glanced at Michael and then Charlie. He took a deep breath and then shifted his gaze back to his mother, Julie Jenner; Charlie's girlfriend Aylin Bayramoglu; and his best girl friend and Michael's girlfriend Shanna Henderson. They all looked furious, even Shanna who was usually a bubbly ball of energy was clearly blazing with anger.
"Why would you fight them, again?" Julie exclaimed, a hand on her hip as she glared at her youngest son.
Shanna sighed and walked over to sit on the kitchen stool next to Michael. "Babe, you could've gotten hurt."
"But, we didn't. Doesn't that count for something!?" Charlie exclaimed, earning himself a slap in the head from Aylin and a glare from the other two women.
Blake groaned and leaned his head back. "Dude!"
Aylin – the most beautiful Turkish girl anybody had ever seen – glared back at her boyfriend of two years. "Don't even go there, okay? Not one of us exactly likes the Knights but why do you go searching for trouble?"
Julie raised her eyebrows as her husband and Blake's father, Robert Jenner as he walked into the room. "Don't say one word to them."
"What?" He exclaimed in confusion.
"They've been fighting Knights." Julie exclaimed. "Luckily, one of the knights sister's intervened before it could get serious." She glared at her son and sighed. "This can't keep going on. College is coming up and none of you can afford this kind of trouble."
Blake suddenly grinned as his Chocolate Labrador, Max, bounded into the room and skidded to a halt in front of him. "Hey, Max!"
Julie threw her hands up into the air. "Oh, my goodness! Blake Alexander Jenner," She saw her son flinch at his full name, "you are in so much trouble, you won't see daylight until you go to college."
"Calm down, Jules," Robert said softly, walking over to his wife.
"I said the same thing to you when we were in high school." She pointed out before she turned back to her son. "Grounded for two weeks. No friends over, no TV, no football other than training, understood?"
"No football?" He whined. "Can I still listen to music?"
"Yes. But, if I can hear it, then you won't." She said quietly before she stalked out of the room.
The room fell silent as the various teenagers looked around awkwardly, not wanting to say anything before they knew Julie was out of earshot. They all loved the woman immensely; both she and Robert would always let them hang around the house, not muttering a word as they dragged mud everywhere or used up all of the hot water or woke them in the middle of the night when they stayed over. Julie had always said she preferred them to hang around the house because at least then she knew they weren't getting into trouble.
"So, who'd you run into?" Robert asked inquisitively once he heard his wife's footsteps upstairs. Robert was a lot more invested in the rivalry than his wife was, always pushing it into his son's head that he needed to beat Carmel in anything that involved even the slightest competition.
"Uh-" Blake started and glanced at Shanna and Aylin who were glaring slightly, they didn't much like the Knights either, but hated hearing all the smack talk that the guys had about them. "Reece Veitenheimer and his two little followers."
"Ah," Robert nodded his head, a glare appearing on his face. "I remember his Father at school, little shit was always causing trouble for McKinley."
"You saw Reece Veitenheimer?" Josh Jenner, Blake's older brother questioned as he walked into the kitchen and Blake nodded. "He's a fucking Dick, but his sister's hot as anything."
Blake frowned slightly and watched as Michael and Charlie silently agreed, not wanting to anger their girlfriends more than they already were. He'd never really taken much notice of the female Veitenheimer, but now that he thought about it, she was sort of good looking.
"Are you still talking about this!?" Julie exclaimed as she entered the kitchen.
"And that's our cue to leave-" Michael said with a chuckle and jumped up from the stool he was sat at. "We'll see you on Monday, bro."
Blake nodded and watched as his four friends left. He turned back to his mother and saw that her glare was now fixated on her husband and he was sure that she was going to start lecturing him about the rivalry and how immature it was, so Blake pushed himself off the counter and made his way to his room.
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