Banshee: Hi everybody! I have an new story for you~! I hope you like it~!
Disclaimer: I only own my OCs and the plot.
Chapter One: Transfer
My name is Nicole Hale, but you can call me 'Nikki' - actually, I would prefer it if you called me that.
I live on the main island, just a short boat ride away from Destiny Island. My school is called 'Destiny High.' My friends and I all go there.
Here, let me describe all of us for you, starting with me.
I am seventeen. My birthday is February 16th. My favorite animal is the rabbit. I am farsighted, so I need reading glasses. I'm also allergic to shellfish, I have a deep dislike of the entire horror genre, and I despise anything pink. I have long light brown hair that goes halfway down my back, and blue eyes. As for height, I am 5'1'' and my weight is none of your business. I have an average body type.
Sandy is my best friend. We've been together since we first met in kindergarten. She is the same age and height as me, with a similar body type to mine but with more curves. Her hair is a fiery red, and she has green eyes. Like pretty much everyone else in town, she has tan skin.
Cassandra, or 'Cassie,' is the smartest girl in our group. She always has her head in a book. She is also tan, which is a sharp contrast to her blonde hair and blue eyes. Not only is Cassie the smartest girl in our group, she is also the thinnest. She's the good kind of thin; the natural thinness that doesn't come from dieting, or throwing up.
Maggie is the resident fashionista. She, along with her fashion designer mother, designs clothes. She is the only black girl in the school. The only thing darker than her skin is her hair, which is pitch black. Her eyes are a chocolate brown. Compared to Cassie, she is the second-thinnest girl in the group, and, like Cassie, she is naturally thin.
Harriet is 5'8'', making her the tallest girl in our group. She is also the oldest; 19. Like me, she is one of the lightest people in town. Her nickname is 'Harry,' but the only ones that can call her that are Cassandra, Sandy, Maggie, and, of course, me. Anyone else that calls her 'Harry' invokes her Gothic wrath, which you never want to do. She has black hair with blue streaks, and she keeps it styled in curled pigtails. Her eyes are gray. Her body type is average.
There. That's me and my friends.
Now, on with the story!
Mid-September. It's been nearly three weeks since the end of summer vacation, and everyone had finally settled back into the academic mindset.
Friday.
It was lunchtime. I had already finished my lunch and went to the school's courtyard to read.
The courtyard was big, littered with benches made of either wood or concrete, palm trees, and an assortment of other tropical plants. Everything was lush and green, thanks to the gardener, and the flowers generated an array of pleasant scents. In the center of the courtyard was a large marble fountain consisting of three dolphins, the one in the middle being the largest. The dolphins were spitting out water, which fell into the pool below them to be recycled and go through the spitting process again. Coming here was always my favorite part of the day. Sandy was still eating her lunch, as far as I knew, and the others still had class or they were attending some other school activity.
Taking a seat on one of the wooden benches, I put my bag down, took out my book, opened it, and proceeded to read. All I could hear were the sounds of the birds chirping, the bees buzzing, and the water in the fountain.
Everything was quiet… until I heard the sound of a twig being snapped and looked up.
"Yo Nikki! Did you hear the news?"
I almost had a heart attack. There was Sandy, about three inches from my face, shouting in her 'Omigod-I-am-so-excited!' voice. I dropped the book out of shock, effectively losing my place. The bookmark was useless because I took it out and set it aside. Being angry about it would have to wait, though, for I was kind of curious about what the 'news' was.
"News? What news?"
"You mean you haven't heard?" She exclaimed. "We're getting some new students. They're gonna be here on Monday."
"And I care… why?"
"God, you're just like Harry; you're never excited about anything."
"I don't get excited about anything school-related."
Sandy let out a huff and put her hands on her hips. She gave me a look, which I ignored, and started tapping her foot against the grass.
"C'mon, Nikki. What if one of them is a guy?"
"So what if it's a guy?"
"Oh, you're impossible.."
The shrill sound of the bell ringing interrupted our conversation, and we gathered our things and headed off to History class. On the way, Sandy kept going on and on about boys, and how I'll never get a boyfriend because I'm so cold and nasty to any boy that isn't Sora, Riku, Tidus, Wakka or Vanitas (Sora's twin brother). When we met up with the others, Sandy kept complaining until Harry smacked her in the back of the head.
"Oww~!" The redhead whined. "What was that for?"
Harriet crossed her arms. "For pestering Nikki. If she wants a boyfriend, she can go out and get one herself when she's ready."
"I'm only trying to help.."
We all froze when we heard our history teacher coming down the hallway, humming his usual uppity tune.
"Crap! It's Mr. Jameson!" Maggie exclaimed. "Quick, get in before he sees us!"
We hurried into the classroom and managed to make it into our assigned seats before Mr. Jameson entered the room.
"Good morning, class~!" Mr. Jameson chirped as he put his things on his desk. "I have some fun activities planned for today. Now open your books to page seventy-four…"
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- After School -
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After school, I walked home with my friends. We spent some time talking about the new students that were going to be arriving next week.
"What do you think the new students are going to be like?" Sandy asked.
"If one of them is a guy, I hope he's cute.." Maggie mused. "Oh! And a musician. I love musicians."
"I just hope they're not preppy kids. We have enough of those." Harriet said.
"I just hope they're nice." Said Cassandra.
"I really don't care." I said. "More students means more people that think we're bunch of freaks."
"Freaks?" Maggie said. She shook her head and waved her hand dismissively. "Nah, girl. We're the normal ones. It's everybody else that's a bunch of freaks."
"Amen to that, sister." I agreed.
We all laughed as we continued down the road.
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- Meanwhile, At Radiant Garden High -
- Normal POV -
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It was the end of the day, and a group of young boys were heading over to their lockers; a redhead, a boy with a mullet-like hairstyle, one with steel-blue hair, and the shortest boy who had blue eyes and messy 'I just got out of bed' hair.
"I can't believe this…" The redhead mumbled angrily as he opened his locker. "I can't believe our parents transferred us to a different school without even telling us!"
"Nothing we can do about it now." Said the boy with the 'Emo' haircut.
"This is such a drag…" Mullet-boy groaned as he emptied the contents of his locker.
"Everything's a drag to you, Demyx."
"Aw, come on guys. You're looking at this the wrong way." Said the young blonde. "Maybe this 'new school' thing won't be so bad. Think of all the new people we're going to meet."
"Maybe you're right, Roxas." The redhead seemed to agree. "Meeting some new people will be a good thing. It's been a while since I've had some fresh tail.."
Roxas gave his spiky-haired friend a look. "Is sex all you can think about?"
"What can I say? The ladies love me."
Roxas rolled his eyes.
"Let's get this done." He said. "I have to go meet Ven after school; we have to help Dad load up the car."
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm a little nervous." Demyx admitted.
"Why would you be nervous?" Emo-boy asked.
"As of next week, we're officially the new kids; everybody picks on the new kids."
"You're not going to get picked on."
"How do you know, Zexion?"
"Bullying isn't a big problem where we're going. When we get there, just be calm, and don't give the other boys a reason to dunk your head in a toilet."
"… Thanks, Zex… I feel better now… I think.."
The group gathered the rest of their things and exited the school; for the last time. On the way out, Roxas spotted his father's car, with his twin brother waving at him from the back seat.
"Well, there's Dad. See you guys later."
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