I'll Get Him… One Day
Chapter one: The First Day
Disclaimer: I don't own the Beatles or anything related to the Beatles, except for in my dreams but I don't think that really counts. I only own the two characters I made up, Alexis and Jennifer.
A/N: this is my first fanfic ever so please review and give me some feedback. Constructive criticism please, no flames. Hope all you fans out there like this one. Okay, enough with the chitchat, here's the story!
Alexis's POV
"Oi! Lexi, I'm sure you look lovely! Now get your arse out here!" I heard Jen honk her car horn from outside once more.
"I'm coming, dammit!" I called back. I gave my outfit another look over in the full length mirror: A red and black checkered flannel long-sleeve covering a black camisole; Hip-hugging skinny jeans that slimmed my figure even more than it did before; black Converse to top it all off. I looked good, for an American.
I grabbed a granola bar from the counter. "Mom, I'm leaving! Bye!" I shouted and grabbed my backpack.
"'Kay, have a nice day sweetie!" My mother said from her upstairs bedroom..
I locked the door on my way out and ran off the porch into Jennifer's car. "Christ, Alexis! What took you so long? I was about to honk again but your neighbor gave me a dirty look." Jennifer exclaimed. She started driving. I giggled at her thick Liverpudlian accent. I was still getting used to it.
"Well sorry for trying to look good on my first day at an English school! Oh, Jen I'm so nervous. What am I gonna do? I'm gonna stick out like a sore thumb! I don't know how to be English!" I confided. I had just moved from sunny California to the unknown world, but my new home, of England. My father's company just moved here. It was a good thing Jen lived here or I would've been so lonely.
"Aww, c'mon, luv. You're not goin' to 'stick out like a sore thumb.'" She made quotation marks with her fingers. "You're gonna stick out like an American!"
"Thanks for making me feel better." I said sarcastically. "But seriously, what if I end up as the school's joke?"
"Oh, come 'ead Lexi, I'm just giving your leg a pull! Don't worry everything is gonna be fine. Just stick with me. High school here is just like back in America. Only you folks down there aren't privileged with this posh accent!" Jen assured. Ha, that'd be cool to talk like that.
The rest of the ride to school was silent except for the crunch of me eating my granola bar and a song playing on the radio in the background. I brushed my jet black hair in the mirror.
"Lady, we 'ave just arrived." After a couple minutes of driving, we got to our destination. Jen motion towards the building of the school.
"Wait!" I screamed before she unlocked the doors. "How do I look?"
"You look lovely dahling!" Jen praised in her best Hollywood celebrity accent. "Gear slim-fits you got there."
"Huh?" I questioned. I'm still learning English slang.
"What do you lot in America call those types of pants?" Jen pointed at my jeans.
"Ah, skinny jeans. 'Cause ya know, there skinny." I said, as if it were the most obvious thing.
"'Ey, don't be cheeky. They look nice though love. Knock 'em dead. Be a heartbreaker!" She playfully punched my arm.
We finally got out of the car and walked up the steps to the school. I entered the building and saw tons of kids filing in and out of different places. Girls were crowding around in a circle, catching up with each other. Guys were chest bumping and high-fiving. Poor unfortunate freshmen were standing alone, glancing at their schedules and looking up in different directions, looking lost. Teachers were drinking coffee and discussing school stuff. This was just like my old high school all right: a jungle.
Jennifer's voice broke me out of my thoughts. "Welcome to Liverpool High! (A/N: Okay I didn't want to put Quarry Bank High School in there because wasn't it an all-boys school?)" She announced like a tour guide.
"Where to first, captain?!" I said with a mock-English accent.
"Let's go to the office and get our schedules and locker numbers." She led the way to packed office.
"Name." The secretary at the counter muttered. She wore cat-eye glasses and popped her bubble gum. How stereotypical.
"Uh, Alexis Canencia and Jennifer Canencia." Jen said. I was too busy looking at the chaos I was going to have to get used to.
After we went to the office, we set out to find our lockers and put away some of our supplies. Luckily we had most of the classes together. Now it was off to first period: math.
"Damn, Mr. Hickson again. I nearly failed his class Junior year." Jen whined while looking at her schedule.
"Why? What'd you do this time, Jennifer?" I smirked.
"Ugh, he's a tough grader that sort. I'm just gonna work even harder this year. You should, too." She mock-scolded.
"Yes, mumsy." Woah, I'm getting good at this accent!
We found the class and sat in the back seats. I started getting out supplies I needed. Homeroom was going to start in 10 minutes so I fiddled with the zipper of my backpack, while Jen caught up with some friends from last year. Aww, Jen. Why'd you have to leave me. I look like a loner!" I thought to myself.
My thoughts were interrupted when I saw four boys coming into the room. What first caught my eye were the black leather coats they wore and their slicked back hair. Teds, I think were how Jen described them to me. I looked at all their faces and wow. They were gorgeous! Better than the boys I spent the summer staring at in Cali. I caught the eye of one of them and I looked back. His stare sent a chilling aura that made spazz a little. I looked away and tapped Jen on the shoulder.
"Hey Jen, who are they?" I asked her, pointing to the boys who seemed to get all the other students' attentions.
"Who is wha-" She turned around to see what I was pointing at. "Gaahh…" Her jaw dropped.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. I'll try to make it longer each chapter. I know this one was boring, but I assure you, our favorite boys will be featured in the next chapter. Now rate and review!
