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Authors Note: In my story, Sam Evans attentend McKinley but only for half of Freshman year. I just wanted everyone to know that so they weren't confused.

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Adieu.

Sam, Fiona and Declan were riding in their car to their first day at their new school. Sam watched as Declan chatted it up with their driver, and Fiona typed away on her phone. He sighed and looked out the window. He didn't want to go to a new school. Sure he was outgoing, and made friends wherever he went, but he didn't want to have to start over again. This would be the third time he'd have to start his life over, and he wasn't happy about it. He looked up and noticed that the car stopped. They were here. At Degrassi. He shivered and wrapped his green scarf tighter around his neck before opening the door and getting out. Fiona soon followed after as did his brother Declan. Declan eyed his brother up and down.

"Jeez Sam, why are you dressed like that? You have better clothes and we all know it." Sam didn't understand what Declan was talking about. He thought he looked fine. He had a white v-neck on along with his leather jacket, a green scarf, dark skinny jeans and kicking nike's.

Declan then rolled his eyes at his brothers confused look. "Sam, you're dressed like a low classed Degrassi student." He said the school's name with disgust. "You're representing the Coyne family. We're rich Sam. You should have worn better clothes." Sam sighed and looked at his feet. He thought his clothes were fine. He didn't want to give of the air of being a rich kid. He didn't want people judging him by that. He just wanted to be judged as Sam Evans, not by the clothes he wore. Besides he was comfortable so why should he care? Sam then began to feel a little angry. "I'm the older brother here Declan, who are you to sit here and scold me as if I were some sort of child for the clothes that I'm wearing. I'm comfortable, and I like what I'm wearing. You're the one who looks like an H & M fag." Declan felt like his brother just hit him in the stomach. Did he really just get called an H & M fag? He laughed before rolling his eyes and hitting his brother playfully on the arm.

"Okay, can we go inside now? I'm sick of staring at all the nasty people here." Fiona spoke up from where she was standing.

Sam rolled hie eyes. "Seriously Fi? If you act like that, no one will want to be friends with you."

"I don't need friends, I just need my two big brothers." She said sarcastically and linked both of her arms to her brother's and walked arm and arm, and arm to the big double doors.

Upon walking in they seen a band playing. Sam thought they sounded decent. Declan thought they sounded like trash, and Fiona thought they were all ugly and lower class looking.

Sam then watched as a girl walked up to them with a video camera. Why would she be walking around with a video camera?

"Hi, I'm Chantay, Degrassi's unofficial video blogger." She then eyed the three up. "You must be the diplomat's kids?" Sam sighed and then looked to his siblings who did the same thing, then they all simultaneously rolled their eyes. "Word travels." He stated. Fiona tried to stifle a laugh and Declan just rolled his eyes again. Chantay then shifted from foot to foot before speaking up again.

"And I'm the destination." She replied flirtatiously towards Sam. He rolled his eyes. This girl wasn't his type, and he wasn't trying to get into any romance this year anyways. So he just did what he did best. He nodded with a smile.

"So, what brings the upper press to Degrassi?" She then put the camera in Sam's face and he inwardly groaned. Not wanting to make a bad impression he smiled before looking to his brother for help. Unfortunately he didn't get the hint. He slowly pushed the camera out of his face before licking his lips and replying.

"Old man thinks public education is better. Private school's bad politics." Sam replied clearly uninterested before putting his hands in his jean pockets.

Fiona laughed. "We're boring believe me." She said with a fake smile. Sam sighed. He didn't feel like standing here anymore when he could be doing something more interesting with his time. Like eat. Man was he hungry.

"So, what's the deal here? Who are the players?" His curious sister asked before walking towards the group of people. God he wished she would shut up so he could grab something to eat. He figured Declan must have been feeling the same way, considering he had his hand on his stomach and a scowl plastered on his face instead of his usual smirk.

"Holly J is the defacto student council prez." Chantay paused to look at Fiona. She had a smile on her face which must have meant she was doing good. "The band, Studz just shot a movie in L.A! The singer's girlfriend is Degrassi's next top model." She then looked over to her right and smiled. "Speak of the Devil." She said cheekily before pointing to a girl with curly brown hair. Sam looked over to Declan and he seen that look on his face. The look that only he knew. It's the look when you want something so badly you'd do anything to get it. He then looked in Declan's direction and seen he was looking at the model with adoration. He wanted her, and knowing his brother, he wouldn't stop at anything to get it.

Finally they left whatever room they were in and began walking the halls.

"I hate this damn school already, and I've only been in it for about what?" Sam paused to look at his watch and then laughed. "15 minutes. It's been 15 minutes and I already hate it here!" He exclaimed. Fiona then linked arms with him and Declan considering all the girls in the hall way were staring at the two boys.

"Tell me about it, the chicks here never stop talking. It's so bloody annoying." Declan said with a laugh before turning down one of the hallways with his siblings.

"Oh look, there's the model and her 'rock star' boyfriend." Sam pulled away from Fiona long enough to do air quotes. Which made Declan laugh hard and his sister just gave him a small smile before turning her attention to the fact that the model and her boyfriend were walking their way with that crazy Chantay girl.

"Guys, I say we get out of here before we get killed with more questions, that I'm pretty sure none of us want to answer." Declan quickly nodded before turning around and trying to walk away, but Sam being the sensible one grabbed his arm. "Too late buddy. Dad said we had to make a good impression, and you're not helping by running away from people. How do you expect to survive here without friends? So come on, lets make some." Declan rolled his eyes before quickly turning around with Fiona still linked to him.

"Damn, why did you have to be the older one?" Declan questioned before plastering a fake smile on his face and waiting for the couple to walk closer towards them.

"Newbie alert, this is Fiona, Declan and Sam." She pointed out each one before turning and walking away.

Sam rolled his eyes, and so did Declan. Fiona just looked at her hands clearly bored. When Declan realized no one was speaking he decided he might as well.

"Word is you two are Mr. and Mrs. High school." He said in a sarcastic voice. Sam quickly nudged his brother in the chest. "Sorry, about him, he's still recovering from the flight." Fiona gave him a look, and he gave her one back that basically said 'What it was the best I could come up with' She sighed and nodded.

"Sup, I'm Peter." He then slapped his hands to Sam's and then Declans. The three of them all forced smiles. They clearly did not want to be here.

"Mia Jones." The model spoke up. Fiona then smiled. She figured she might have something in common with this girl. "I hear you model?"

"Oh my mom's in with TL Fashion mag, new style editor, she could hook you up someday." Declan spoke up with a charming smile. He looked up at Mia, she looked uncomfortable so he decided to compliment Peter.

"And your band rocks sir." Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's stupidity.

"Yeah check us out Friday night." Peter replied just as uninterested as they were. He looked over the three. He noticed that Sam, the blonde one didn't seem as snobby as his brother and sister. He had a feeling he might even get along with him.

"Yeah wouldn't miss the beach bash." Declan looked over to his two siblings and they both nodded with a smile.

"Its refreshing to hear lyrics that aren't trying to be intelligent." Sam groaned loudly. His brother was making an ass out of himself, and was going to make everyone at school hate them, before they even knew them.

Peter narrowed his eyes at Declan. "Totally." He paused and looked at Sam. "Thanks."

"Sure beats the diplomats shmooze fest my parents are throwing tomorrow anyways." Sam decided to speak up before his brother made an even bigger ass of himself.

"And who gets to shmooze at this fest?" Mia asked curiously. Sam turned to look at his brother. They both smirked before turning and looking at Mia again.

"Old rich old guys, fashion media types, anyone who's anyone." Fiona said with a genuine smile.

Mia then nodded, and so did Peter, but Sam caught the eye roll he had going on. "That doesn't sound so bad." Mia said with a smile. She thought the Coyne's were like any other rich kid. Snobby. Except for Sam, he seemed genuine and nice, as if he weren't even a Coyne. Sure she could feel that he had immense confidence, but he wasn't as arrogant as the other two.

The bell rang and Sam and Declan just nodded at the two before casually walking away with their sister.

"Mr, and Mrs. High school? Lyrics that aren't trying to sound intelligent?" Sam asked his brother. Declan rolled his eyes, and continued walking. "What?"

Sam then sighed and shook his head. "Are you trying to make them hate us dude?"

"Whatever, oh by the way, I forgot to mention that mom and dad told me to tell you that they registered you under Samuel Coyne, so don't be surprised when all these teachers refer to you as so." Sam then stopped in the middle of his tracks, which made his siblings stop too. They looked at him curiously before realizing what was wrong.

"Come on Sammy, you've been with us for over 2 years now. You're a Coyne. We know it'll be different but you have to get used to it." Fiona said to her angry looking brother. Sam shook his head and sighed.

"You don't get it, and unfortunately you never will." Declan then walked towards him and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're right, we don't get it, but we can try. We know your Sam Evans, but you're family Sam, you're a Coyne." Sam nodded and smiled warmly before opening his bag and pulling out his schedule. He had a few advanced classes. Which he couldn't understand how considering he sucked at school because of his dyslexia. He sighed before looking back up at his brother and sister.

"Look, I'll be a Coyne this year, but next year, I'm going back to being an Evans." He then swiftly walked away leaving his brother and sister speechless in the middle of the hall with a bunch of strange people walking around them.

"Well, that was rude of him." Declan snorted then rolled his eyes. He looked to his sister and seen that she looked sad. He sighed before putting his arm around her and walking her in the direction of her first class.

Anya was walking towards her locker when she ran into Chantay.

"Anya, have you met the Coyne's yet?" Her bubbly friend asked her. She shook her head and smiled.

"Wait, aren't they the new snobby rich kids or something?" She asked honestly curious. She remembered Holly J saying something about them earlier, but she just brushed it aside.

"Well, Declan and Fiona are, but Sam Coyne, well he's so nice, and dreamy and way cuter then his brother. You should meet him he's great!" Anya started to laugh. "Chantay, I have a boyfriend you know." She pointed out sarcastically.

Chantay just huffed before rolling her eyes. "Whatever, I just think Sam would be way perfect for you Anya, but whatev's don't take my advice then." She yelled behind her shoulder. Anya just laughed and proceeded walking to her locker. What she didn't expect though was to see the most handsomest guy she's ever seen standing next to her locker. She stood there and watched him put his things in his locker, and then he looked over to her and smiled. She couldn't help but blush, he had the most adorable boyish smile.

"Sorry, am I blocking your way?" She gasped at the sound of his voice. She found it so dreamy, and smooth. She began to feel flustered, but she couldn't feel that way, she didn't even know who this guy was, plus she had a boyfriend.

"Uh, no, but I guess we're going to be locker buddy's for the rest of the year. I'm Anya MacPherson." She then held out her hand, and he instantly took it. She was surprised at how soft his skin was.

"Sam Coyne. It's nice to meet you Anya." She narrowed her eyes. This was Sam Coyne? Well Chantay was right, he was beautiful, and nice, and not a dick. She laughed, and then took her hand back.
"So you're the boy I've been hearing so much about this morning?" She asked with a wink before opening her locker.

He laughed. "Oh wow, news really does travel fast around here, but yeah I'm Sam, and I do not like green eggs and ham." He said with a wink.

"Well, I'll catch you later hopefully." He continued before turning around and walking away. She smiled. She was going to like being locker buddy's with this boy. She sighed. She had a boyfriend, one she loved. She couldn't even think this guy was beautiful.

She then turned to see Sav walking her way with Peter and Spinner, so she fixed her hair, closed her locker and walked in the same direction as Sam.

Part 2 will be up...well whenever I feel like it I guess. :D.

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