Chapter 2/?
Part 1
"Hurry up were going to be late!" Conner shouted from the Tyler's make shift kitchen.
"Sez he who just rolled out of bed!" Emma called attempting to apply her lipstick and shouting at the same time. She ended up with a smear from her lip to her ear and reminded herself of the joker. Mr. And Mrs. Tyler had long left for work leaving Conner, Emma, and Becca, alone and clamoring to get to school.
"We don't have time for breakfast." Rebecca whined.
"Yeah, well," Conner muttered. "I'm so freaking hungry I could eat our transportation."
Rebecca giggled. "Conner, you can't eat metal, I mean maybe you could eat the car seats but only the material covering them, and the steering wheel covering, but don't even attempt the windows or the wheels-"
"Okay let go." Emma said cutting Rebecca off, grabbing her purse, car keys, and make up bag, while dashing towards their father's old Plymouth.
"Conner come on!" Rebecca yelled grabbing his arm, he just snored. 'Great' Rebecca thought. 'He chooses now to take a nap, and who can sleep leaning up against the refrigerator anyway?' Rebecca tiptoed up to his ear and shrieked: "WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!"
He muttered something that sounded strangely like "Mom I don't want to go to school," and fell over. The fall woke him up and on unsteady legs they ran to the car.
Emma was sitting in the front seat, giggling, and flirting with the paperboy. "Of course," she was saying. "Delivering paper has its own level of sophistication."
The paperboy rolled his shoulders back proudly. "Yes lots of people depend on me. What better way to start of your morning them with an exciting article on." He trailed off and glanced at a copy of the newspaper. "Pesticides. People need to know these things."
"And people need to get to school." Conner cut in. Emma shot the paperboy an apologetic glance and stuck the keys in the ignition, taking off, waving at the paperboy, he waved back till he attracted the attention of a neighbor hood dog and took off running in order to avoid the devouring of his cargo shorts.
Rebecca pulled a bag out of her pocket. "I grabbed breakfast."
"Thank god." Conner mumbled and seized the bag out of her hands. He glanced in side and handed it back to her. "Actually I've decided I'm full." That's when Rebecca noticed just how old and moldy the bagels were.
"Hey Em," She called. "You want a veggie bagel?"
Emma ignored her and pulled up into Rebecca's JR High parking lot.
"By Conner." Rebecca said shyly before hoping out of the car and rushing into her school trying to think of an excuse for her UN finished homework. 'Hmm?' She thought. 'Maybe I can say our exchange student ate it...'
Part 2
"And this," Emma said unenthusictally. "Is your new school." She was standing in front of a huge brown brick building.
"You mean, my new prison." Conner corrected.
"Hah!" Said a brown haired, rather muscular boy, materializing beside Conner in. ooo5 seconds. "I knew you were jail bait!" He lowered his voice into a menacing whisper. "Or are you a..jock?"
"So your Conner McDermott?" A girl with blond hair muttered scanning him up and down. "Ja'naime pas un parler le English."
"Conner." Emma groaned. "You do to speak English and you said it wrong anyway."
"Oh!" The brown haired boy exclaimed suddenly. "You're a British jock!"
Conner rolled his eyes. "I'm not British and I'm NOT a jock."
Brown haired stared. "You said you were English."
"Duh, Max." Blond girl sighed. "He said he didn't speak English in French."
"Ohhhhhh. But you are speaking English now."
"Really?" Conner jibed. "I thought I was speaking Chinese."
Max straightened his back, standing proud and tall. "I speak Chinese. Wing POW, ching fat, ling hing-"
Emma smacked max upside the head.
"Ow." He muttered gingerly rubbing his injury.
"Anyway," Emma began. "Conner this," She pointed to the blond girl, with hazel eyes and an infectious smile. "Is Allison. The talking monkey is Max."
"If I must be a animal, at least label me King Kong." Max chirped running a hand threw his hair.
"So Conner, do you want a tour guide?" Allison asked.
"Oka-"
"Ching ying wing POW chow fat hing-"
This time both Allison and Emma smacked him. "Ow!" Max moaned. "Are my pupils dilated?"
"Why?" Emma muttered.
"Because!" Max said haughtily. "That's the first sign of concussion!"
The bell cut off Max's complaints, and Allison, Emma, and King Kong headed to class, Conner lagged behind nothing near excited for his first day at White Oak high.
Part 3
"My name-a is Olga." A fat girlish mix of pig and human announced.
Apparently Conner wasn't the only exchange student, and was told to meet in the gymnasium with the rest for an official greeting. Some students had volunteered as tour guides and the exchange students were getting paired off. But first each sat in a circle (How kindergarten) and gave a little information about themselves.
"And-a I used to-a live on a farm-a with my poppa." Olga/pig finished.
"Hi I'm Lisa Beach and I'm from L.A"
"Chang Lee, Tokyo."
"Conner McDermott. Who cares?"
"Amy Hudson, Arizona." Finally the intros were over and Conner found himself paired off with a less then enthusiastic tour guide.
"Hi." He grunted. "The names Jake and this better count as community service."
Conner nodded skeptically. "So begin the tour, or do I need a ticket?"
Jake's lip curled. "Ha, ha. So funny." Then he clapped. "All you really need to know is who to hang out with and what not. Girl's, unless really ugly or fat, are a total plus to be seen with. Don't mention where you live unless it's a mansion. Don't-"
"I'm living with Emma Tyler." Conner interrupted. "She's a girl, but do freaks still make the list?"
"Dude! No way! Emma Tyler?" Jake questioned practically solvating.
Conner rolled his eyes. "Do I stutter?"
"So?" Jake grinned. "Just between us men, did ya seduce her yet?"
"Why yes." Conner said sarcastically. "With her parents across the hall and her sister only one door down."
Jake didn't realize Conner was joking. "Dude, bad idea. What if she was a screamer? They would have busted your ass!"
Conner wasn't in the mood to correct the complete idiot so he just nodded pretending to take Jake' s knowledge to heart. Minutes later Jake and Conner had separated both going to different classes and Jake sought out his friend Greg Hudson.
"Yo Greg! Did ya here the new guy Donner Somenthin slept with Emma Tyler!" A few lockers down Linda Brickets heard them.
"Hey Brandy." She whispered, turning to her friend. "Emma T slept with an exchange student from Donner." And during lunch Brandy told her whole table of friends. One of them told a cheerleader who in turn told the football team, which then told three quarters of the school..
AN: Please review! I'll try to update sometime this week!
Part 1
"Hurry up were going to be late!" Conner shouted from the Tyler's make shift kitchen.
"Sez he who just rolled out of bed!" Emma called attempting to apply her lipstick and shouting at the same time. She ended up with a smear from her lip to her ear and reminded herself of the joker. Mr. And Mrs. Tyler had long left for work leaving Conner, Emma, and Becca, alone and clamoring to get to school.
"We don't have time for breakfast." Rebecca whined.
"Yeah, well," Conner muttered. "I'm so freaking hungry I could eat our transportation."
Rebecca giggled. "Conner, you can't eat metal, I mean maybe you could eat the car seats but only the material covering them, and the steering wheel covering, but don't even attempt the windows or the wheels-"
"Okay let go." Emma said cutting Rebecca off, grabbing her purse, car keys, and make up bag, while dashing towards their father's old Plymouth.
"Conner come on!" Rebecca yelled grabbing his arm, he just snored. 'Great' Rebecca thought. 'He chooses now to take a nap, and who can sleep leaning up against the refrigerator anyway?' Rebecca tiptoed up to his ear and shrieked: "WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!"
He muttered something that sounded strangely like "Mom I don't want to go to school," and fell over. The fall woke him up and on unsteady legs they ran to the car.
Emma was sitting in the front seat, giggling, and flirting with the paperboy. "Of course," she was saying. "Delivering paper has its own level of sophistication."
The paperboy rolled his shoulders back proudly. "Yes lots of people depend on me. What better way to start of your morning them with an exciting article on." He trailed off and glanced at a copy of the newspaper. "Pesticides. People need to know these things."
"And people need to get to school." Conner cut in. Emma shot the paperboy an apologetic glance and stuck the keys in the ignition, taking off, waving at the paperboy, he waved back till he attracted the attention of a neighbor hood dog and took off running in order to avoid the devouring of his cargo shorts.
Rebecca pulled a bag out of her pocket. "I grabbed breakfast."
"Thank god." Conner mumbled and seized the bag out of her hands. He glanced in side and handed it back to her. "Actually I've decided I'm full." That's when Rebecca noticed just how old and moldy the bagels were.
"Hey Em," She called. "You want a veggie bagel?"
Emma ignored her and pulled up into Rebecca's JR High parking lot.
"By Conner." Rebecca said shyly before hoping out of the car and rushing into her school trying to think of an excuse for her UN finished homework. 'Hmm?' She thought. 'Maybe I can say our exchange student ate it...'
Part 2
"And this," Emma said unenthusictally. "Is your new school." She was standing in front of a huge brown brick building.
"You mean, my new prison." Conner corrected.
"Hah!" Said a brown haired, rather muscular boy, materializing beside Conner in. ooo5 seconds. "I knew you were jail bait!" He lowered his voice into a menacing whisper. "Or are you a..jock?"
"So your Conner McDermott?" A girl with blond hair muttered scanning him up and down. "Ja'naime pas un parler le English."
"Conner." Emma groaned. "You do to speak English and you said it wrong anyway."
"Oh!" The brown haired boy exclaimed suddenly. "You're a British jock!"
Conner rolled his eyes. "I'm not British and I'm NOT a jock."
Brown haired stared. "You said you were English."
"Duh, Max." Blond girl sighed. "He said he didn't speak English in French."
"Ohhhhhh. But you are speaking English now."
"Really?" Conner jibed. "I thought I was speaking Chinese."
Max straightened his back, standing proud and tall. "I speak Chinese. Wing POW, ching fat, ling hing-"
Emma smacked max upside the head.
"Ow." He muttered gingerly rubbing his injury.
"Anyway," Emma began. "Conner this," She pointed to the blond girl, with hazel eyes and an infectious smile. "Is Allison. The talking monkey is Max."
"If I must be a animal, at least label me King Kong." Max chirped running a hand threw his hair.
"So Conner, do you want a tour guide?" Allison asked.
"Oka-"
"Ching ying wing POW chow fat hing-"
This time both Allison and Emma smacked him. "Ow!" Max moaned. "Are my pupils dilated?"
"Why?" Emma muttered.
"Because!" Max said haughtily. "That's the first sign of concussion!"
The bell cut off Max's complaints, and Allison, Emma, and King Kong headed to class, Conner lagged behind nothing near excited for his first day at White Oak high.
Part 3
"My name-a is Olga." A fat girlish mix of pig and human announced.
Apparently Conner wasn't the only exchange student, and was told to meet in the gymnasium with the rest for an official greeting. Some students had volunteered as tour guides and the exchange students were getting paired off. But first each sat in a circle (How kindergarten) and gave a little information about themselves.
"And-a I used to-a live on a farm-a with my poppa." Olga/pig finished.
"Hi I'm Lisa Beach and I'm from L.A"
"Chang Lee, Tokyo."
"Conner McDermott. Who cares?"
"Amy Hudson, Arizona." Finally the intros were over and Conner found himself paired off with a less then enthusiastic tour guide.
"Hi." He grunted. "The names Jake and this better count as community service."
Conner nodded skeptically. "So begin the tour, or do I need a ticket?"
Jake's lip curled. "Ha, ha. So funny." Then he clapped. "All you really need to know is who to hang out with and what not. Girl's, unless really ugly or fat, are a total plus to be seen with. Don't mention where you live unless it's a mansion. Don't-"
"I'm living with Emma Tyler." Conner interrupted. "She's a girl, but do freaks still make the list?"
"Dude! No way! Emma Tyler?" Jake questioned practically solvating.
Conner rolled his eyes. "Do I stutter?"
"So?" Jake grinned. "Just between us men, did ya seduce her yet?"
"Why yes." Conner said sarcastically. "With her parents across the hall and her sister only one door down."
Jake didn't realize Conner was joking. "Dude, bad idea. What if she was a screamer? They would have busted your ass!"
Conner wasn't in the mood to correct the complete idiot so he just nodded pretending to take Jake' s knowledge to heart. Minutes later Jake and Conner had separated both going to different classes and Jake sought out his friend Greg Hudson.
"Yo Greg! Did ya here the new guy Donner Somenthin slept with Emma Tyler!" A few lockers down Linda Brickets heard them.
"Hey Brandy." She whispered, turning to her friend. "Emma T slept with an exchange student from Donner." And during lunch Brandy told her whole table of friends. One of them told a cheerleader who in turn told the football team, which then told three quarters of the school..
AN: Please review! I'll try to update sometime this week!
