Lunch

Not much has changed in the canteen except a new coat of paint. The famous group of heros (except Warren who simply vanished after they said 'hi' to him) were sitting on an oh too familiar table right by the 'bad lads' table' aka Peaces' spot.

No one had seen these new students yet and to quite frank, it was driving Magenta crazy.

"For God's sake can't they just shut up! (referring to the never ending gossip) If I wanted to know their history I would have went up and asked! (Aggravated growl)" Magenta then dropped her head making a light thump on the table.

"Awww, poor Mags…. Who're they?" Zach's attention flew to a group of four people who he was sure he hadn't seen before. Not a second later than was there a silence followed by a sudden out burst of talk. The subject; the four new kids finally make an appearance!

The group consisted of two boys and two girls, all of which were on the verge of appearing as 'Goths'. They headed for the nearest empty table that just so happened to be Warrens'. They each carried their own bags encrusted in graffiti, badges and patches, of which suited their particular taste in music.

One of the lads wore black jeans with a silver 'Jack Daniels' belt, formerly black and white chequered converse but now visibly coloured in and written on, a well worn fastened black jacket and a deep red slip knot top. But what sets him aside is his choice in hats, nothing other than a top hat on top of a dark brown 'messed up' style mass on his head. Clearly over emphasising his height as he was already the tallest in the group.

The other lad seemed somewhat more reserved than his friend, simple black jeans, black 'trooper' boots, a My Chem. Black Parade top and leather jacket. His dominant features being of a ghostly white complexion with shoulder length tangled black hair. By far the least approachable of the group especially with a forever-present solemn look on his face.

The two girls were busy sniggering to each other as they notice the whole room freeze when they entered.

The first girl had dark red loose curled hair, a long deep purple skirt, striped purple and deep blue socks, blue flat glittery shoes, AC/DC top and a black Mac that went down to just before her knees. Her make-up involved mascara, eyeliner done in an Egyptian style and purple eye shadow. Aside from her fashion taste and ever-present glint of mischief, was her unique (for loss of a better word) laugh which made her the vocal point of the group as she appeared less apprehensive person to approach.

The other girl had a more rock/emo twist in her cloths. Again black jeans but loose fitting, converse shoes with a grey and white 'tattoo' style pattern, black tee-shirt with a Nirvarna smiley face, black gloves revealing the ends of her fingers and thumbs, and a very dark green trench coat with more than obvious wear and tear evident especially around the bottom. She had straight auburn hair that went just past her shoulders. Make-up involved mascara, eyeliner and dark eye shadow. Her dominant feature apart from her sly grin and trench coat was pitch black eyes with red iris's that had a devilish feel about them, especially with her eye make-up.

Apart from the guy in the top hat, they were similar in height and concealed their build with their cloths although appeared healthy (If you haven't imagined it, top hat guy is slim built with muscle enough for a Football player (for all normal people otherwise known as soccer players in U.S).

After dumping their bags at Warren's table, they joined a queue for food at one end of the canteen.

"Let's introduce ourselves." Layla suggested

"Err, I think not, did you see them!" Ethan almost shouted.

"So."

"Sooo, they're not very friendly. Warren is the perfect example, even after last year, he is now avoiding us."

"He's not avoiding us…He just…" Will tried to find an excuse for Warrens' avoidance of them throughout the day, shrugging his shoulders in defeat.

"When they get back, I'm gonna say hi, you comin' Will? Magenta?"

"Yeah, whatever." Unfortunately Magenta had gone off in her own little world the moment she saw the transfers enter the room.


Shortly after, three of the group returned with a mountain of chips to share and their own drinks.

"Err, Hi. My name's Layla, this is Will and Magenta." The three gave nervous smiles. The three transfers rose their eyebrows as they remaind.

"Congrats, you are officially the only students who had the nerve to talk to us." The guy in the top hat said as he elevated a chip to his mouth.

"Hi." The dark red head girl said, "I'm Pandora or 'Pan', Mr. Top Hat is Eddie slash Ed slash Hat," She said smiling indicating to the lad opposite her, "and this is Crow." She indicated to the lad next to Eddie, furthest from Lyla's group, who gave a nod in acknowledgement "I would introduce you to Gambit but she's busy arguing with the cook." Pan laughed a bit

"We hear you're from Europe…" Will started with an uncomfortable movement.

"Yup, but more so England, well, for Pan it's Africa slash England slash god knows where." That earned Eddie a chip to his face.

"You don't seem as bad as people let on…"

"As Gambit say's many a time; 'don't you go judging books before the first chapter! Or nick it in her case.'" Pan emphasised her words by lightly hitting the table with her fists.

"How come you're here now?" Magenta asked

"Well…"

Eddie cut in, "Cut a long story short, we got into a fight with the chavs, then the 'popular' kids, then our teachers, then our parents. Bare in mind, we started none of those fights!"

"Yeah we just finished them." Crow mumbled in a just about audible voice. The Pan's group lightly chuckled at his words whilst he resumed his previous 'bored stiff' expression. Layla's group exchanged slightly worried looks.

"The food is officially crap!" The girl in the trench coat landed in her seat next to Pan with a frown on her face, "And when I give them advice, they practically tell me to eff off."

"What did you advise." Crow, again mumbled.

"Themed days; roast dinners mainly, and fresh tomatoes, and cheesecake..."

"Aww, poor Gambit. You'll have to make your own roasts now." Eddie grinned as he ate.

"Gam, this is Lyla, Will and Magenta." Pan indicated to the group of three

"Hello." Gambit gave a wave and pursued the plate of chips as the mountain was drastically reducing in size. "Y'know, there's a reason why the school put seats around a table."

Lyla, Will and Mags looked at her slightly confused.

"Sit down." Gambit indicated to the empty half of the bench.

"Oh, sorry but we kind of left our friends on another table." Will said pointing to Zach and Ethan.

"Oh I can't be bothered moving." Gambit frowned holding her chin up with her hand.

"Lazy." Eddie threw a chip her way

"Blame the damn birds," She argued, "Wakening me up at ungodly hours…"

"Not at 10 am!"

"Not when your neighbour plays Shaggy's Mr Boomwhatever at 7am"

"Still not ungodly…"

"I had two hours loss of valuable beauty sleep."

"It looks like you needed it too."

"Your signing your own death certificate..."

"An ungodly hour is when a prick of a freak neighbour wakes you up at 4 am asking to borrow some cheese."

"That didn't happen."

"It could! I have a hell of a freaky neighbour!"

"Isn't he your dad's arch enemy?"

"Yeah but he doesn't know it yet…"

"Who? Your dad or the repo guy?." Crow cut in.

"Okay, enough you three, now say bye-bye to the three musketeers." Pan chimed as if she were talking to two year olds.

"Bye-bye" Eddie and Gambit said in union. Crow just nodded.

And so the two groups separated.


"Well…?" Zach asked as soon as the three friends sat down to resume their lunch.

"They're a little weird. They're from England…" Magenta began.

"Though their accents aren't like the ones on TV…" Will cut in.

"They here because they had a few fights with people…"

"Over what?" Ethan asked

"Didn't say."

"Now I'm worried." Zach replied

"But they're nice, and funny…" Layla attempted to support the British teens.

"In a weird way…" Magenta added.

"When's next period?

"20 minutes"

"Okay, after this should we put our names down for those new lessons?"

"Sure, what're you takin'?"

"I was thinking creative writing and a language…"

"I'm doin' metal works and drivin'/flyin' theory…" Zack pushed in

"Those are way popular y'know, good luck getting in." Mags reasoned with a sarcastic chuckle

"What are you doin' then?"

"Media and language. Apparently in Media you get to make a music video as well as publish a news article."

"Oh, I might do that now!" Layla said enthusiastically

"How about you two?" Zach asked the two remainder members of the group

"Graphics and heroes of the past…" Ethan answered but cut off from the rest of his sentence.

"I'll do Media and Language with Layla" Will said smiling at his girlfriend.

"We should have asked what those four were doing…" Layla pondered

"Oh, well they're gone now so you can't." Magenta pointed out. And true to her word, the group of four had left leaving a few chips on the plate.


(I made them almost Goths to make them more so the 'outcasts' since Warren appears more 'rock' and everyone else appears as either liking Pop, R&B, Rap or Punk)