A.L.D.F. : The four years of high school

Ok so I actually got this idea tonight while talking to E.P. This is no lie based on my life, somewhat. Scully is written as if she were me, and Mulder is written just simply based on himself but with characteristics of some of my male friends. LOL The others meaning Mulder and Scully's friends are based on my friends and other people I have met while in high school. Now the names are not the same but they are truly and solely based on real people, besides Mulder and Scully of course.

By the way, u will find out what the title means at the end of this fic! Trust me it does mean something but only something me and one of my bff knows. LOL

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. Chris Carter does and if he ever reads this I can only hope he wont sue. LOL

It had been approximately three months since Dana Scully and her family had moved from their home in Maryland to their new home in Florida. They were surrounded by many Hispanics although most of the teens like Dana Scully were first generation Americans. She was lucky she had taken up Spanish in middle school since it looked like she was going to need it.

She was used to moving so this new move, home, school and friends was no different than how she had been living her life for the past 14 years. Her father was almost certain though that they would remain in Florida for at least four years. That would give Dana time to start and complete all four years of high school in one peace.

It was now the last day of summer and while Dana was confident that she would be just fine, she could not help but be a little worried. She would be attending " Eleanor Roosevelt High School." Yes, a school named after a woman.

She had set up her outfit. A black shirt with some blue jeans and black with purple trimmed converse. She had at the time long dark auburn hair, leaning towards brown. Naturally it's wavy and curly so she tried desperately to either pick it up in a nice ponytail or take a chance at blow drying it. She had her book bag all set up and her room assignment. 9213 is where she was to report first thing tomorrow. The 9 was for the building, 2 for the second floor and 13 was the room number. She had no idea what was to come her way. It is only a few years later that she will realize that her high school years were wonderful, freighting yet possibly one of the greatest times in her life, beyond a doubt.

The alarm rang at 5:45 a.m. Although school did not start the letter sent home said the bus would be waiting at the bus stop by 6:15.

She was a bundle of nerves, luckily she had a good nights rest. Her hair was a mess so she went with picking it up instead. She knew she would struggle today because of her no knowledge what's so ever of the school but she was recently told she needed glasses for her poor vision. She had 20/30 in one eye and 20/40 in the other. There was no hope for her to even have good clear vision through out the day. Her mother had promised her though that her new glasses would be in by this afternoon. Dana had only wished her sister Melissa was going along with her, hell she would have even liked if Bill came along but they were previously accepted interested in another school and since Dana had no desire to go to that school she decided it was now or never to finally spread her wings and go solo. Charlie in the mean time was going to an all new middle school, starting now the seventh grade.

As she rushed to get ready she somewhat had no desire to even go to school. Her nerves were getting the best of her, which was something she strongly hated.

Approximately 15 minuets later she was ready and just dying to get the day over with.

Her sister woke up early to take her to the bus stop. But not before her mother woke up to give her a silver necklace with five little hearts attached.

Now as Melissa was driving her little sister to the bus stop which was four blocks away she tried to re assure to her that everything was going to be ok. As Dana got down from the car, kissed her sister goodbye all she could do was take a deep breath and get the show on the road.

The bus ride was only a few minuets. Once she got down she felt even more lost. Ten buildings and 25 portables oh my! The first building alone had three floors. How was she supposed to find her classes?

Well guys this is my first chapter! I know kind of sucks but it's an idea that just came in my mind. The story of her first day so far is at least 92 true to mine. All stories will be based at least 90 on my life so far in high school. Hope u guys like it!

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