Skylar, Kaz, Oliver, and Ricardo went to their first class while Bree, Fletcher, Chyna, and Olive went to their separate rotations, as they were all in different grades.
The four teens ushered in behind other high schoolers and sat down, starting to get everything out when their teacher came in.
She was wearing a short sleeve purple shirt over a pair of jeans, purple half inch high heels, and wore a pair of those glasses that everyone loved but most people who wore them didn't need them. Her hair was dirty blonde and she had green eyes.
"Hello, new students. I'm your algebra teacher, Alyssa Demon. Unfortunate last name, I know. If you have any questions, let me know." She insisted, before wiping her name off of the chalkboard. "Turn to page 145 of your books and we will get started."
The students obliged, and Oliver had to do a double take when he saw this teacher. He couldn't place it, but those green eyes looked so familiar...
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The eight teens met up after the first class had ended, and Fletcher hugged Skylar as soon as they did, kissing her cheek.
"Hey, Sky."
Skylar blushed brightly before the two wrapped their hands together and started walking down the hall.
Olive fumed at the sight of them being so cute, so she grabbed Oliver's hand and started walking toward them.
"Olive, what are you doing?" Oliver asked, practically being dragged by his girlfriend since he no longer had his super strength.
"We need to one-up Skylar and Fletcher!" Olive insisted, as Skylar turned to look at her ex being dragged by someone who she could very well consider a mortal enemy at this point and rolled her eyes, only making the very smart teenager more furious. "See?! We can't even be considered a threat to their love!"
"Olive, love isn't a competition-" Oliver started, but she just continued to drag him hard enough that he had to focus on walking so he didn't trip over his own feet.
Skylar looked back at the two, having to stifle her laughter as she gently nudged Fletcher to look back at them.
"Someone's jealous."
Fletcher glanced at his ex and his girlfriend's ex behind them, and almost burst out laughing at the scene playing out behind him.
However, the happiness was cut short as Ricardo, who was leading the group, went almost white with fear, causing Bree to get very concerned for his wellbeing.
"Ricardo? Are you okay?"
"I-I think I saw a ghost."
Bree looked around the area, not seeing anything that could even resemble a ghost. She rubbed the teen's shoulder, and started leading the group to class, praying that Ricardo was just seeing things.
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At lunch, the teens all met up, making sure Olive and Skylar were at separate tables, while Chyna was eyeing her brother at a different table...something about him just seemed off. He was wearing his neon sneakers, patterned pants, and kept saying "fo shizzle" which yeah, her brother was not cool by any means, but he knew that fo shizzle was popular five years prior.
So, she went up to Cameron and greeted him.
"Hey, Cameron."
"Chyna! You scared me. How's it going?"
"Not much, just wanted to say hey." She insisted, before asking. "Quick question, how old am I?"
"Duh, everyone knows you're twelve. What kind of prank is this?"
"What year is it?" Chyna demanded.
"2012."
