Hey all you people! No I have not die. Just been really busy, with school, driver's ed (PEOPLE BEWARE! I get my license, give me LOTS of space on the road) and trying to look nice for the guy I like, so he will like me (drools….hehehe….he sat with us 3 times this week at the same table with me *dream eyes* If only I could say hi to him. Yes I know he is MY obsession, so if any other girls even look at him I will bite your head off.) And ladies….I don't know how some of you do it, but it HARD WORK trying to look nice for boys. Anyway that is enough with my babbling so read on. Sorry if it is too short and sucks, just I have like 2 hours to kill before I go to work and I am bored right now.

JUST FOR ONE DAY

It looked like a war zone, cover with the smell of sociality and occasionally a mix of human emotions good or bad. People were scatter everywhere in the small room. If anyone made a mistake or a sudden movement it would cost them embarrassment for the rest of their high school life. Hard and tough choices had to be made when in this room. Making the wrong decision or just 1 mistakes would cost you BIG time. For this room was the cafeteria.

Now any other time this social place would be wonderfully for the lets say the preps of the school, to talk with their friends about boys, hair, or anything at all not important a.k.a gossip. It would be their favorite time during the school day where they had no teachers to bored them to death with "trying" to teach them their education, or anything around that.

(A/N: Now if you a prep and reading this, don't fucking flame me and saying shit about it and how preps are better then Goths or whatever. I'm not trying to hate on all the preps (just about like 90% of them) just I really don't like them. Now that does not mean I hate all preps no, just I hate the ones who don't take the time to learn about school work or trying to get to know someone that is not like them. And the ones that are snobs.)

If anyone was not a prep lets say for gothic or freak people, it was the same way just like for the preps. But if someone was not a prep or a goth, like Todd, then it was a social nightmare.

Now Todd was a middle of being a freak, so he could go sit with them, but then again no freaks where "freaky" enough to be like Todd. He could go sit with the nerds, but then again he wasn't "nerdy" enough to be a nerd too. He knew he could go sit with rest of the Brotherhood members, but they didn't always want him to be there.

He looked around for them. He saw that Lance was with his stupid air-head Kitten, Kitty. (A/N: Now I like Kitty and all and I think she cool, just there is something to her that I don't like about….say she is a little to preppy for me, no?) He scanned the endless crowd of colorful faces for a face he knew or recognize. He found Pietro sitting with some cheerleaders and flirting with him, making the females sitting there "melting in his hands with lust." He saw Tabby sitting with Blue Boy and trying all to hard to flirt with him, and basically shoving her non-existing cleavage in his face. Likely Blue Boy had enough sense in that head of his, that when he saw Amanda (A/N: I don't remember what his g/f's name is) to jet out of there and go to her, leaving a very furious Tabby behind.

Freddy had 1st lunch with Wanda so they where in their 4th period class when Todd had lunch. So it looked like Todd had no one to sit with, not like he really cared. He usually ended up sitting by himself. It was kind of lonely for him, but mainly boring. He never ate lunch, unless he saw a fly buzzing here and there. He just sat there being bored and watching the waves of people, passing by him. Moving around in nothingness, much like taking water and swirling it into the paint and mixing it with another kind of paint and slowly making storks on the canvas. The same kind of picture that from far away looks like people sitting in an area and talking, but then again up close looks like nothing at all, but lines of paint that goes on and on forever.

Todd usually zone in and out during this time, but his "frog sense" told him when trouble was coming. Duncan. Most of the time, Duncan ate 1st lunch, but sometimes he got to eat 2nd. When Duncan did get 2nd, he made Todd's life more miserable. It ended in either a food fight or another swirly. If it was a food fight, then Todd got detention and Duncan didn't when really Duncan was the one who started it. But seeing how principal Kelly was a "anit-mutant" person Todd was always the victim and got the worst of it. But Duncan didn't have 2nd lunch today so it was safe for Todd, well kind of. He still heard the whispers of the gossip coming from the cheerleaders to his left about him, and the math talk between the nerds to his right. It seems like all Monday's lunch time went by the slowest. Todd didn't mind it, seeing how his next class was going be his nightmare. The bell rang and everyone rush out of their seats to the doors to get to their next class, like a herd of hungry buffalo.

'Great,' thought Todd. 'Off to 5th period. God help me.'

A/N: Ok sorry if this is lame and there is a lot of spelling mistakes, but this is off of the top of my head and now I have to run. Reviews as always please and I will try to write chapter 5 which is going to be about gym class as soon as I can. Hopefully I can right it tomorrow if I have time to finished my homework tonight after work. See you people!