Disclaimer: The Fab Five characters are a creation another teen series by Betsy Haynes, not the current author and of course the other BSC disclaimer stuff, etc...

The BSC Legacy - Book 1: Brave New World of High School

By: CNJ

PG-13

2: Now That They've Survived Week One...

Claudia:

We've made it through our first week in high school and it was Friday night...the WEEKEND! First thing the BSC did was head to Aster and Dusker's in Washington Mall, this really cool place with food, video games, pool tables and all sorts of entertainment. A lot of the high school kids hang out there and eat. There are some adults and younger kids as well, but not as many. We managed to grab a table.

"This place is neat!" Kristy looked around as we ate. We saw a few Stoneybrook High kids, but most of the kids were from other schools.

"Hey, has anyone heard anything about Burkeview High?" Abby asked. "They're supposed to be our rivals in sports." We shook our heads.

"All's I know is that they're in Bridgeport," Stacey told us. Someone from SHS waved at me and I recognized Caitlin Giotti from my art class. I waved back, then jumped halfway up and motioned her over. She nodded, then slowly moved to our table through the crowd.

"You know her?" Kristy asked.

"Yeah...Caitlin Giotti," I told her. "Artist like me. She's in my art class and we're going to sign up for the yearbook next week." Caitlin reached our table and greeted us.

"Hiii..." the rest of the BSC greeted back. I introduced Caitlin and the BSC. She sat with us for a while. She'd gone to Crestpine Middle School and was also into sports as well as art. She told us that some of her friends from that middle school were now at Stamford High.

"You must miss them," Mary Anne said softly.

"Yeah, I do," Caitlin added. "I see them after school. There's seven of us and only two of us are here at SHS. I figure Latra and I can exchange yearbooks at the end of the year. She's going to join the yearbook at Stamford."

We talked a while longer about what we'd be joining before some of her friends did come in and she went to join them. It looks like there are at least five or six high schools in the viscinity of Washington Mall that come here. I could see from some of the sweatshirts or T-shirts that a lot of kids were from Stamford and Earhart Highs and there was a smattering of kids from Burkeview.

"Hey, I bet those five have a club or something like us," Kristy nodded across the room. Sure enough we could see a group of girls seated at a table near the video arcade. They sat close and talked like we often do.

I wondered what school they went to. Just then three guys came up and the girls moved over to make room for them.

I noticed on tall guy with dark hair put his arm around a tall, slim girl with medium-brown long wavy hair. Something about the way they sat close told me that they were a SERIOUS item and had been for a long time.

Another girl with long auburn hair was laughing and looking between the two other guys. Across the table from her, a girl with bright red hair kind of shook her head and sipped her soda. Next to her, a girl with long dark blond hair had a book and showed it to the redhead from time to time.

Next to the blond, a girl with chin-length rather spiky dark hair stood up halfway and waved across at someone near the front, then cupped her hands over her mouth and called something, then laughed. I smiled. I noticed that she was wearing bright wild clothes...kind of like what Stacey and I like to wear. I wondered if she was an artist.

"Think they baby-sit like us?" Mary Anne asked.

"Maybe," Stacey took a sip of her soda. "Or maybe they run errands or volunteer."

"I bet there's other baby-sitters' groups like ours," Kristy ventured. "Kids like us run a lot more clubs that help others than adults realize." Maybe we should ask if they baby-sit or something and if they do, we could exchange ideas.