Disclaimer: I own anyone you don't recognize. Anyone you do recognize, or even think you recognize, is likely not mine. So DON'T SUE! Capische? I apologize once more for my abysmal spelling. Just a note – the school is loosely based on mine, though not completely. Many people you will meet are reincarnations, but not all.
The Most Boring Class on Earth
Alanna Trebond sighed. She was stuck in parenting class, was already bored out of her wits, and the class wasn't even half over yet. She decided to waste time by thinking up tortures for whatever imbecile decided that Parenting would be a required half-year course for all of the students. Despite the fact the girl was a senior, she stood just shy of five foot. She shook her head in exasperation with the school, and her long fiery locks swirled around her head.
Soon, Alanna was bored once more. She looked around the room to see how her friends were coping. In the back corner, Aaron Draper sat passing what were most likely love notes to his girlfriend Diane. Those two had been inseparable for over a year now, and their affection, though amusing, got on Alanna's nerves at times like this.
One of her best friends, Jonathan Kingson, a handsome young man with long, night-black hair sat a row behind her, making eyes at Josie across the room. Talk about infuriating love! Jonathan seemed to have a new 'true love' every other week, each one more vile than the last. His latest crush was a tall blond-haired girl who never seemed without a comb, lipgloss, nail file, and a nasty word for Alanna. Alanna shook her head. What did Jonathan see in her?
Her twin brother, in most of her classes, was taking an advanced history course this period. It was too bad they could only think each other's feelings up to a point. One of Alanna's other friends, Kelly, was in a band lesson. She played a Japanese type of string instrument, and was quite good.
Alanna sighed as she looked at the seat next to her. Her most enthusiastic partner in all manner of mischief, George Cooper had landed himself in ISS (in school suspension) yet again. That boy did not know how to stay out of trouble. And when Alanna told him to stop mouthing off to the teachers, and to actually do the homework, he only smiled and said "Ma always said I was crooked!" That always made Alanna laugh, because Mrs. Cooper was a nurse at the local pediatrician's office, and was one of the most lady-like people Alanna knew. How her son turned out the way he did...
Alanna smirked to herself. Bad idea. As she sat in the front row, her teacher, a frumpy, wrinkle-faced woman who looked about ninety caught her. "Excuse me, Miss Trebond. Please, enlighten us as to what is so funny. Because I'm sure you can't be laughing about the fact that the misuse of condoms leads to many teen pregnancies, as well as the spread of HIV."
Alanna blushed scarlet, and muttered an apology. "Nothing funny. Sorry." She schooled her face into a politely interested expression and looked down at her book as though she were avidly taking or reading notes. Naturally, she was doing no such thing, but it took the teacher's attention off of her.
Alanna needn't have worried, however, because the monotony of the day was suddenly broken by the unthinkable: a new student! Who the hell would join a new school in the middle of the senior year? Alanna's thoughts were sarcastic as she looked over the new student.
The new girl was of medium height and build, but that was where her average looks ended. In an odd way, she looked a bit like Alanna herself, though her red hair was a darker shade than Alanna's fiery locks, and curlier. Her eyes were also an odd color – a reddish purple the color of ripe mulberries. Alanna somehow knew, that like her own violet eyes, the color was not created by contacts. The girls skin was very pale, as if she spent little time in the sun.
With obvious annoyance at this disturbance in the normal order of things, the teacher told the new girl to sit in George's seat for the rest of class, as there were no other seats in the over-full class. The new girl introduced herself as Finnea Swan, and had moved to America from Ireland.
Alanna looked around, once more seeing what her friends thought. Daine and Aaron were now both giggling – Alanna doubted that they'd even noted the disturbance. Jon was ogling Finnea with the look he usually reserved for his true love of the week. Alanna's gaze then rested on Josie to see how she was coping with Jonathan's sudden waning of attention. She was looking at the girl with a disgusted look that said whomever was caught in it's deadly range was an inferior being. As that was a look usually reserved for Alanna and a couple of her other friends, Alanna decided she'd go out of her way to make friends with the girl. Anyone Josie despised was usually worth talking to.
As class wore on, Alanna decided she would talk to the new girl, and maybe even force her friends to meet her. Better to be inducted into their group of oddballs than into one of the popular groups, she always thought. Finally, the bell rang, and Alanna approached Finnea. "Hi! I'm Alanna Trebond."
A/N: Sorry it's so short – I'm full of ideas, and just couldn't resist another cliffie. Please, please review! Also, I'm not sure if I'll actually listen, but you're welcome to submit any wishes for people you want to see reincarnated. I'll also take suggestions for other book series to bring in, though again, I may ignore the idea. Thanks for your continued input and support.
The Most Boring Class on Earth
Alanna Trebond sighed. She was stuck in parenting class, was already bored out of her wits, and the class wasn't even half over yet. She decided to waste time by thinking up tortures for whatever imbecile decided that Parenting would be a required half-year course for all of the students. Despite the fact the girl was a senior, she stood just shy of five foot. She shook her head in exasperation with the school, and her long fiery locks swirled around her head.
Soon, Alanna was bored once more. She looked around the room to see how her friends were coping. In the back corner, Aaron Draper sat passing what were most likely love notes to his girlfriend Diane. Those two had been inseparable for over a year now, and their affection, though amusing, got on Alanna's nerves at times like this.
One of her best friends, Jonathan Kingson, a handsome young man with long, night-black hair sat a row behind her, making eyes at Josie across the room. Talk about infuriating love! Jonathan seemed to have a new 'true love' every other week, each one more vile than the last. His latest crush was a tall blond-haired girl who never seemed without a comb, lipgloss, nail file, and a nasty word for Alanna. Alanna shook her head. What did Jonathan see in her?
Her twin brother, in most of her classes, was taking an advanced history course this period. It was too bad they could only think each other's feelings up to a point. One of Alanna's other friends, Kelly, was in a band lesson. She played a Japanese type of string instrument, and was quite good.
Alanna sighed as she looked at the seat next to her. Her most enthusiastic partner in all manner of mischief, George Cooper had landed himself in ISS (in school suspension) yet again. That boy did not know how to stay out of trouble. And when Alanna told him to stop mouthing off to the teachers, and to actually do the homework, he only smiled and said "Ma always said I was crooked!" That always made Alanna laugh, because Mrs. Cooper was a nurse at the local pediatrician's office, and was one of the most lady-like people Alanna knew. How her son turned out the way he did...
Alanna smirked to herself. Bad idea. As she sat in the front row, her teacher, a frumpy, wrinkle-faced woman who looked about ninety caught her. "Excuse me, Miss Trebond. Please, enlighten us as to what is so funny. Because I'm sure you can't be laughing about the fact that the misuse of condoms leads to many teen pregnancies, as well as the spread of HIV."
Alanna blushed scarlet, and muttered an apology. "Nothing funny. Sorry." She schooled her face into a politely interested expression and looked down at her book as though she were avidly taking or reading notes. Naturally, she was doing no such thing, but it took the teacher's attention off of her.
Alanna needn't have worried, however, because the monotony of the day was suddenly broken by the unthinkable: a new student! Who the hell would join a new school in the middle of the senior year? Alanna's thoughts were sarcastic as she looked over the new student.
The new girl was of medium height and build, but that was where her average looks ended. In an odd way, she looked a bit like Alanna herself, though her red hair was a darker shade than Alanna's fiery locks, and curlier. Her eyes were also an odd color – a reddish purple the color of ripe mulberries. Alanna somehow knew, that like her own violet eyes, the color was not created by contacts. The girls skin was very pale, as if she spent little time in the sun.
With obvious annoyance at this disturbance in the normal order of things, the teacher told the new girl to sit in George's seat for the rest of class, as there were no other seats in the over-full class. The new girl introduced herself as Finnea Swan, and had moved to America from Ireland.
Alanna looked around, once more seeing what her friends thought. Daine and Aaron were now both giggling – Alanna doubted that they'd even noted the disturbance. Jon was ogling Finnea with the look he usually reserved for his true love of the week. Alanna's gaze then rested on Josie to see how she was coping with Jonathan's sudden waning of attention. She was looking at the girl with a disgusted look that said whomever was caught in it's deadly range was an inferior being. As that was a look usually reserved for Alanna and a couple of her other friends, Alanna decided she'd go out of her way to make friends with the girl. Anyone Josie despised was usually worth talking to.
As class wore on, Alanna decided she would talk to the new girl, and maybe even force her friends to meet her. Better to be inducted into their group of oddballs than into one of the popular groups, she always thought. Finally, the bell rang, and Alanna approached Finnea. "Hi! I'm Alanna Trebond."
A/N: Sorry it's so short – I'm full of ideas, and just couldn't resist another cliffie. Please, please review! Also, I'm not sure if I'll actually listen, but you're welcome to submit any wishes for people you want to see reincarnated. I'll also take suggestions for other book series to bring in, though again, I may ignore the idea. Thanks for your continued input and support.