Shana walked into the near empty biology room, and found her name on the seating chart that the teacher had already prepared. Her lab partner was someone named Simon Alexander. Hmmm. The name sounded familiar, but she just could not place it anywhere.
She sat down and took her seat, and got out her journal. Her mother had bought each kid a journal, for fear that they did not open up well enough. Julia quickly abandoned hers, being way too busy to even think about keeping a journal, and Natalie, their younger sister, told her mom that it was stupid. Shana was the only one that kept hers, and she wrote in hers almost everyday.
August 19th, 2004, she neatly wrote at the top of a new page.
First day of school. I am sitting here almost alone in the classroom. The teacher hasn't even gotten here yet. My sister told me that she hardly ever teaches the class, and that she is one of the easiest teachers in the school. Julia said that most of the time you sit talking to your lab partner. I hope mine is interesting.
Speaking of lab partners, here he comes.
Simon Alexander sat down in the seat next to Shana.
"Hello, I'm Simon Alexander," he said, sticking out his hand for her to shake.
"Hi, I'm Shana Williams. I guess we are lab partners."
"I guess we are," he replied, almost disgusted sounding.
Simon Alexander? Seems a little bit snobby, sitting here with his fancy all Abercrombie wardrobe. He is a little good looking, if you like that whole tall, well-groomed look. Not really my type, though. I tend to go for wild, couldn't-care-less guys. He looks smart, which should be good in a lab partner.
The classroom eventually filled up, and the teacher took the front of the room. Shana quickly finished her sentance, and closed her journal.
"Hello, freshman, and welcome to your first day at Hillridge High School. My name is Mrs. Smith, and I will be teaching you Biology this year. Now to begin, I would like you to get to know your lab partner a little better. They will be your lab partner for the rest of the year."
"I would like you to each ask each other five questions. What is your favorite TV show, your favorite band or singer, your favorite movie, what intermediate school did you go to, and what is your favorite color. Get started, and don't waste any time."
Shana and Simon reluctantly turned to each other.
"Let's get this over with," Simon said. "What is your favorite TV show?"
"Saturday Night Live," Shana replied.
"MadTV is so much better," Simon said.
"Yeah...right. It's full of stupid bathroom humor," Shana said. "Saturday Night Live is so much smarter."
"Maybe, but they were in a huge slump this year. And who knows what kind of slump they will be in next year with Jimmy Fallon?" Simon asked.
"Jimmy Fallon was SO not the best castmember on the show. In fact, he really could not make it through a sketch without laughing," Shana replied, trying to show her knowledge of the show.
"Let's just move on. What is your favorite band or singer?"
"The Beatles," Shana replied, not even hesitating.
Simon raised his eyebrows, and replied "The Beatles? Well, I like The Who, Led Zepellin, and Pink Floyd much better."
"So now you have to put down my favorite band too?" Shana asked defensively.
"The Beatles are a classic, even if they are highly overrated," Simon said. "Do you like any music in this decade?"
"Well, Mr. Led Zepellin, as a matter of fact, I do. I like Maroon 5, Rooney, Guster, John Mayer, Gavin DeGraw, and Jason Mraz."
Simon coughed really loud, and said "Dave Matthews Band knockoffs!" under his breath.
"It's obvious we are never going to agree on anything, so I will give you the answers to all of my questions. My favorite movie is Grease, I went to Hilridge Intermediate School, and my favorite color is red," Shana said, very flustered.
"If you want to do that...then I don't have a favorite movie, I went to Hilridge Academy, and my favorite color is gray."
"How can your favorite color be gray?" Shana asked out of curiosity, because she had never met anyone that favorite color was gray.
"How can your favorite color be red?" he shot back.
The two turned their chairs away from each other, and sat in silence while the other pairs around the room talked about their summers, interests, etc.
Shana pulled out her journal, and returned to her entry.
I absolutely cannot stand this guy. Where does he get off making fun of my every interest? I can't believe I am going to have to spend the rest of the year with him. I already feel sorry for myself.
After the bell rang, Lizzie went off in search of Kate, but Kate and the rest of the cheerleaders were wrapped up in some kind of cheerleading emergency. Lizzie went on to her first class, World Geography. She found the perfect seat, sat down, and started to get her school supplies out.
Just then, the door burst open, and the entire junior varsity cheerleading squad walked in, with Kate at the front. Kate walked right up to Lizzie, and sat down in the seat beside her.
"Lizzie," she said, giving Lizzie a huge smile.
Uh oh, this is where she makes fun of my outfit, and pretends like this summer never happened, Lizzie thought to herself.
"I take it you did not see Georgia Skylar this morning," Kate said, very businesslike.
"No, I did not."
"Well, let's just say she has changed a little over the summer, and she has quit the squad."
Lizzie's mouth was wide open in shock that the captain of the varsity cheerleading squad quit the team.
"The coach already knows, and she has already moved up a sophomore from junior varsity. But now, we need someone to fill the empty spot, and we want you."
Lizzie's mouth was probably down to the ground by now, and she composed herself a little to ask for an explanation.
"But I am horrible at cheerleading! You've seen me."
"And, you are like the best gymnast in our class," another member of the squad, Nora Smith said.
"Is it going to open to anyone else?" a voice from behind them said.
Everyone turned around and saw a petite, brunette bombshell that they had never seen before.
"Hi, my name is Amber, and I just moved here from Hilridge Academy. I couldn't help but overhear, and I don't really think that it all that fair. You really should open up the auditions so everyone should have an equal chance," she said, flashing a fake smile.
"I didn't really think about that," Kate said, embarassed that she was just shown up.
The teacher came into the classroom, interrupting the conversation, and sending all of the girls to their seats.
"Pssst, Lizzie," Kate whispered to Lizzie. She droppped a note on the floor, and kicked over to Lizzie's desk.
Lizzie picked up the note.
IF AMBER GETS HER WAY, I AM STILL SURE THAT YOU WOULD MAKE IT. BUT IF SHE DOES NOT, YOU ARE ON THE TEAM.
Lizzie smiled as she put the note in her binder. She was going to start high school a cheerleader, and she would surely soon be popular.
"Hey, Gordo," Allie Davidson said.
"Hi, Allie."
Gordo and Allie were relatively close, mainly because of one thing: Allie was the only one in Lizzie's group that knew of Gordo's feelings. One day at the end of eight grade, Confused Guy's letter fell out of his notebook. Allie picked it up, and being as curious as she is, she read the entire thing, forcing Gordo to confess. She had kept the secret the entire time, not even telling Shana.
"So, I heard about your summer," Allie said with a slight smile.
Gordo just shook his head. The whole school had heard what happened, but they did not hear that Lizzie and Gordo had kissed.
"Did you hear that Lizzie and I kissed?"
"You did?" she said with disbelief.
"But, apparently it was just a 'thank you' kiss," he replied. "Whatever that means."
"Gordo, she will come around eventually," Allie comforted him. "She just doesn't see you that way yet. She's afraid that you two could lose your friendship."
"Friendship is highly overrated."
"Why don't you just tell her?" Allie asked, once again. Every time they had this conversation, she had that suggestion.
"She'll freak out. It won't be pretty."
"Maybe she won't."
"But she probably will. Besides, I don't really want to wait for her anymore. I'm tired of being safe, predictable, boring David Gordon. I want to reinvent myself."
At that second, the door swung open, and in walked Ethan Craft.
"Hey, G-man!" he said, holding his hand up for a high five.
"How did you get into Honors Engligh?" Allie asked Ethan.
"I'm a smart guy," he replied, sitting in the desk next to Gordo. "Hey, G-man, trade places with me. I'm smarter if I sit next to a door."
"What?" Gordo exclaimed.
"Every C that I have gotten in a class, I sit next to the door."
"Whatever."
The two trades places, and Allie and Gordo continued to talk about Rome, with Ethan included in the conversation. Apparently, he and Kate went from sort-of dating, to definitely dating in Rome, and had been going steady since they returned home.
"How come he can get the girl he want?" Allie quietly asked Gordo to the side.
"He has slow curve," Gordo replied, and he and Allie laughed at their inside joke, leaving a confused Ethan.
After second hour, Simon caught up with Gordo by their lockers.
"Gordo, she's here."
"Who is here?" Gordo asked.
"Amber."
Gordo looked around the school.
"Why is she here?"
"She's going to school here now."
"What?" Gordo exclaimed, as he slammed his locker door shut.
"She is in my English class, and she switched schools just to be with me. Amber wants to get back together," Simon hissed underneath his breath.
"That's great," Gordo said, but then he saw Simon's face. "Isn't it?"
"No, it's not. Did I tell you why we broke up?"
"You were going to public school?"
"She cheated on me!" Simon exclaimed. "And now she claims that she has changed."
Just then, the devil they were speaking of, Amber, walked up.
"Hi, Simon," she said coldly.
She turned to Gordo, and smiled seductively.
"Hey, Gordo."
Gordo sheepishly smiled, and waved his hand.
"What class do you have next?" she asked Gordo.
"Biology."
"So do I!" she exclaimed, and took his hand. "Come on, ket's go to class. Maybe we will be lab partners!"
As Amber whisked Gordo off to the Biology classrooms, Lizzie, Miranda, and Madison watched them from a distance.
"How does Gordo know Amber?" Lizzie asked.
"Amber is Simon Alexander's ex-girlfriend," Madison informed her.
"How do you know them?" Miranda asked, looking at Madison with her eyebrows raised.
"One of my band members goes to Hilridge Academy, and he told me all about this big ordeal at their school. Apparently, Amber is like the Kate at their school, and Simon is like....a Gordo, if you will. He is likable, and rich, but he doesn't play sports or anything, so he is not a jock. And when they started dating, she never really stopped dating her other boyfriend...who thought that they were dating, too," Madison explained.
"And Simon is Gordo's good friend from his synagogue," Lizzie said.
Just then, Nora Smith, a member of the junior varsity cheerleading squad walked up.
"Bad news, Lizzie. Principal says we have to do auditions," she warned Lizzie. "Hi, Miranda...Madison."
She said the last name a bit uneasily. She and Madison were the best of friends throughout all of elementary school, but when Madison's father died, and Nora made the cheerleading squad, Nora dumped Madison for Kate and her gang.
Madison smiled a fake smile at her ex-best friend. Although Nora never participated in the taunting of anyone, Madison still never really forgave her for turning her back on her.
In all actuality, Nora was really a sweetheart, with just a tough exterior. She looked unusual compared to her fellow blonde cheerleaders, because of her jet black hair and green cat eyes. She was an amazing artist, probably the best in the school, and it seemed very weird for her to be a cheerleader. Her outfits usually said it all. Today she was wearing a fitted, black leather blazer, a white tank top, and a ripped blue jean skirt. To accessorize her outfit, she wore a chain belt, and a pair of Converse tennis shoes that she left untied.
"When are the auditions?" Lizzie asked.
"Tomorrow, in the dance studio."
"I'll be there," Lizzie said confidently.
"See ya there," she said, with her trademark wave, and she was off.
"Auditions for cheerleading?" Miranda asked Lizzie, astonished. "You are going to be a cheerleader?"
"You guys aren't mad...are you?" Lizzie asked, suddenly not so confident.
"I'm happy for you, Lizzie," Madison assured her. "It might take some time to get used to, though."
"Why is there an open spot?" Miranda asked.
As if on cue, the cheerleader formerly known as Georgia Skylar walked by. Her once flowing blonde locks had been dyed pink, and styled into dredlocks. She now sported several facial piercings, and a tatoo of a snake curled down her arm. Georgia met up with her boyfriend, the perpetually stoned Snake (he preferred one name only), and they proceeded to make out in the middle of the hallway.
"She quit," Lizzie said, gesturing towards the couple.
"How can they breath?" Madison remarked to Miranda, who was looking at the two quite oddly.
"I definitely just saw tongue," Miranda said, as she shielded her eyes. "My virgin eyes! Where is a teacher when you need them?"
Lizzie laughed at her two friends, who were having an animated conversation about the virtues of hotel rooms.
"So, Gordo...what's a guy like you doing without a girlfriend?" Amber asked seductively.
"Oh...you know," Gordo stammered nervously. He had not idea why Amber was flirting with him this much.
"Cause you are just so adorable," she said, patting his curly hair with her hand.
"Thanks...I guess."
Amber snaked her hand into his hand, and Gordo quickly pulled it away as they were walking to their next class.
She obviously had an idea pop into her head, because all of a sudden she had a huge mischievious smile on her face. The next thing Gordo knew, she had pulled him into an open door.
The room was a broom closet for the janitors, and it was very dark. Amber pulled a chain above his head, and a light came on.
"I don't think students are allowed in here."
"Which is why nobody will bother us. You are very sexy, David Gordon," she whispered in his ear. She tried to kiss Gordo in the lips, but Gordo stopped her with his hand.
"What do you want from me?" he demanded.
"I have liked you the entire time, David. I was just going out with Simon to get to you."
She pulled in closer, and the two met in a passionate embrace. She pushed his hair off of his forehead, as she backed away.
"Wow," he said, still a little dumbfounded.
"Will you go out with me, David?"
"Of course."
The two continued to kiss, not even caring what time it was, or what class they had to go to. For once, David Gordon was breaking out of his box, and it felt really good.
"I'm so glad we finally have a class together," Allie said, as they tried to find their next class.
"Too bad it's...FRESHMAN HEALTH," Shana said, with her usual dramatic accent.
"OH MY GOSH!! THE HORROR!" Allie playfully exclaimed.
"Oh, you know what?" Shana said, suddenly remembering something.
"What?"
"I got a new CD yesterday. Matt Nathanson. It's actually quite good."
Allie and Shana shared the exact same taste in most things. They liked the same TV shows, music, and movies. Also, they both really liked to read as well.
"Have you listened to Josh Kelley?" Allie asked. "He sounds a lot like John Mayer."
"I think Julia might have that one," she replied. "What does he sing?"
"You know that song-baby, you're amazing," Allie sang. "I want to let you see."
"Oh...you were everything and more to me," Shana sang. "I will let you be."
"I will, I will," the two sang together in unison, interrupted by the bell.
They looked around at the empty hallway.
"Was that the bell?" Allie asked, about to start freaking out. She had never had a detention in her life.
"Relax...the teachers don't care if you are late on the first day of school. It's probably just right around the corner," Shana said, trying to calm Allie down.
They turned around the next corner, and did not find a hallway, but instead of huge window.
"Omigosh...they going to give us a tardy!" Allie exclaimed, about to cry.
"Calm down...do you have a map by any chance?"
"Right here," Allie said as she pulled out her map. "My classrooms are hilighted."
Shana found the health classroom, and found where they were.
"We just went too far. It's in this hallway right here," she said, pointing to single door.
"I don't think that's a hallway though," Allie said, and she was right. Shana was holding the map upside down.
"Trust me," Shana said, pushing the door open.
"OH MY GOSH!" Allie exclaimed, with her hand to her mouth.
The door was not a hallway, but a broom closet. And inside were Gordo and Amber, making out.
She sat down and took her seat, and got out her journal. Her mother had bought each kid a journal, for fear that they did not open up well enough. Julia quickly abandoned hers, being way too busy to even think about keeping a journal, and Natalie, their younger sister, told her mom that it was stupid. Shana was the only one that kept hers, and she wrote in hers almost everyday.
August 19th, 2004, she neatly wrote at the top of a new page.
First day of school. I am sitting here almost alone in the classroom. The teacher hasn't even gotten here yet. My sister told me that she hardly ever teaches the class, and that she is one of the easiest teachers in the school. Julia said that most of the time you sit talking to your lab partner. I hope mine is interesting.
Speaking of lab partners, here he comes.
Simon Alexander sat down in the seat next to Shana.
"Hello, I'm Simon Alexander," he said, sticking out his hand for her to shake.
"Hi, I'm Shana Williams. I guess we are lab partners."
"I guess we are," he replied, almost disgusted sounding.
Simon Alexander? Seems a little bit snobby, sitting here with his fancy all Abercrombie wardrobe. He is a little good looking, if you like that whole tall, well-groomed look. Not really my type, though. I tend to go for wild, couldn't-care-less guys. He looks smart, which should be good in a lab partner.
The classroom eventually filled up, and the teacher took the front of the room. Shana quickly finished her sentance, and closed her journal.
"Hello, freshman, and welcome to your first day at Hillridge High School. My name is Mrs. Smith, and I will be teaching you Biology this year. Now to begin, I would like you to get to know your lab partner a little better. They will be your lab partner for the rest of the year."
"I would like you to each ask each other five questions. What is your favorite TV show, your favorite band or singer, your favorite movie, what intermediate school did you go to, and what is your favorite color. Get started, and don't waste any time."
Shana and Simon reluctantly turned to each other.
"Let's get this over with," Simon said. "What is your favorite TV show?"
"Saturday Night Live," Shana replied.
"MadTV is so much better," Simon said.
"Yeah...right. It's full of stupid bathroom humor," Shana said. "Saturday Night Live is so much smarter."
"Maybe, but they were in a huge slump this year. And who knows what kind of slump they will be in next year with Jimmy Fallon?" Simon asked.
"Jimmy Fallon was SO not the best castmember on the show. In fact, he really could not make it through a sketch without laughing," Shana replied, trying to show her knowledge of the show.
"Let's just move on. What is your favorite band or singer?"
"The Beatles," Shana replied, not even hesitating.
Simon raised his eyebrows, and replied "The Beatles? Well, I like The Who, Led Zepellin, and Pink Floyd much better."
"So now you have to put down my favorite band too?" Shana asked defensively.
"The Beatles are a classic, even if they are highly overrated," Simon said. "Do you like any music in this decade?"
"Well, Mr. Led Zepellin, as a matter of fact, I do. I like Maroon 5, Rooney, Guster, John Mayer, Gavin DeGraw, and Jason Mraz."
Simon coughed really loud, and said "Dave Matthews Band knockoffs!" under his breath.
"It's obvious we are never going to agree on anything, so I will give you the answers to all of my questions. My favorite movie is Grease, I went to Hilridge Intermediate School, and my favorite color is red," Shana said, very flustered.
"If you want to do that...then I don't have a favorite movie, I went to Hilridge Academy, and my favorite color is gray."
"How can your favorite color be gray?" Shana asked out of curiosity, because she had never met anyone that favorite color was gray.
"How can your favorite color be red?" he shot back.
The two turned their chairs away from each other, and sat in silence while the other pairs around the room talked about their summers, interests, etc.
Shana pulled out her journal, and returned to her entry.
I absolutely cannot stand this guy. Where does he get off making fun of my every interest? I can't believe I am going to have to spend the rest of the year with him. I already feel sorry for myself.
After the bell rang, Lizzie went off in search of Kate, but Kate and the rest of the cheerleaders were wrapped up in some kind of cheerleading emergency. Lizzie went on to her first class, World Geography. She found the perfect seat, sat down, and started to get her school supplies out.
Just then, the door burst open, and the entire junior varsity cheerleading squad walked in, with Kate at the front. Kate walked right up to Lizzie, and sat down in the seat beside her.
"Lizzie," she said, giving Lizzie a huge smile.
Uh oh, this is where she makes fun of my outfit, and pretends like this summer never happened, Lizzie thought to herself.
"I take it you did not see Georgia Skylar this morning," Kate said, very businesslike.
"No, I did not."
"Well, let's just say she has changed a little over the summer, and she has quit the squad."
Lizzie's mouth was wide open in shock that the captain of the varsity cheerleading squad quit the team.
"The coach already knows, and she has already moved up a sophomore from junior varsity. But now, we need someone to fill the empty spot, and we want you."
Lizzie's mouth was probably down to the ground by now, and she composed herself a little to ask for an explanation.
"But I am horrible at cheerleading! You've seen me."
"And, you are like the best gymnast in our class," another member of the squad, Nora Smith said.
"Is it going to open to anyone else?" a voice from behind them said.
Everyone turned around and saw a petite, brunette bombshell that they had never seen before.
"Hi, my name is Amber, and I just moved here from Hilridge Academy. I couldn't help but overhear, and I don't really think that it all that fair. You really should open up the auditions so everyone should have an equal chance," she said, flashing a fake smile.
"I didn't really think about that," Kate said, embarassed that she was just shown up.
The teacher came into the classroom, interrupting the conversation, and sending all of the girls to their seats.
"Pssst, Lizzie," Kate whispered to Lizzie. She droppped a note on the floor, and kicked over to Lizzie's desk.
Lizzie picked up the note.
IF AMBER GETS HER WAY, I AM STILL SURE THAT YOU WOULD MAKE IT. BUT IF SHE DOES NOT, YOU ARE ON THE TEAM.
Lizzie smiled as she put the note in her binder. She was going to start high school a cheerleader, and she would surely soon be popular.
"Hey, Gordo," Allie Davidson said.
"Hi, Allie."
Gordo and Allie were relatively close, mainly because of one thing: Allie was the only one in Lizzie's group that knew of Gordo's feelings. One day at the end of eight grade, Confused Guy's letter fell out of his notebook. Allie picked it up, and being as curious as she is, she read the entire thing, forcing Gordo to confess. She had kept the secret the entire time, not even telling Shana.
"So, I heard about your summer," Allie said with a slight smile.
Gordo just shook his head. The whole school had heard what happened, but they did not hear that Lizzie and Gordo had kissed.
"Did you hear that Lizzie and I kissed?"
"You did?" she said with disbelief.
"But, apparently it was just a 'thank you' kiss," he replied. "Whatever that means."
"Gordo, she will come around eventually," Allie comforted him. "She just doesn't see you that way yet. She's afraid that you two could lose your friendship."
"Friendship is highly overrated."
"Why don't you just tell her?" Allie asked, once again. Every time they had this conversation, she had that suggestion.
"She'll freak out. It won't be pretty."
"Maybe she won't."
"But she probably will. Besides, I don't really want to wait for her anymore. I'm tired of being safe, predictable, boring David Gordon. I want to reinvent myself."
At that second, the door swung open, and in walked Ethan Craft.
"Hey, G-man!" he said, holding his hand up for a high five.
"How did you get into Honors Engligh?" Allie asked Ethan.
"I'm a smart guy," he replied, sitting in the desk next to Gordo. "Hey, G-man, trade places with me. I'm smarter if I sit next to a door."
"What?" Gordo exclaimed.
"Every C that I have gotten in a class, I sit next to the door."
"Whatever."
The two trades places, and Allie and Gordo continued to talk about Rome, with Ethan included in the conversation. Apparently, he and Kate went from sort-of dating, to definitely dating in Rome, and had been going steady since they returned home.
"How come he can get the girl he want?" Allie quietly asked Gordo to the side.
"He has slow curve," Gordo replied, and he and Allie laughed at their inside joke, leaving a confused Ethan.
After second hour, Simon caught up with Gordo by their lockers.
"Gordo, she's here."
"Who is here?" Gordo asked.
"Amber."
Gordo looked around the school.
"Why is she here?"
"She's going to school here now."
"What?" Gordo exclaimed, as he slammed his locker door shut.
"She is in my English class, and she switched schools just to be with me. Amber wants to get back together," Simon hissed underneath his breath.
"That's great," Gordo said, but then he saw Simon's face. "Isn't it?"
"No, it's not. Did I tell you why we broke up?"
"You were going to public school?"
"She cheated on me!" Simon exclaimed. "And now she claims that she has changed."
Just then, the devil they were speaking of, Amber, walked up.
"Hi, Simon," she said coldly.
She turned to Gordo, and smiled seductively.
"Hey, Gordo."
Gordo sheepishly smiled, and waved his hand.
"What class do you have next?" she asked Gordo.
"Biology."
"So do I!" she exclaimed, and took his hand. "Come on, ket's go to class. Maybe we will be lab partners!"
As Amber whisked Gordo off to the Biology classrooms, Lizzie, Miranda, and Madison watched them from a distance.
"How does Gordo know Amber?" Lizzie asked.
"Amber is Simon Alexander's ex-girlfriend," Madison informed her.
"How do you know them?" Miranda asked, looking at Madison with her eyebrows raised.
"One of my band members goes to Hilridge Academy, and he told me all about this big ordeal at their school. Apparently, Amber is like the Kate at their school, and Simon is like....a Gordo, if you will. He is likable, and rich, but he doesn't play sports or anything, so he is not a jock. And when they started dating, she never really stopped dating her other boyfriend...who thought that they were dating, too," Madison explained.
"And Simon is Gordo's good friend from his synagogue," Lizzie said.
Just then, Nora Smith, a member of the junior varsity cheerleading squad walked up.
"Bad news, Lizzie. Principal says we have to do auditions," she warned Lizzie. "Hi, Miranda...Madison."
She said the last name a bit uneasily. She and Madison were the best of friends throughout all of elementary school, but when Madison's father died, and Nora made the cheerleading squad, Nora dumped Madison for Kate and her gang.
Madison smiled a fake smile at her ex-best friend. Although Nora never participated in the taunting of anyone, Madison still never really forgave her for turning her back on her.
In all actuality, Nora was really a sweetheart, with just a tough exterior. She looked unusual compared to her fellow blonde cheerleaders, because of her jet black hair and green cat eyes. She was an amazing artist, probably the best in the school, and it seemed very weird for her to be a cheerleader. Her outfits usually said it all. Today she was wearing a fitted, black leather blazer, a white tank top, and a ripped blue jean skirt. To accessorize her outfit, she wore a chain belt, and a pair of Converse tennis shoes that she left untied.
"When are the auditions?" Lizzie asked.
"Tomorrow, in the dance studio."
"I'll be there," Lizzie said confidently.
"See ya there," she said, with her trademark wave, and she was off.
"Auditions for cheerleading?" Miranda asked Lizzie, astonished. "You are going to be a cheerleader?"
"You guys aren't mad...are you?" Lizzie asked, suddenly not so confident.
"I'm happy for you, Lizzie," Madison assured her. "It might take some time to get used to, though."
"Why is there an open spot?" Miranda asked.
As if on cue, the cheerleader formerly known as Georgia Skylar walked by. Her once flowing blonde locks had been dyed pink, and styled into dredlocks. She now sported several facial piercings, and a tatoo of a snake curled down her arm. Georgia met up with her boyfriend, the perpetually stoned Snake (he preferred one name only), and they proceeded to make out in the middle of the hallway.
"She quit," Lizzie said, gesturing towards the couple.
"How can they breath?" Madison remarked to Miranda, who was looking at the two quite oddly.
"I definitely just saw tongue," Miranda said, as she shielded her eyes. "My virgin eyes! Where is a teacher when you need them?"
Lizzie laughed at her two friends, who were having an animated conversation about the virtues of hotel rooms.
"So, Gordo...what's a guy like you doing without a girlfriend?" Amber asked seductively.
"Oh...you know," Gordo stammered nervously. He had not idea why Amber was flirting with him this much.
"Cause you are just so adorable," she said, patting his curly hair with her hand.
"Thanks...I guess."
Amber snaked her hand into his hand, and Gordo quickly pulled it away as they were walking to their next class.
She obviously had an idea pop into her head, because all of a sudden she had a huge mischievious smile on her face. The next thing Gordo knew, she had pulled him into an open door.
The room was a broom closet for the janitors, and it was very dark. Amber pulled a chain above his head, and a light came on.
"I don't think students are allowed in here."
"Which is why nobody will bother us. You are very sexy, David Gordon," she whispered in his ear. She tried to kiss Gordo in the lips, but Gordo stopped her with his hand.
"What do you want from me?" he demanded.
"I have liked you the entire time, David. I was just going out with Simon to get to you."
She pulled in closer, and the two met in a passionate embrace. She pushed his hair off of his forehead, as she backed away.
"Wow," he said, still a little dumbfounded.
"Will you go out with me, David?"
"Of course."
The two continued to kiss, not even caring what time it was, or what class they had to go to. For once, David Gordon was breaking out of his box, and it felt really good.
"I'm so glad we finally have a class together," Allie said, as they tried to find their next class.
"Too bad it's...FRESHMAN HEALTH," Shana said, with her usual dramatic accent.
"OH MY GOSH!! THE HORROR!" Allie playfully exclaimed.
"Oh, you know what?" Shana said, suddenly remembering something.
"What?"
"I got a new CD yesterday. Matt Nathanson. It's actually quite good."
Allie and Shana shared the exact same taste in most things. They liked the same TV shows, music, and movies. Also, they both really liked to read as well.
"Have you listened to Josh Kelley?" Allie asked. "He sounds a lot like John Mayer."
"I think Julia might have that one," she replied. "What does he sing?"
"You know that song-baby, you're amazing," Allie sang. "I want to let you see."
"Oh...you were everything and more to me," Shana sang. "I will let you be."
"I will, I will," the two sang together in unison, interrupted by the bell.
They looked around at the empty hallway.
"Was that the bell?" Allie asked, about to start freaking out. She had never had a detention in her life.
"Relax...the teachers don't care if you are late on the first day of school. It's probably just right around the corner," Shana said, trying to calm Allie down.
They turned around the next corner, and did not find a hallway, but instead of huge window.
"Omigosh...they going to give us a tardy!" Allie exclaimed, about to cry.
"Calm down...do you have a map by any chance?"
"Right here," Allie said as she pulled out her map. "My classrooms are hilighted."
Shana found the health classroom, and found where they were.
"We just went too far. It's in this hallway right here," she said, pointing to single door.
"I don't think that's a hallway though," Allie said, and she was right. Shana was holding the map upside down.
"Trust me," Shana said, pushing the door open.
"OH MY GOSH!" Allie exclaimed, with her hand to her mouth.
The door was not a hallway, but a broom closet. And inside were Gordo and Amber, making out.