Just something I came up with when I was bored one very, very, rainy day. The awesome characters that we all know and love are Andrew Marlow's and not mine - I just like to play with them, but I wouldn't say "no" to getting them for my next birthday - and the characters we do not know but will learn to love/hate are mine J
...Story.
2. Stuyvesant High School
It towered above him like an impending storm, or possibly his doom. He knew his way around, he'd spend the entire walk and some of the summer memorizing the various corridors and classrooms and knew it so well that he could see the entire map layout in the air before him without even glancing at said map.
It looked the same as all of his previous schools had on the first day of the fall semester. Students greeted each other with the traditional hugs and/or high-fives and the usual questions "How was your summer?", "How many parties did you go to?" and "You did what-now?". The grass was cut and the wildflowers that had grown over the previous year had been cut back, a coloured banner hung above the entrance welcoming students back to campus.
Traditional, if he was going to describe the school to his mother later on that evening, then he would use the word "traditional."
Richard spotted the class lists and quickly jogged over to it, waiting for the crowd of students buzzing around it and chatting to loudly to be necessary to thin before searching for his home-room. Mr. Sikes's classroom, H12 on the third floor.
Stopping by the office on the way to get his timetable is the first time Kate and Lanie caught sight of him. "Hmm," Lanie said as she paused in front of the office, her dark eyes zeroing in on a tall, dark figure with a nice ass she hadn't seen before. Which concerned her, as she knew them all. Kate waved a hand in front of her face.
"Houstan, I think we've lost her," Jenny giggled, catching up to them after being walked to her locker by Ryan who was with Esposito in their new home-room. "Seriously, Lanie, who are you staring at?" Jenny followed Kate and Lanie's line of vision towards the tall, dark stranger. "I'm not getting into a cat-fight with you two, I want to live to homecoming," she said. "I'm bowing out, but Kev's mine."
Kate shook her head and smiled at Jenny, before linking arms with both her and Lanie. "Come on," she said and tugged lightly on Lanie's arm to get her moving. "Home-room."
The receptionist had been overly-helpful, but Richard reasoned that she was just doing her job and at least now he knew every single short-cut to get to classrooms. His time-table was sinister, he had Chemistry and Calculus on the same day, and he wondered vaguely if anyone would want to trade with the new kid.
Richard met Mr. Sikes in the corridor, just outside the door to Richard's new home-room. "Mr. Sikes, I'm Rick Rodgers," he said, handing him the slip all his new teachers were supposed to sign. He had had a million first days, but every one was as nerve-wracking as the last, not that he'd ever let anyone know that.
"Nice to meet you, Rick," Mr. Sikes said with a smile. "I hope you have a productive time at Stuy."
"I'm sure I will," Richard said pleasantly, even though he was lying. The H12 classroom was noisy and a few paper planes were flittering in the air above their heads, the tables were in groups and at one table a boy - a brawny Hispanic - snatched a plane from the air and handed it to a tall brunette who aimed it and send it flying in an arch across the room back to its original table.
"Alright, people!" Sikes called and went to go sit atop of his desk and survey his class before waving a hand towards Rick. "This is Rick Rodgers, he's a new student," there was a small patter of hellos and Sikes raised his brows at Rick as though to say, 'That's all you're gonna get', and then added, "I need someone to show him where his classes and his locker are, any volunteers?"
No hands went up. Sikes sighed.
"Alright, I see how this is going to go," he said and his dark brown eyes scanned the classroom, looking for a volunteer - or victim, Rick thought with a smirk - and Rick watched Sikes's eyes settle on the tall brunette who had thrown the paper plane in a perfect arch just a minute or so ago. "How about you, Miss Beckett?" he asked and Kate opened her mouth to argue but Sikes cut across her, "'Course you will."
Kate Beckett smirked and asked, "Do you like answering your own questions, Mr. Sikes? 'Course you do."
Rick smiled as the rest of the class laughed, even Sikes cracked a smile. "Show him around, or I'll double your English homework for the semester," Sikes said and then turned to Rick. "I see an empty seat beside Mr Esposito, Rick, you can sit there."
Javier and Kate exchanged a look as Rick came over and asked if he could sit and Javier nodded, Kate just shrugged not thoroughly pleased with the situation. Rick introduced himself before turning to Kate to tell her he could find his way around on his own, but something stopped him. Maybe it was her eyes, a green so bright it shouldn't exist in nature, or her features: whatever it was, it kept him quiet about knowing his way.
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Kate and Rick came to a fork of corridors on their tour during free period later in the day. "Down that corridor are the biology classrooms," Kate said pointing to the right and then to the right, "Chemistry's that way, I'd avoid the biology corridor at all costs whenever Dr. Phelps has a class."
"Duly noted," Rick said and, instead of listening to her tour he focused on her. She was pretty, much prettier than all the girls he'd met who were all growing out of their ugly duckling phases and what confused him about her was the fact that his attractiveness didn't seem to register with her: if anything, it irritated her. When he had made a slight innuendo Kate had glared at him with such intensity that he was surprised his head hadn't turned green and drop off. In short: Kate Beckett was so cool.
"We just have the gym left," Kate said and smirked at him. "Then I'm free of you."
"So charming," said Rick and Kate's smirk turned into an evil smile. "I'm not sure why, but I actually find that look appealing."
Rolling her eyes Kate threw open the gym doors and said, "Why do all boys do that? If they're not staring at me they've got their minds in the…"
"What's the matter, Beckett?" Rick teased lightly, following her line of vision. "Cat got your…?
"oh."
Not really happy with this chapter but I felt if I didn't do something productive I was going to tear my hair out, I hate it being the summer and having nothing to do: and it's raining, double bummer. Queenie.
