(this is my first RFR fanfic so be so kind and tell me how I do! lol enjoy! (((the name is pronounced Rachelle (liek Rachel but with a little zing on the end))))
Great another new school, thought Rachelle Morris, 5th this year. She stepped out of the car, one of her dad's old army packsacks slung over her shoulder and she watched her mom drove away. Rachelle was your typical 9th grader. She was on the tall side with green eyes and auburn hair down to her shoulder which she wore up in a messy bun daily. She wore the usual clothes, too. Those new Old Navy jeans and the signature tees from American Eagle. By just looking at her you never would have known she had been to 5 different schools already this year. You wouldn't know about her father being a commander in the Navy who got transferred like 10 times a year and you wouldn't know she never had any really true friends since the begining of 7th grade.
"Locker number 426..." Rachelle looked at the many numbers on the many lockers that were surrounding her. Finally she found it, a small blue locker, which barely would be able to fit her books. Note to self, she thought, get a new bag! She opened her locker with the combo she had gotten from her new principal, Waller. He seemed nice but kind of scary with that little snow globe of the school on his desk.
"Nice bag," said someone from beside her suddenly. Rachelle looked over, seeing a tall guy with black hair and some sort of nike shirt on, which toally did not suit him.
"Uh thanks..." she replied to him, looking back at her locker putting up a picture of herself and her old friend Marley. She also threw in one of her favourite CD's, old school Switchfoot, their first album, which she planned on listening to later.
"You're new here aren't you?" The guy was talking to her again, opening his own locker which was right next to hers.
"Um yah, just moved here from the states..." she went back into her bag, looking for her lip gloss.
"Well, welcome to Roscoe High, I am Ray Brennan, if you need any help finding your classes, just let me know!"
"Thanks Ray and to let you know in advance I will need help finding my classes, this scheduele is way different from any ones I have seen...I'm Rachelle Morris by the way but I go by Chelle"
He smiled at her and started explaining the timetable. She thanked him before the bell and raced to find her first class.
Throughout the morning, Chelle got many compliments on her bag. Mose of the people in the school had packsacks that werent even like them. Chelle met this one guy who was so nice and kind and quiet but was totally surprised to see him carrying around a skateboard in one of those skateboarding packsacks. I guess my bag is alright then, she thought, suits me. Over the morning, the timetable had grown on her too. I mean, her say wasn't too bad. She had drama, her favourite subject first, then english. And in the afternoon she had science and tech, which was just computers, which wasnt so bad.
At lunch, Chelle had found a table on the side of the cafeteria, eating a bag of Doritos from the vending machine. It was either that or the macaroni, so of course the chips won. The lunchroom was loud, which was better then listening to some 11th grader drone on about school events on the school station, Cougar Radio. The chips were done with but there was still another half hour of the lunch period, so Chelle grabbed her notebook and started doodling on the front. A picture of a cougar listenign to the radio and dying from the sound was the first thing that came to mind. She drew it quickly and then laughed.
"Hey, that's so awesome!" said the voice of Ray form behind her. She smiled as he sat down, thankfully she wouldnt look like the loner now. Three other people sat down with him too. A girl with long blonde hair and an awesome vintage tee, a guy with blonde hair and a simple golf tee shirt and a cute guy with curly brown hair and gorgeous eyes.
"Chelle, I would like you to meet Lily, Travis and Robbie, " Ray said motioning to the blonde, the other blonde and the gorgeous one, "Lily, Travis, Robbie this is Chelle, she just moved here from down under!" he finished with smiling. Chelle looked at him, utterly confused.
"You came from Austrailia?" spoke Lily, the onyl girl in the group.
Before Chelle could answer Ray spoke up, "No, she's from the states! You know, down under us! " he started laughing wildly at his own joke while the other three sighed, but Chelle laughed.
"Where from in the states?" said Robbie, looking into her eyes.
"Um...I just moved from Atlanta, Georgia but I've lived in Texas, Washington, Maine and California." she replied, like it was nothing.
"Whoa, that's alot of moving..." said the final one in the group, Travis.
"Well my dad is in the Navy so I'm used to it.."she said shrugging, "I also lived in Germany for a year and I lived in Paris over a summer once..."
"Wow, so what do you have this afternoon Chelle, you know on your timetable...." said Ray, knowing she had trouble with it.
"I have science and tech...." she said slowly remembering her timetable.
"That's pretty good, I have science right after lunch too, so we can walk if yah want," Lily said with a warm smile.
"Then I have tech last period, so I will be seeing you again!" said Robbie with a smile, too. Wow, thought Chelle, now I can't wait until the end of the day. And with that, the bell rang, sending the teenagers of the caffateria to their afternoon classes.
Lily walked with Chelle, both of them on the subject of music strangely. As Chelle sat in the scienc lab of Roscoe High, she smiled hoping she wouldn't be movg anytime soon!
( what do you think? i really hope you like it! r and r! yay!)
Great another new school, thought Rachelle Morris, 5th this year. She stepped out of the car, one of her dad's old army packsacks slung over her shoulder and she watched her mom drove away. Rachelle was your typical 9th grader. She was on the tall side with green eyes and auburn hair down to her shoulder which she wore up in a messy bun daily. She wore the usual clothes, too. Those new Old Navy jeans and the signature tees from American Eagle. By just looking at her you never would have known she had been to 5 different schools already this year. You wouldn't know about her father being a commander in the Navy who got transferred like 10 times a year and you wouldn't know she never had any really true friends since the begining of 7th grade.
"Locker number 426..." Rachelle looked at the many numbers on the many lockers that were surrounding her. Finally she found it, a small blue locker, which barely would be able to fit her books. Note to self, she thought, get a new bag! She opened her locker with the combo she had gotten from her new principal, Waller. He seemed nice but kind of scary with that little snow globe of the school on his desk.
"Nice bag," said someone from beside her suddenly. Rachelle looked over, seeing a tall guy with black hair and some sort of nike shirt on, which toally did not suit him.
"Uh thanks..." she replied to him, looking back at her locker putting up a picture of herself and her old friend Marley. She also threw in one of her favourite CD's, old school Switchfoot, their first album, which she planned on listening to later.
"You're new here aren't you?" The guy was talking to her again, opening his own locker which was right next to hers.
"Um yah, just moved here from the states..." she went back into her bag, looking for her lip gloss.
"Well, welcome to Roscoe High, I am Ray Brennan, if you need any help finding your classes, just let me know!"
"Thanks Ray and to let you know in advance I will need help finding my classes, this scheduele is way different from any ones I have seen...I'm Rachelle Morris by the way but I go by Chelle"
He smiled at her and started explaining the timetable. She thanked him before the bell and raced to find her first class.
Throughout the morning, Chelle got many compliments on her bag. Mose of the people in the school had packsacks that werent even like them. Chelle met this one guy who was so nice and kind and quiet but was totally surprised to see him carrying around a skateboard in one of those skateboarding packsacks. I guess my bag is alright then, she thought, suits me. Over the morning, the timetable had grown on her too. I mean, her say wasn't too bad. She had drama, her favourite subject first, then english. And in the afternoon she had science and tech, which was just computers, which wasnt so bad.
At lunch, Chelle had found a table on the side of the cafeteria, eating a bag of Doritos from the vending machine. It was either that or the macaroni, so of course the chips won. The lunchroom was loud, which was better then listening to some 11th grader drone on about school events on the school station, Cougar Radio. The chips were done with but there was still another half hour of the lunch period, so Chelle grabbed her notebook and started doodling on the front. A picture of a cougar listenign to the radio and dying from the sound was the first thing that came to mind. She drew it quickly and then laughed.
"Hey, that's so awesome!" said the voice of Ray form behind her. She smiled as he sat down, thankfully she wouldnt look like the loner now. Three other people sat down with him too. A girl with long blonde hair and an awesome vintage tee, a guy with blonde hair and a simple golf tee shirt and a cute guy with curly brown hair and gorgeous eyes.
"Chelle, I would like you to meet Lily, Travis and Robbie, " Ray said motioning to the blonde, the other blonde and the gorgeous one, "Lily, Travis, Robbie this is Chelle, she just moved here from down under!" he finished with smiling. Chelle looked at him, utterly confused.
"You came from Austrailia?" spoke Lily, the onyl girl in the group.
Before Chelle could answer Ray spoke up, "No, she's from the states! You know, down under us! " he started laughing wildly at his own joke while the other three sighed, but Chelle laughed.
"Where from in the states?" said Robbie, looking into her eyes.
"Um...I just moved from Atlanta, Georgia but I've lived in Texas, Washington, Maine and California." she replied, like it was nothing.
"Whoa, that's alot of moving..." said the final one in the group, Travis.
"Well my dad is in the Navy so I'm used to it.."she said shrugging, "I also lived in Germany for a year and I lived in Paris over a summer once..."
"Wow, so what do you have this afternoon Chelle, you know on your timetable...." said Ray, knowing she had trouble with it.
"I have science and tech...." she said slowly remembering her timetable.
"That's pretty good, I have science right after lunch too, so we can walk if yah want," Lily said with a warm smile.
"Then I have tech last period, so I will be seeing you again!" said Robbie with a smile, too. Wow, thought Chelle, now I can't wait until the end of the day. And with that, the bell rang, sending the teenagers of the caffateria to their afternoon classes.
Lily walked with Chelle, both of them on the subject of music strangely. As Chelle sat in the scienc lab of Roscoe High, she smiled hoping she wouldn't be movg anytime soon!
( what do you think? i really hope you like it! r and r! yay!)
