Soul Barter.

Chapter 1

Smoking rooftops

AN: Hey guys here's Chapter one. I hope you like it.

Oh and sorry for putting Davidoff in there. I didn't want him in there and didn't realize I never changed it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Simon POV

The bell rings and the halls empty as everyone shuffles to their classes. The halls are empty, not a soul around except a tall, rather short haired boy. Walking down the hall slowly eating a bag of chips when he hears a familiar voice coming for one of the class rooms, "I am going to kill you slowly Rafael."

A smile comes over his face and he turns and enters the room. With a mouth full of food he mumbles something unintelligible. "What are you even trying to say," says a female voice while throwing different paint brushes at him. "Simon, chew and sallow before you try to talk to me," she says.

One brush hits him right in the face and a laugh comes from the skinny boy with black hair sitting next to her. "Look out she is a cold hearted killer!" exclaims the boy as he takes cover behind a canvas.

She raised her hand in a fist and nearly punched right through the painting but Simon quickly says, "Let's not murder anyone or ruin hard work Chloe." She glares back and takes a deep breath and lowers her hand.

Chloe looks at Simon and says, "Have you talked to him today? I am worried about him. He hasn't been eating lately and seems kind of out of it."

Simon responds, "I was just on my way to go see him. We do have study hall together so I'll talk to him then alright? You know what it costs for my help."

She sighs, "I know a peanut butter and potato chip sandwich. Which is probably the most disgusting thing I could ever imagine..." Simon smiles and begins to walk always before saying,

"Don't knock it before you try it."

Once again, taking his time in the hall before he has to go to his study hall, Simon wanders his way further down to the second floor. As he sees Mr. Gormein in the hall, he quickly darts into the bathroom. Mr. Gormein rushes down the hall to chase after him. Simon sees the window open and looks out. He can hear Mr. Gormein's heavy leather shoes hit the floor. No time left he jumps out the window and shuts it behind himself. He is on the roof that is just under the window. Trying to be quiet, he hears what sounds to be some angry German mumbling and a few seconds later the door slams shut. "That was so fucking close," he mumbled to himself as he slid down the wall.

"Yeah, no shitting that was closer than what I thought it was going to be. I thought I was done for when I saw you come flying out the window." A sheer look of panic comes over Simon's face terrified he escaped one teacher into the jaws of another.

Andrew POV

The bell rings perfectly on time as he reached the bottom of his notebook, every single line used and filled exactly to the same length. Closing his notebook, he files away all his papers nice and neat. "Wow, I am always impressed by how organized you are. It never fails that everything falls right into place for you Andy." said the boy who sits behind him.

"Well when you are well prepared it appears to make everything fall into place. And how many times do I have to tell you Brady not to call me that?"

Brad responds with a chuckle, "As many times as I tell you not to call me that Andy." Grabbing his bag and walking towards the door, "Come on Mr. Perfect, at this rate we'll be late to art."

Rushing by Brad, Andrew says, "Like I would ever let that happen!"

Brad laughs and chases after him and ends up racing him up two floors and halfway across the school to get to the art room. "I beat you!" exclaimed Brad turning to see Andrew out of breath and trailing behind.

"Well I didn't do sports like you Mr. All-star." Andrew said bitterly. Walking into the class room they hear,

"You know you're gonna be late."

"I know that just shut up! Hey don't touch my stuff. I'm still working here."

"Hey, I am just trying to help you. And if I help you I can skip some of Mrs. Florrie's boring class. I swear she just talks about nothing for the whole time and," Andrew and Brad walk into the room to find Rafael hard at work trying to finish his art project with Chloe rambling off in the background, getting distracted by various objects in the room.

"Hey Rafael it looks pretty good, when will it be done?" asks Andrew.

"I am not too sure because it was due yesterday." Rafael laughs and added, "Miss Sparrow gives me extra time like it is candy so I am not worried. I just need something to be the center point in it."

"Well think about that later you need to get out of here. I heard that Mr. Gormein is in a really bad mood today. I'll clean-up for you so don't worry about it, alright?"

Rafael with a very happy look on his face says, "Thanks so much. He already wants to kill me for skipping last week. Alright, so I'll see you at lunch then." Andrew just waves him off.

"And you know what else just really pisses me off about her?" Chloe no longer distracted by random things around the room turns around and angrily says, "Where the fuck did Rafael go? I am going to have some strong words and a hard kick for him later." She then grabs her bags and storms out of the room still ranting about Rafael leaving her behind.

"When do you think she'll ever stop getting distracted by random things while in the middle of talking?" Brad jokingly asks Andrew.

"About the same time people walk through walls and shoot fire from their hands." They both just laugh it off.

"SHIT! Damn it all to hell!" Andrew exclaims.

Brad jumps and asks, "What happened?"

Andrew replies by turning around and pointing to his tie, which he always wears. Brad spots a rather large paint spot on Andrew's tie. "I got to go fix this I will be right back." Andrew rushes out of the door before Brad can even respond.

He rushed down to the second floor bathroom because someone decided to flood the men's room on the third floor. Getting into the second floor bathroom, he attempts to remove the paint from his tie when he hears mumbled voices. Quickly looking around for the sound, the sound suddenly stops. He can't find anyone. Then he tries once again to wash out the paint when he hears them again.

Then he remember that the second floor bathroom window can be opened and you can jump out on to the roof. Throwing open the window he states loudly, "Who the heck is idiotic enough to come out here and not have the window cracked open?" At the same time Landon and Simon say, "Hello."

AN: So what did you think? Please Review!