Hi guys! Welcome to my newest story! I hope you enjoyed my mashup with High School Story, and this is a continuation of it. In the game called "Choices," the next series is called "Class Act," hence the title of this story. However, the main character and his/her friends from the first book are not featured as much, so this time, I am making it up as I go with some elements of that story in there. Also, yes, we do get to see Wilbur, Karena, and Wesley more, as I promised in the last story. I will say though, please bear with me. The third book in that series is still in development, so there may be a hold in updates along the way. I'll let you know though. But enough of that. I hope you'll enjoy the first chapter! DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons" or "High School Story: Class Act," I only own Diana and Wesley.
"Wake up, Diana!"
I stirred awake to see Wesley on the bed.
"DAD! Wesley's in my room!"
"Did he get permission to go in?" Dad yelled from downstairs.
"No he did not!" I yelled again.
"Wesley Wilbur Robinson, get out of your sister's room now," Dad yelled, and Wesley scurried away while biting his lip.
"Brothers," I mumbled to myself as I got out my dad's shirt and a pair of jeans. I quickly combed my bangs into a cowlick and brushed my hair before I went down the stairs to eat my breakfast.
"So, what's your schedule now, Wesley?" Mom asked as I sat down.
"Baseball practice is every Tuesday and Thursday morning and every Monday and Wednesday afternoons after school," Wesley, who carried Dad's brown eyes and Mom's brown hair, explained.
"How long are these practices?" Dad asked. "And why in the morning? You're not in high school."
"An hour long."
"Wes, that doesn't sound right," I chimed in after I swallowed my eggs.
"Diana's right, honey. I don't think practice lasts an hour in the mornings," Mom replied. "Let me get your schedule."
"Excuse me, ma'am, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to leave the table until you're done eating," Dad said with a smirk.
"Oh, shush, Wilbur," Mom shot back as she got up and got the schedule off the fridge. "Wesley, you have practice Mondays through Thursdays from 3:30-5:00 after school, that is if you don't have a game. Your first game is today, actually."
"Ooh, that will be something to watch for," Dad replied.
"Too bad I have to miss it," I replied. "I'm auditioning for the fall play after school and then I have cheerleading practice afterwards."
"I'm sure you'll attend some of your brother's games, Diana," Dad said with a smile. "Life happens."
"Wait, did I hear you say you're auditioning for a play?" Mom asked. "Honey, you're very much like your dad, but your acting could use some improvement."
"Mom, I was, like, seven, when I first tried it out!" I exclaimed. "I'm sure I will nail this audition!"
"You will, princess," Dad said with a smile. "You will. Now go get ready. I'm going to start teaching you how to drive to school."
"Dad, I know how to get there," I replied with a smirk.
"I mean, following the speed limits and all of that stuff."
I had just opened my new locker when I felt a pair of hands on my waist.
"Hey, you," I told my boyfriend, who kissed me on my left cheek.
"Hey, yourself," Caleb Mitchell replied. "Welcome back to Westport High."
"Same to you." I turned around and kissed him on the lips. "How was the rest of your summer?"
"I spent it thinking how lucky I was to be with you and meet your family."
"I hope my family wasn't too much," I replied, remembering our trip to Todayland for Caleb to meet my grandparents and other relatives.
"Are you kidding? They're quirky, but it's clear they love you. I enjoyed my first time in Todayland."
"Great! Because everyone there loved having you!"
"Really?"
"Dad told me that my grandma would not stop talking about you. Actually, you remind her of my mom."
"Your mom, huh?" Caleb asked as I closed my locker and we headed to my first class.
"Caleb, you love me as a person, and I admire that a lot. You've never given up on me. I love you, so much."
We kissed passionately.
"I love you too, Queen Diana."
"Caleb, I was queen back in May. I'm just Diana right now."
"To me, you'll always be my queen."
"Oh Caleb—"
I was interrupted by another kiss before I felt a tap in my shoulder.
"Emma! Hi!"
"Diana!" We jumped up and down and hugged each other. "I'm so happy to see you!"
"You too!" I turned to Caleb. "Well, I guess this is it until lunch."
"We're bonding with the cheerleaders, remember?" Felicia asked, and my heart sank.
"Oh shoot…"
"After school, then?" Caleb asked.
"Of course! You can walk me to my play audition!"
It was finally lunch time after an easy day of reading the syllabi for all of my classes so far. As Emma said, today was bonding day, so I sat with her and the rest of the squad.
"Hi, can I sit here?" We turned to see a girl with blonde hair in a ponytail and wearing a plaid shirt and jeans approaching the table, and I smiled back at her.
"Sorry, this table is cheerleaders only," Mia replied.
"Wait, really?" the girl asked, and I assumed she was a freshman. "I thought cheerleaders being cliquey was just something from the movies!"
"Oh, no, it's nothing like that!" Sydney explained in shock. "It's squad bonding today, that's all."
"Oh."
"But if you're interested in trying out, feel free to stop by the gym for more information!" I suggested with a smile on my face.
"It's okay, but thank you anyway," the girl replied, and I continued to watch her. She had approached the table Maria was at, representing the homecoming committee, and I watched Michael get behind Maria and mouth "NO." The girl walked away from that table, and I started feeling sorry for her. She walked to an empty table, and I was about to get up and walk toward her when Rory Silva, also a sophomore who was the most talented actor in the school, beat me to the punch. I saw the girl smiling as Rory took her outside to eat lunch.
"Diana, are you alright?"
I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned toward Emma.
"Did you say something?" I asked.
"Yeah, are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah! I'm fine! What were we talking about?"
"Practicing in the gym later," Sydney answered, and we continued to talk about today's practice.
"Hello there, your majesty," I heard Caleb say behind me, and I giggled as I put my books in my locker.
"Caleb, just Diana, please," I replied. "I know you tell me I'm your queen, but right now, I'm simply a student who is your girlfriend."
"Excited for auditions?" Caleb asked as I closed my locker.
"You bet! You know, my mom actually doubted me today."
"Did she?"
"Yeah, she told me that I needed to improve my acting, whatever that meant."
"Diana, when you don't want to show your real feelings, you're pretty good at not showing it. You'll do great at these auditions!" Caleb paused and held out his hand. "Shall we?"
I took his hand as he lead me to the auditorium, and we walked in to see a good group of students who had shown up to audition, with Mr. Olson at the helm.
"Well, I guess this is it," I said, facing Caleb. "I'll text you later."
"Break a leg, Diana," Caleb replied, giving me a hug.
"I love you, so much." We kissed, and then I watched Caleb leave the auditorium. After he left, I walked up to Mr. Olson and the junior director, Ajay.
"I'm ready whenever you are," I announced, and Mr. Olson clapped to get everyone's attention.
"Good afternoon, everyone! I hope you all had great first days of school. Welcome to auditions for The Enchanted Kingdom. I'm Mr. Olson, the theatre teacher. I'm technically in charge, but most of the directing will be handled by our student director, Ajay."
"Thanks, Mr. Olson," Ajay replied, standing up. "Now, as you may know, the proceeds from this show are going to help a local family pay for cancer treatment." That is so nice! "I expect you all to behave maturely and remember that this is for the greater good. Understood?"
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.
"Good. Now, I've given Diana permission to go first so that she can get to cheerleading practice. Rory, would you be so kind as to read with her?"
"No problem," Rory, who had brown hair and brown eyes, replied as we both got on the stage with our scripts.
"Start at the top of page 67 whenever you're ready," Ajay directed us.
"I know it's just a title, but since I did save your life, would you mind giving me my knighthood back?" Rory asked in character. "It's… kind of a personal thing."
"It would be an honor," I replied in character. "Kneel before this rock." I waited until Rory kneeled in front of the theater cube, which served as a rock, and then I got up to stand on it, but I felt myself flying instead!
"WHOA!"
"Diana!" I heard Rory yell my name and the next few seconds flashed by as I landed in an awkward position and immediately felt pain coming from my right leg.
"I can't move!" I cried, and tears immediately fell from my face as Mr. Olson came over to take a look.
"There's no way that's not broken. I'll call an ambulance."
"I'll go get the school nurse," another student said while everyone else kept telling me to calm down until the ambulance arrived, and I felt myself pass out.
I woke up and took in my surroundings, and I could tell I was in the hospital. The last thing I remembered was falling and landing funny on my right leg at school. I was in a lot of pain when my audition was cut short, and I still felt some of that pain.
"She's waking up!" I heard a male voice say, and I turned to my right to see my parents, brother, and boyfriend at my side. Caleb walked up to me and kissed my forehead.
"You know, when I said, 'break a leg,' I didn't mean literally break your leg," Caleb said in a jokingly manner, and I scoffed at him.
"Caleb, I'm in no mood for irony," I replied. "But I know you meant well. Fate wasn't kind. That's all."
"How are you feeling?" Mom asked with a smile on her face.
"In some pain, but I also feel… so stupid!" I started to cry. "How did I not see that the theatre cube had wheels?!"
"Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright," Dad said, walking to the other side of the bed and putting my left hand in his. He had a look of worry on his face. "Accidents happen. All you can do now is focus on yourself and heal."
"Now I can't cheer or anything!"
"Diana, calm down, please!" Dad said, squeezing my hand while I continued to cry. "I know it sucks right now, but you and your leg will be better before you know it."
"How do you know?" I asked, sniffing between tears.
"Because I broke my leg before—"
"You? You're Wilbur Robinson, Dad. How did you break your leg?"
"Well, you were pretty young at the time, I think you were about one or two. I learned that I needed to watch what I was walking on because I slipped on a puddle of milk, fell, and broke my leg. It took me a good three months to heal."
"THREE MONTHS?!"
"Diana, those three months will fly by before you know it, like your dad said," Mom chimed in. "Everything's gonna be okay."
"Well, Wesley, I guess you got your wish. I'll be attending more of your games than I thought."
"Diana, just because you have a broken leg doesn't mean you can't go to cheer practice," Caleb chimed in.
"Caleb, what's the point in going? I can't cheer at all."
"Caleb's right, Diana," Dad replied. "Just because you can't do routines doesn't mean you're not on the team. You're still an important part of the squad. You can still cheer your teammates on, even on a chair."
"But it won't be the same—"
"I know, but Diana, this kind of thing happens. The best thing you can do is be there for your teammates and still spread that school spirit you are widely known for. Just sitting in the hospital or at home feeling sorry for yourself will not change things at all."
I managed to crack a smile for the first time since school.
"Diana, do you remember when Mia broke her leg?" Caleb asked, and I nodded. "It drove her crazy sitting on the sidelines, too. But as the captain, she knew she had to be there to support you and the squad. That was her job. And I'm telling you this because you're the junior captain, so that's kind of your job, too. Mia is counting on you. The whole squad is."
"I have the best family ever," I said, hugging everyone the best I could with my right leg dangling in a stirrup.
"Your dad came to the hospital right away and has been here the entire time," Mom explained. "He's the one who called me."
"I got a call from your dad too," Caleb explained. "I dropped the rest of football practice and came straight here."
"Caleb, you didn't have to do that—"
"Yes, I did. Diana, I love you. You're more important than catching footballs."
"Mom, does this mean I have to do Diana's chores?" Wesley asked.
"Not all of them," Mom answered. "We'll figure something out. We're all going to help Diana together."