A/N:
Have fun?

Reggie and Sam had straight honors this year that meant everything was going to be tougher and it sure meant they would have no livees. Joyous Reggie had thought, Sam would enjoy it though, he always did. Lars had straight honors too, not that it really mattered to them. They were all supposed to report to their next class, which was fifth lunch. Fun. They didn't get to eat but they got to waste a period just talking. Reggie and Sam had picked a table where they knew the gang would find them. It was a round table so they could all face each other. Reggie was surrounded by Twister and Lars, next to Twister was Sam, next to Sam was Otto, next to Otto was Nick, then Nikkie. One spot was left, and that's when Catie came up.

"Can I join you guys?" She asked quietly, she had braces Lars hadn't noticed before.

"Yeah." Reggie said nodding to the seat between Nikkie and Lars. Under the table Reggie had her phone in her left hand and quickly texted Lars. His phone started vibrating and he pulled it out.

'Thinking something dirty? Hands under the table.' He read it quickly and texted back.

'What are you thinking of, missy?' She read. Texting him back a grin came on his face as he read it.

'Hands under the table, it isn't noticeable we're close enough.' He had read. But he really wasn't certain of what she meant until her hand was on his leg. She hadn't meant anything of what he had thought, nothing close. The warmth against his leg was becoming unbearable. He texted her back.

'Stop.' She read and looked at him. 'This isn't you I don't know what happened to Reggie.' She mouthed the words as she read the screen. He was right she had no idea why she had been attempting anything. She had looked up and Sam cocked a weird look at her, he knew. Looking quickly to each person, Sam was the only one who knew. Everyone was engulfed in coversation, all about the summer and crazy flings.

"You alright, Lars?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah, well kind of." He said giving a sheepish smile.

"I'm sorry." She said to him almost ready to look away when he grabbed her hand from under the table.

"Don't worry about it." He chuckled a little and looked at her hand. There was a mood ring on her finger he had never noticed it before. "You ever wear that before?"

"Not since last school year." She smiled. Looking at it, it was purple, romance what the hell was going through her head.

"Oh, I didn't think it looked familiar." He sat there thinking Cleo used to talk about hers all the time. Dark blue was calm, between colors was mixed, black was stressed, brown was worried, maybe. Purple, was… was romance. 'Why was it purple?' He thought to himself. He was absorbed in his thoughts as the bell rang he shot up nearly knocking himself and two others down. Lars walked off down the hall to his Spanish class, he was allowed to slack in there he already spoke perfect Spanish. Reggie and Sam headed off to math, followed by Catie and Nick. Nikkie headed off to her fourth year Spanish class, as a junior she was a year ahead of everyone else

"Lars, wait up!" She yelled, he slowed down for her as they left for their class. Otto and Twister went off to biology. Sam, Reggie, and Catie turned into the same math class. Catie was the youngest in the class, and she did actually belong there, somewhat.

"Sam we've got to talk." Reggie whispered as she sat next to him. Quickly the teacher did roll call and blabbered on about how they learned a lot last year and would review it the following day.

"What is it Reg?" He asked here quietly.

"I… er… think I might be crazy." She laughed a little.

"No, what is it really?" He asked.

"You know what happened at the table, right?"

"Yeah your hand was near his-… Never mind go on."

"I don't know why I'm acting that way Sammy I've never been that way with Lars or any guy." She said partially lying, but Sam knew what she had meant.

"Maybe it's the way you're dressed, or maybe… you like him but won't let yourself believe that." Sam replied with a hopeful response.

"Well, maybe I mean I just really don't know." She told Sam. "Or maybe I'm just turning into a whore."

"No, Reggie don't say that," He replied to the latter response. "You know you aren't."

Reggie checked her phone there was a text, 'It's okay,' She read with a half smile, 'Want to hang out later?' It had been from Lars she responded quickly.

"What up man? You playing football this year?" Scott had asked Lars.

"Did I ever play football, no, can I play, yes, will I, no. I play hockey and soccer." He retorted the checked his phone.

"Hot babe?" Andrew asked him as he read, 'Sure sounds cool.'

"Reggie Rocket." Lars replied closing his phone and shoving it in his pocket.

"Why don't you go for Nikkie or that hot sophomore Catie or whatever." Andrew had asked. He glanced at Nikkie, who was sitting across the room.

"I'm not going for Reggie." He told them, "And I really don't know Catie, and Nikkie's my best friend."

"You mean friend with benefits?" Andrew chortled.

"Rocket's a bit of a whore, isn't she?" Scott had asked.

"Nikkie's a great girl, and I wouldn't say that about Reggie. I've known her basically her entire life." Lars grappled with his bandage around his wrist.

"What happened?" A peppy little cheerleader next to him asked.

"Skateboarding with my bro." He replied. Animal was in his class and knew he was lying but didn't dare mention it.

"Oh, you trip up?" She questioned.

"No, Reggie's brother was being an air head and crashed into me."

"Otto Rocket?" She asked.

"Yeah." Lars replied not even wanting to speak to her.

"What's with your lip?" Another stupid girl had asked.

"I got the damn thing pierced, it's called a snake bite, shut the hell up." He retorted crossing his arms and slinking into his chair.

"I bet he's one of those cheaters who make it into honors." The cheerleader had cackled to the 'stupid' girl.

"You wish, slut. I'm smarter then you by far. I've had straight A's all my life." He looked up at the board.

"Prick." She murmured, he had heard it and chuckled a little.

"So, I hear you're sleeping with a hot girl." Nikkie whispered into his ear, slightly loud enough for the guys around to hear.

"Rumors are just flying today, huh? I wouldn't say she's hot though, more like gorgeous, and sexy." He winked at her, instantly he got turned on as he watched he softly bite her lip.

"YOU ARE TOTALLY FUCKING HER!" Andrew whispered, obviously loud enough for the class to hear. Astonishment laced their faces.

"Told you she was a whore." The 'stupid' girl whispered to the cheerleader.

"Really, trash talking someone who is better than you? So, sad you can't get what you want." Nikkie had a devious look on her face, and Lars couldn't help but want to just kiss her at that point.

"Bitch." She glared at Nikkie. Nikkie shrugged her shoulders and talked to Lars quietly, mostly in Spanish so the people around her wouldn't pay much attention.

A/N:
Added a little twist.