Author's Notes: ! ! ! AU ! ! ! …okie doke?

~Alright, so…Mostly non-yaoi, with a few of my own [gay] OCs ((Ozzie, man…I luv u for all dat u r!!)). Couplings? 1X2 2XH 3XC 4XD 5XM MUXOC ZMXLN along with Marimeia(XOC) and Une making appearances (although, Lady Une will be referred to as Ms. Kushrenda)…no, Treize is NOT alive in this thing, but I made it so that Lady Une was the actual birthmother of Marimeia. Sally has a part too, but she's a teacher (haha—sorry, but she looks SO0OO0O0 much like an old lady—too good for my Wuffie). Um…yeah, pretty much it. O yeahz, and if you like Sylvia Noventa, steer clear from this ficcie! ((extreme bashing))

Summary: Our favorite G-Wing gang are in … TA DA ! …High school! (oh the horror) This is their story…and it should be qualified as interesting….

Disclaimer: don't own anything, 'cept my own OCs…

Gundam High

-Chapter One: Who's That Bitch?-

                  "Oh. My. Fucking. God!" 15-year old, Hilde Schibecker exclaimed, practically slamming her lunch tray on the table. "Can you believe that old-fart of a lady? Yelling at me for some mindless shit like that?!?! Grrr…wrinkly old bitch!!" [[A/N I fukkin' HATE lunch aids…don't you?]]

The freshman and sophomore lunch period just begun, and a bunch of Hilde's friends, Duo Maxwell, Dorothy Catalonia, Quatre Winner, Trowa Barton, Catherine Bloom, Theodore Bloom (Cattherine's brother), Merian Ron, and Wufei Chang, sat lounging about at their usual lunch table.

"Lunch aid giving you trouble? Don't worry 'bout her, Hil…the lady has no friggin' life—she gives everyone trouble. I speak from experience," Merian assured, helping herself to some of her boyfriend's fried dumplings. Wufei and her had always shared each other's meals; it was like a daily ritual for the two.

"She still pisses me off…" Hilde muttered.

"I feel your pain…" Midii agreed, sitting herself down with the group. She gave her boyfriend, Theo, a quick kiss on the cheek and smile before turning back to Hilde. "The same bitch was giving me the same problem. And the food isn't even worth it!" she remarked, poking at the substance on her tray. She sighed, pushing her tray away. "I should've saved that dollar bill…could've used it to buy something more edible," the dirty blonde said, getting up from her seat to sit on Terry's lap. 

Catherine laughed. "That's why we bring our own lunches, Midii, my dear."

Hilde and Midii shrugged. "Hey, I was running real late this morning, aiight?" Hilde said, in defense of herself.

Duo encircled his arms around his girlfriend from behind, whispering in her ear, "So I noticed. I missed you this morning…"

Hule looked up at her braided boyfriend, surprise and disbelief written all over her face. "What? You were actually on time this morning?!"

Duo laughed. "No…but I was only 10 minutes late for homeroom."

Wufei scoffed. "A new record…" he muttered.

"Hmm…" Dorothy began, "And just where is Relena and Heero? It's been already about 10 minutes into lunch…"

Hilde looked around, the realization suddenly hitting her. "Yeah…where is Relena and Heero at?"

"Right here…" a new voice answered. The group turned toward the keeper of the voice.

Relena. And standing right next to her was Heero.

"Hey…we wondering where you two were," Quatre greeted them warmly.

Relena giggled, taking a seat next to her best friend, Heero following close behind. "So I heard…"

"Well?" Dorothy inquired from her seat.

Relena looked up, suddenly. "Well what?" she inquired, genuinely confused.

"Well, aren't you gonna tell us where you two have been for the past 15 minutes?" Catherine said, clearly implying something.

Duo grinned mischievously. "They don't need to explain. The God of Death sees all…Heero and Relena were locked in the janitor's closet, making out, of course!"

Heero shot Duo his infamous death glare, yanking his braid, muttering, "Baka…"

Relena just shook her head. "You are very much mistaken, Duo. I had to stop by Ms. Noin's room for a few minutes. She asked me and Heero to do a few errands for her…that's why we were a little late for lunch today," Relena explained. She took a sip of her diet coke. "So, anything interesting happen while we were gone?"

"Naw, nothin' much, Rel…" Duo began.

"Just a whole lotta bitching from that bitch with all those freakin' bitch-ass wrinkles on her bitchy face," Hilde finished for him.

"Note: the word of the day: Bitch," Theo remarked, out of the blue. Trowa and him were alike in a lot of ways—both were rather quiet.

Midii and Catherine giggled at his comment. "How very observant of you, little brother," Catherine remarked. Technically, they were the same age—them being twins and all. However, Catherine had always referred to Theo as her 'little brother' because technically she was older; she was born a full 6 minutes before him.

                  Just then, a group of about six snotty girls passed by. Each girl making eye contact with either Relena, Dorothy, Hilde, Catherine, Midii or Merian. The short glance between the girls was more than enough to make every one of the boys get extremely uncomfortable.

Once the damn clique was out of ear-shot, Dorothy growled, "Damn Noventa bitch and her crowd…grrr… why the hell is that Bernadette aka Barney-bitch looking at Quatre like that for?!"

"Breathe, Dee, breathe…" Catherine reminded her. "Although, I have similar feelings on the current situation." The Russian beauty narrowed her eyes at Sylvia Noventa's group, who sat a few tables away from them. "That Dana bitch would do herself some good if she would jus avert her eyes away from my Trowa…"

"Again, note the word of the day: bitch," Theo repeated, making Midii laugh.

                  "I wasn't aware that our school had a shortage of chairs, Midii Une…" Principle Quinze's voice bellowed from nearby. He watched each of the individuals of the group with an intent gaze.

Midii wore a look of confusion. "Um…I didn't know that, either, Principle Quinze…" Then she paused, realizing what he meant. She was on Theo's lap. There were other chairs available to be sitting in. No excuse to be sitting on Theo's lap. "Oh…sorry…" she muttered, quickly getting off Theo's lap and sitting in her own seat.

Principle Quinze didn't say another word to them, except for a small threat, like he usually did everyday. "I'm watching you all…don't think I'm not…"

Once he left, the girls made no hesitation to mutter, "Damn he-bitch…"

This time both Trowa and Theo said at the same time: "Note: the word of the day: bitch."

                  The next 30 minutes consisted of more conversation, a few laughs, bites of lunch in-between, and some more sentences with the word "bitch" were exchanged between the teens. And then, the bell rang, signaling the end of their free period.

A/N  not much of a good chapter, but its 12:37…I only worked on it for the past 30 minutes. *shrugs * I promise, the following chapters are gonna be much better…and who knows, I just might come back to the first chapter and revise a little to make it more…appealing.