Chapter 2

~Spinelli's PoV~

Before stepping foot into the school building, I knew the year was going to suck. I saw no point in school and I rather be home. High school was supposed to be some big deal, but to me it wasn't. I didn't see why people go so excited for high school. I heard rumors about parties and drinking, but I wanted nothing of that. Why waste my time on that stuff when I could be doing something better?

I sigh, dreading taking the first step into the school building. But, I do and I take another and another. I had taken a tour of the school with Gretchen a couple of weeks before school. This place was huge! It had three stories and lots of halls. A good place to play tag or hide-and-seek after school. I would have to tell the gang about my idea sometime today.

But there was one thing on my mind: Where the hell was my first class? Sure I had taken the tour with Gretchen and found all my classes. But that was forever ago and I could hardly remember. I drag my feet and look at my crumpled schedule. English, Room 201, Mrs. Price.

"Hey, Spin!" I turn to see my bud, TJ. "Hey," he says when he gets closer to me. "Sup?"

I can smell his cologne. Not too much, not too little. Just right. I smile at him. "Hey. Looking for my first class." I take his schedule from his hands and look it over. "We have lunch, Algebra, and Biology together." Along with my needed classes, I'm taking two art classes and I have a study hall. "I hope the food is better than what they served at middle school."

"How about I help you find your class?" I gave him back his schedule and nodded. He put his arm around my shoulder and we began to walk again. "How have you been?"

"Good, remind me to never go school clothes shopping with my mom. She made me get a skirt, which is going to remain in the back of my closet until I can get rid of it."

TJ chuckled. "Don't you think she'd notice that you didn't wear it?"

"I guess I could wear it once." Though it would probably kill me. "If people give me shit, I'm gonna slap them!" Over the years, I've picked up the nickname 'Fire Cracker' because of my personality. There was no telling when I was going to explode and I didn't even know myself when I was going to go off.

"I'm sure no one is going to give you shit, Spin. No one is that stupid."

"You'd be surprised."

~Vince's PoV~

It was now lunch time and it seemed like everyone knew where they were going to sit. I had found out that the whole gang had lunch together, which was great. I saw Gretchen out of the corner of my eye, she was unpacking her packed lunch. I got to the table just as TJ and Spinelli did. "Hey guys," I say with a smile. "How was your summer?"

"Watched TV mostly," said Spinelli as she took a seat beside Gretchen, who smiled at the other girl. Though Gretchen had always been the tall awkward girl, she had changed a lot over the summer. She wasn't so awkward anymore. "You missed a huge water fight, Vince. It was great. Gretchen did a sneak attack from the trees and dumped water all over us."

"Gus helped," Gretchen stated. "It's too bad he went to that career school."

"Isn't that only for juniors and seniors?" I asked, this was the first time I had heard about this.

"A few selected underclassmen are chosen sometimes," Gretchen replies. "They have to be determined and have excellent grades and attendance."

"Oh," I take my seat next to TJ. I didn't know about Gus, but I did know that Mikey was at a performing arts school. We would still be able to see him outside of school, but I was gonna miss having him and Gus around. "Well, how is high school so far?"

Both Gretchen and Spinelli had bored expressions. "My classes are too easy," Gretchen says. "I looked over what we were supposed to do this year and I already knew all of it." She was taking senior classes and already knew the material.

"I don't like school," Spinelli muttered. "Hey, Gretch, if you already know all the senior stuff, what are you supposed to do? I mean, you already know everything they have to teach, so does that mean you'll graduate early?"

"Oh no, the school must have my permission to do that. I want to graduate on time with you guys. Besides, I'm totally not ready to go to college. If I were to graduate early, I'd go to college early. I want to wait for all that."

"So," Spinelli held her hands up for dramatic effect. "I found out something. You know this place could be really good for hide-and-seek. After school, no one around."

"Aren't we a little too old to play a childish game like that?" I asked. It seemed a little too middle school.

"No way! I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to grow up. I rather stay young forever and if playing a few rounds of hide-and-seek and kickball makes me childish, I am a child. Anyways, don't you think it would be so cool? Just empty hall ways and hiding places."

"There would be no way to play after school," Gretchen says. "I highly doubt they'd let a couple of kids play hide-and-seek in the halls after school."

"They don't have to know. School's get pretty empty after school and who's gonna notice a couple of kids playing in the halls? No one, that's who! I say one day we do it. It'll be fun!"

"How about after midterms?" TJ speaks up. "It'll be a good way to relax after a long day of testing."

I had my doubts about the game, but it did sound like fun. "Sure, but if I make the basketball team and the game interferes, I'm choosing practice over the game."

"Of course you'll make the team," Gretchen said. "Statics of the last games played by our team are low and anyone with talent will most likely be placed on the team. You, having a lot talent, will be more likely to make the team and help them win."

"The team acts like a bunch of monkeys," Spinelli says. "I've been to a few games and they suck. All they did was clown around! There's no way they're going to win if they don't focus!"

"I heard there's a new coach," TJ chimed in. "And some of the team graduated."

"Its most likely the team will be better this year," Gretchen says. "That is if you join, you'd help the team win."

"Thanks," is all I can say. I didn't know what else to say about it.

"So, we should all hang out at my place after school," says TJ. "Parents will be at work and there's junk food."

"Can't," I say. "But thanks anyways. Mom wants to go out to dinner tonight to celebrate my dad's new job."

"As much as I would love to, me and Gretch already had plans," Spin said.

"Oh, we can do that another day," Gretch replied.

"Do what?" asked TJ.

"Nothing," Gretch and Spinelli said at the same time. Girls and their secrets.

A/N: Okay, so I know the first chapter barely passed as a chapter. Sorry about that, I just wanted to get something out there, you know? So, this chapter is a bit longer. But I'm never good at long chapters. But I'll try. Okay, so if you've seen my profile, I'm also writing a fanfic about Rugrats. If you're interested, its called All Grown Up in High School. I'll also advertise this story on in that story. So yeah. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Review please. :) ~Autumn