"Shall I compare thee to a sumer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, and Summer's lease halth all to short a date, that was a quote from Willian Shakespear. One of the most famous person in the history of time. Now then, can anyone explain what he was trying to say?" She looked at her class who looked half dead. She walked over to Derek who was asleep. She slammed her ruler on his desk, and he sprung up,
"Wha, what I miss" he mumbled.
"Derek, could you tell me and the class what this quote means to you?"
"Uh...what quote?"
She took a deep breathe, "C'mon people, you have to pay attention. You don't know when a pop quiz will just...er...pop up! And the test will be all about what I just told you. If you didn't listen, you will be sure to fail the test, and for some of you...fail the whole quarter"
Then there was a knock on the door, "Ms. Kane. This is your new student, Aimee. Now, can I have one of your students here to show her around?"
Derek looked at the new girl. His eyes stared up and down her body. Her black hair was layered and tied back, perfect tan skin, and big, brown eyes. Her eyelashes were thick, and her lips were full. He raised his hand quickly,
"I will"
Everyone stared at him in disbelief. He cleared his throat,
"I-I mean, um, I'll do it, y'know, just for the heck of it"
Paul, the guadiance councler seemed a bit hesitant, but he forced a smile,
"Um, sure Derek, yeah, you can"
Score! "Cool, what do I have to do?" Paul took him out of the room with Aimee. Basically just telling him that he has to show her around and tell her where the classes are and such. He was surprised that he caught all that, he thought he would be distracted by her...er...figure. They went back to class, and as usual, Derek fell asleep...again.
[After Class
Aimee went over to Derek and nudged him,
"Derek, Derek, wake up"
His eyes opened slowly, "Huh, what happened?"
"You fell asleep during class, could you show me where my locker is?"
"Uh, uh, y-yeah, um, sure"
He stood up, and grabbed his nike jaw string backpack, and walked down the hallway, "So, nervous about your first day?"
"No"
"Really? Most students are here"
"Well, I'm not like most students"
His eyes couldn't stop going up and down her body. She glared at him, and that got him nervous,
"Heh, so...what class you got next?"
"If you're gonna check me out, do it so I don't notice"
"U-uh, I don't know what you're talking about" he stuttered.
"Yeaaaaah, sure you don't, just show me to my locker"
Derek was having second thoughts about this girl. Sure, yeah, her body was great, but her attitude was just too hard-core. They arrived to her locker, and surprisingly, it was next to his. Oh great, I have to spend my year with Godzilla. Things can't get any better. She took out the paper card, and plunged in her locker number in the padlock.
"Alright, you can do whatever you want now. I can find my way around the school on my own"
Derek ran his fingers through his hair, "Yeah, sure, whatever you want"
She put her books in her locker, and closed it, putting her first two numbers in the padlock so it would be quicker to open. She looked down the hall and started walking. Alright, room 428... she looked around, and she was in the 410's area. She walked straight down to find the same, brown haired perv. She rolled her eyes, Please don't tell me we have music class together, please make him walk the other way. She pleaded in her mind, but unfortunatly, he walked into room 428. She rubbed the crindge of her nose. She walked into a room, to find no chairs. Only a few. A wooden piano, and a big grey rug. That's probably where they're going to sing. Derek looked around the room, and caught Aimee. Oh, damn, I have class with her? Two periods in a row? Sam walked over to him,
"Yo Derek, you okay?"
"No, I'm not. She's here"
"Who? Casey?"
"No, the new girl"
Same looked at Aimee and smiled, "What? She's cute. What's the matter?"
"No, she's not cute. She's a monster"
"Nah, you gotta be kidding me. She seems like a nice sweet girl to me"
"Well, you haven't talked to her yet. I'm tellin' ya, she's vicious"
"Yeah, okay, maybe I should talk to her"
"Fine, but don't come crying to me when she makes you cry like a baby"
"Is she that bad?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know? But I'm not taking the chance. She just seems like a nice girl, but I think that she's vicous in the inside"
Sam rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, but I'm going over to her and prove that she's a sweet, innocent girl"
Derek rolled his eyes, "Yeah, good luck with that"
Sam walked over to her and tapped her shoulder. She turned around,
"Yes?"
"Hey, I'm Sam, you must be the new girl"
"That I am"
"Yeah, you have a name?"
"Yeah, I do"
Sam was waiting for a reply, but she didn't say anything, "Uh, can I know your name?"
"You can"
Sam was waiting for another reply, but she stayed silent like she did before, "Umm, why won't you tell me you're name?"
"Because, you didn't ask"
"Oh, well, would you tell me your name?"
She sighed, "Aimee, it's Aimee"
"Oh, well, nice to meet you"
"I wish I could say the same thing"
Sam was surprised. For once, in a loooooong time, Derek was right, "So yeah...I'm gonna go, and...er...shine my shoe"
"Have fun"
He walked slowly to to Derek, then he ran, "Okay dude, you're right"
"See, what did I tell ya?"
Aimee looked at the teacher. He looked like the typical music teacher, a carefree, open-minded, hippie. Though, he wasn't as colorful. He wore the regular collar shirt, jeans, and steal-toed shoes.
"Alright class, take your places. Aimee, dear, you can stand next to Stephanie, Steph, would you mind raising your hand?"
A blonde, perky girl raised her hand, "Over here!" she said chipper.
Aimee walked over to her. Studying her, she could tell she was the chearleader type. A denim skirt, a pink tangtop, a couple of hundred dollar braclets, long pink nails, pink highheels, and to top it off, a pair of white big sunglasses mounted on her head. She looked at her,
"Hi, I'm Stephanie"
"Um, hey, I'm-"
"Aimee, I know, new here right?"
"Yeah-"
"Well, don't be nervous. This is a great school!"
"I can see-"
"I'm the head chearleader. If you want to join, you can sign up! And the best singer here, so if you want some pointers, I would be gladly to share them with you"
"Um, thanks for putting up the offer"
"Oh, no problem"
She smiled a huge grin, too big for her mouth. Aimee just nodded her head whenever she talked. Never changing the expression on her face.
"Alright class, my name is Mr. Greco, and I'm your music teacher, and the only reason I introduced my self because we have a new student in class. Aimee, dear, raise your hand"
Aimee put up one finger, "Um, here"
"Alright then. Today we will be singing Look Through My Eyes from the famous Disney movie, Brother Bear. Now, would anyone like to lead sing?"
Stephanie raised her hand, "Oh, me Mr. G!"
Derek went close to Sam, "Not a surprise" he mumbled to him.
"Stephanie, sweetie, maybe we should have a different lead singer. You sing too much in this class" he smiled.
Stephanie put her hand down slowly, "Okay, only if someone else wants to sing"
Mr. Greco looked around the room, and a wide grin went on his face when he saw Aimee, "Aimee, would you sing for us? You are a new student, and everyone here has to sing lead at least once"
"Mr. Greco, I'm not much of a singer"
"Oh, c'mon, just one song. It couldn't hurt. And everyone has to sing at least once"
Aimee took a deep breath, "Fine"
"Good luck Aimee! Oh, and don't worry if you're not as good as me, you still get credit if you suck!" said Stephanie.
"Heh, this will be intresting" said Sam.
"Yeah, I won't be surprised if the windows crack"
The two boys chuckled. Aimee took her seat on the piano, "Do I play too?"
Mr. Greco looked at her surprised, "You can play?"
"Yes, I can"
"Oh, here's the music then. Are you sure you can sing and play at the same time?"
"I'm sure"
Aimee took her seat, and kracked her knuckles. She looked at the sheat of music and started playing. Before she knew it, she was singing too. Very well. Derek stared at her, and rubbed her chin, "Damn, she's really good" he said to Sam.
"Yeah, she it. Wow. Better that Casey...er...kinda"
"You still like Casey?"
"Shut up. No I don't"
"You do" Derek smirked.
"I do not. I'm over her. And besides, I broke up with her"
"Yeah, sure, whatever"
[After Class
Aimee was walking to her locker, then she saw a girl drop her stuff. She rolled her eyes, Why do I have to be so nice? She walked over to the girl, and helped her pick up her books. She stood up and gave it to her.
"Thanks a ton" she said.
"Don't meantion it"
She put out her hand and smiled, "Hi, I'm Casey. Would you mind telling me your name?"
"I'm Aimee" Aimee put her hand out and shook hers.
"So, are you new here?"
"Yeah, I am. Notw if you would excuse me, I have to get to my other class"
"AIMEE! AIMEE! WAIT UP!"
Aimee looked behind her, and saw Derek running to her. Now what does he want. When he met up with her, he saw Casey,
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because I go to school here!"
"Yeah, well, whatever, hey, Aimee-"
"You know each other?" she asked.
"Yeah, Derek here is my stupid step-brother"
"And this thing over here is my step-sister"
Casey hit Derek on the shoulder, "I am not a thing"
"Oh, yeah, forgot, you're a what"
Aimee rolled her eyes. I don't have time for this, and she moved on with her class. Derek noticed that Aimee was leaving,
"I gotta go"
Casey cocked an eyebrow as she sees his running down the hallway to catch Aimee. He caught up to her. She looked at him,
"Can I help you?"
"Uh...your'e a good singer. You're a really good singer, you're parents must be proud of you"
"I don't have parents" she said still putting her books in her locker.
"Oh, then you're like me. But I only have one step-parent"
"I don't have real parents"
"So you were adopted?"
"No"
Derek cocked an eyebrow. Aimee closed her locker and looked at him,
"My parents are dead" she said. Her expression didn't even change, and he was wondering why. He thought she would be a little sad.
"Oh, well, I'm-"
She put a finger on his lips, "Don't say you're sorry. I hate it when people put pitty on me"
She took away her finger slowly. Derek looked at her,
"Hey, at least you have you're uncles or something"
"Don't have. They're dead"
"Everyone?"
"Yep, uncles, aunts, cousins, everyone, I'm the last of my generation"
Derek couldn't help but feel bad for her. "Oh...but why don't you look sad? I mean, I would be"
"What are you talking about?"
"You never show emotion. That's pretty...er...weird"
"Me and emotions don't mix. The only emotion I show is when I'm annoyed"
"So you're not sad?"
"Did you come all this way just to barge into my life?" she asked annoyed.
"What is up with you? Why are you-"
"The way I am? That's my buisness, so stop trying to figure me out"
"What the hell did I do to you to make you act like this to me?!"
"If it makes you feel better, I act like this to everyone"
She started walking down the hallway to her class, and yet again, Derek was following her.
"What is your problem? I'm just trying to be nice"
"Well, I'm not" and she continued walking. But Derek wasn't following her. She stopped and looked back, and saw him lean his back against the lockers and ran his fingers through his hair. She rolled her eyes, Dammit. Do I really have to do this? But she knew that she did. She walked over to him,
"Look, Derek, I'm sorry for acting the way I am. Please don't take it personally"
Derek looked at her surprised, "R-Really? Man, I didn't expect that"
She rolled her eyes, "Let's just start over" What the hell am I saying? she thought. But there was no turning back. She said what she said.
[After one week
A little recap during that week: Aimee and Derek are good friends now. But she's still "emotionless", but she throws a cocky smile once in a while. But rarley. Since she's good friends with Derek, she became friends with Casey and Emma.
"So, did you get all the notes while I was gone?"
Aimee looked at Casey, "Yeah, what class?"
"Science"
"Um, yeah"
She reached into her locker and brought out a book. Derek quietly went behind the door of the locker trying to scare her.
"Don't even try"
"How did you know?" he asked astonished.
"One, you are horrible and trying to be quiet, and two, I can see you through the locker holes"
He looked through the holes and saw Aimee, "Oh, yeah"
Derek, and Casey came home. He saw Edwin watching TV so he tackled him,
"Derek!"
"Hello, now gimme the remote"
He grabbed the remote from Edwin and started watching hokey, "YEAH! C'mon! THE GOAL IS OVER THERE! OVER THERE! No, pass it to him! Pass it to him!"
Casey rolled her eyes, "Why do men always have to scream at the TV?" she asked George.
"Because that's what we do best" He sat next to Derek and screamed along with him.
"C'mon! get that motha fu-"
"George" said Nora with a warning tone in her voice.
"Uh, sorry Nora"
After the game, Derek headed to his room to do his buisness. Sleeping. He took his hockey puck and started throwing it up and down, catching it each time. Then he wondered if Aimee would like to hang out. But the problem was, he didn't have her number. Then he just thought about Aimee more and more...and he was having a hunch that there was something wrong with her. Something serious. Then a loud banging on his door intrupted his thoughts.
"DEREK!"
"What now?!" he yelled back.
"Give me back the copy of my homework"
He opened the door and shoved it in her hands, "Here, now go away"
Casey looked worried, "Derek, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Fabulous. Spectacular"
"Fine, whatever, if you don't need my help"
She was about to walk away, but then Derek called her name, "Case, wait"
She turned around, "What?"
"...umm, Aimee, do you think...umm..."
"Well?"
"Do you notice something strange about her?"
She laughed a bit, "Yeah she's more quiet, and more serious than the others, but I don't see anything wrong with that"
"But, do you think she's...erm...sad?"
"Sad? Why would she be sad?"
"But don't you hear it in her voice sometimes? And her eyes?"
"Derek, now you're just being weird. And her eyes? That sounds a bit corny. Actually, really corny. Just tell me what you want to say"
"Well, she seems, miserable. I know you can't really tell, but I can"
"...so..."
"So, what if she's..."
There was a long silence. "Derek?"
"What if she's suicidal"
"What?! And she told you this?! We have to get help, we need to talk to guidance! What if she does suicide today? What if she does it now? What if she does it tomorrow? What if-"
"Casey! Calm down! This is why I didn't want to tell you because I know you were going to freak out on me. Just forget it, okay?"
"No, we can't forget it, we have to get help"
"Casey, you're going into this way too fast. I really don't know though. I can be wrong, just forget I said anything"
"No, I can't just forget. I have to talk to Paul"
"No! Then she'll know that I told"
"Derek, I'm going to go to the guidance councler whether you like it or not...but I'm just saying. It would be easier if you were t here" She turned around and walked downstairs. Derek went back in her room and groaned. Dammit...
Derek was walking in the hallway, and saw Casey going to him,
"Derek, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you. Are you going to come with me to the guidance councler or not?"
Derek sighed, "No, I'm not. Now quit asking me"
"Fine, whatever"
Casey walked down the hall at was at the door to the guidance councler. She turned back, just incase Derek was going to come, but he wasn't, so she slowly opened the door and went in. Derek looked behind him and saw the Casey was going in. He ran his fingers through his hair. What the hell am I getting into?
"Casey, is something wrong?" asked Paul.
"What? Why would you think something was wrong?"
"Well, you have been staring back and fourth at the door. Are you expecting someone?"
"Me? Expecting someone? No"
"Then what's the matter Casey?'
She took a deep breath, "It's about the new girl, Aimee"
"Ah...I see"
Then the door opened. Derek's head popped in.
"Derek?"
"Derek!" said Casey smiling.
"Umm...I...I want to help"
Paul smiled at him, "Alright Derek. Take a seat"
Well, that's it. It was rushed, but the next will be better. And besides, it was only an introduction to the next chapter. It would mean the world to me if you posty a review!
