Title: Old times.
Author: DanaMaru
Summary: Dana Scully's first day at yet another new school.
Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully and anyone else you may recognize are not mine. But thanks Chris for letting us borrow them from time to time...
A/N: Just another quick note to say Dana is at a catholic all girls' school in Scotland. Yes, I know, it's odd. But it's AU and I know a whole lotta nothin' about American schooling lol.
Dana smiled to herself, thinking that Samantha was so right about Mr. Harvey being strict. They had entered his classroom only about thirty seconds after the bell rang, but thirty seconds was late enough in his book, and he gave them a right rollicking. Half the class visibly winced when he started ranting at the pair. When he eventually stopped for breath, Samantha explained that they were late because Dana was new and she wasn't sure of where to go. Mr. Harvey, still red in the face, gruffly instructed them to sit and they did so without hesitation, getting their books from their bags as they made their way to the two empty seats at the back of the classroom. Chemistry was a class Dana normally loved, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't glad to get out of there an hour later.
Again, she followed Samantha to her next class. They had the same timetable, and second period was Physics.
"You won't get much trouble from the teachers in this class. Three periods a week we've got Ms. McMillan and the other two periods, Mr. Sharkey. He's gorgeous, if you ask me!" Samantha told Dana in hushed tones. She laughed, a little louder than she planned to, but unlike Mr. Harvey, Ms. McMillan didn't yell at her at all. Just glanced in her direction, and proceeded to begin the lesson.
Finally, after a double period of Drama - which Dana had unwillingly chosen since there was nothing to interest her in that category on the list - it was time for lunch. Retrieving their lunch bags from their lockers, Samantha and Dana made their way to the Lunch Hall. Sitting down on one of the less occupied benches, Dana took a bite of one of her sandwiches before asking,
"Is Miss. Moran always such a ... bitch?"
"Aye, we've nicknamed her Miss. Moron, but don't let her hear you call her that!"
"I'll try to remember that... So, uh, whereabouts d'you live? What's it like here outside school? What's your family like?"
"Hold yer horses!" Samantha said in the Scottish accent that Dana had a little bit of trouble understanding sometimes, "One question at a time is about all that I can handle! Y'know the Kelvingrove Art Gallery? Our house is just a wee bit away from it. And besides the local gang that hangs about near there, it's an alright place to be... Da's an MSP, - Member of Scottish Parliament - Ma's just a housewife and I have a brother. He's eighteen, just started at Glasgow University, studying Psychology and Criminology. He swears he's gonna join the FBI one day... What about you? How come you moved from America all the way to bonny Scotland?"
"Well, my dad's a Navy Captain, and they wanted him here for something - dunno what, so we moved again. I think we must have lived in every State in America by now! My mum's a housewife too; I have two brothers; Charlie and Bill. Charlie's a year younger than I am, and he's at Hillhead High, and Bill's two years older - he just started college. And Melissa... Missy, she's a year older than me, she's fascinated with anything to do with magic and supernatural stuff so she's taking a Sociology and Mythology class at college..."
"Aw man, it's bad enough having just one brother, but two? Ouch!"
Samantha exclaimed, and Scully just chuckled lightly. They finished their lunch in silence, then, when the bell rang, made their way to Math class. Maths wasn't one of Dana's favorite subjects and her hatred of it worsened because the teacher they got talked to the students like they about two years old. She couldn't wait for Math to end so she could go to the last class of the day, English. Samantha had told her that they had the good luck to get the best teacher in the school for English.
Finally, the final hour arrived and Dana and Samantha made their way back downstairs for English. She noticed it was the same classroom she'd been walking past when Diane tripped her, and her smile quickly faded when she also realized Diane and her cronies were in the same class. She and Samantha had to walk past Diane to get to the only seats that were still empty. On her way to the back of the class, Diane took the opportunity to stick her foot out again, almost sending Dana headfirst into a table.
"Diane Fowley that'll be after school detention for the rest of the week for you, and if I catch you trying a stunt like that again, you'll have detention for the whole term!"
"Sorry Mrs. Downie." Diane muttered, though not sounding sorry at all.
Mrs. Downie just glared at her, then glancing around the room, smiled at Dana and took her seat at her desk, instructing her students to open their copies of To Kill a Mockingbird. She told the class to read from chapter five and eventually, she read a sentence from it out loud,
"They don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's a sin to kill a mockingbird," she glanced up and asked "who can tell me what Atticus Finch really meant by saying that?"
Only Samantha raised her hand, and Mrs. Downie surveyed the students again before focusing her eyes on Dana.
"Dana, do you know what it means? You might not have read the novel before, but give it a go."
"It's okay, I've read it more times that I can count. I think Atticus meant that, if a person hasn't done anything harmful to you, you should leave them be and not harm them either..."
She sounded a bit apprehensive, unsure of whether the answer was what Mrs. Downie had been looking for. She breathed a sigh of relief when her new teacher smiled and nodded.
"Very good evaluation."
Mrs. Downie told Dana, just as the bell rang to signal the end of the school day and the students threw their books back in their bags before rushing toward the door. Walking through the gates, Dana spotted a guy leaning on the roof of his car. Hmm he's pretty cute, wonder who he is. Samantha nudged her,
"Do you want to come over to ours? My brother will drive us."
"Sure, but will it be okay to call my mom so she knows where I am?"
"Of course, come on!"
With that, Samantha grabbed Dana's wrist and dragged her toward the guy she'd been staring at.
Soooooo sorry it's been so long. Writer's block :o