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A/N: Hey guys im trying something new I hope ppl read this and like it. And Flamers DIE! I HATE PPL THAT LIKE TO FLAME THE INNOCENT!

WOO HOO! Wind ripped through Sean's hair as he ripped the mountain on his way to school. Now his first day at High School he knew was going to be great. Even though he just got over moving to Colorado from California. Now I don't know about you but that sort transition from one place to another is very different. But for a teenager like me its no sweat...I still keep in touch with everyone at home ...anywho im snowboarding..Yes that's right snowboarding to school its located on a private part of a mountain resort.It is awesome. I get to snowboard to school and there is a gondola to the local restaurant, apartments, local houses, and the rest of the buildings are scattered in the forest around the main building. I entered the main building and ran to my locker (I took a tour before I went to the school and I got my schedule and locker) I stored my jacket snowboard and my boarding boots and I just finished tying my shoes a splash of slush hit me in the face.

"HEY IM TYING MY SHOE DOWN HERE GOD DO PEOPLE HERE NOT KNOW THE MEANING OF COURTESY!" I yelled cuz obviously the fact that me the person that would have nothing spoil the first day of school was face to face with...a..girl?

She was taller by an inch and she had brown hair down to her shoulder in a ponytail "Ok listen punk first of all im a sophomore so don't mess with second of all your new here so get used to it and third of all say your fucking sorry to the toe fairies on my shoe" the girl said.

"What makes you think im going to talk to your shoe?" I said either answer to my foot or answer to the varsity soccer team tall guys and girls came up behind her.

"Uhh okay im sorry shoe and fairies for some reason I cant explain," I said in a sarcastic voice.

"That's much better" she replied in that same sarcastic voice.

"Hey I didn't catch your name!" I yelled. "I didn't give it" she called as she walked down the stairs to her homeroom.

"That has got to be the hottest chick I've ever met I said as I made my way to homeroom trying to pay attention to where I was going. I finally got to my homeroom and took a seat next to an azn guy who seemed to be typing frantically on his laptop.

"Uhh hey dude you might wanna stop and give your fingers a rest or you might break them in the process of typing over a rate limit of a billion words a second." I said as I sat down.

He looked up at me as if he were surprised someone interacted with him. He had black hair, brown eyes, well built, and was looking at me as if I weren't real.

"You might wanna stop staring its sorta rude." I said in a parent like tone.

"Oh sorry I was just hacking into the weather channels script for today's forecast so I can make Greg Smith sound like an idiot. Watch" he pulled up a video screen with the weather channel on the laptop screen.

Sure enough a voice said " And now for our local forecast heeeeeeeeeeeres Greg Smith with the daily forecast!"

A man with brown hair and green eyes appeared in front of a map. "Good Morning Lucky Springs Colorado heres the weather for today. It seems it will be shitty all week and my mom loves to make love in a basement with her sextoy she calls bob. Wait who wrote that!" he said in a frantic voice.
"Your still on!" someone in the back yelled.

"Oh" he smiled again and said "In other news I'm a Transvestite who needs mental help and has problems coming out of the closet...OMG GET THE HEAD OF THE PERON WHO WROTE THIS AND SERVE IT TO ME ON A SILVER PLATTER SO I CAN-"

a blank screen popped up and a female voice chirped in

"We are experiencing technical difficulties at the moment. We are sorry, please wait a few moments as we fix the problem."

By the end of the female voice everyone in the room had heard and seen what had happened on the small TV set in the room and were cracking up wall. Even the teacher couldn't hide his laughter.

"You certainly know how to make things interesting here. Do you snowboard?" I asked.

" Of course I don't take the gondola down here. Its considered social suicide if you can't snowboard here. By the way my name is Jordan," he said practically.

"Oh I'll make a mental note of that. My names Sean, I just transferred here from California." I said

"Awesome. I'm sure you will enjoy your stay here at our lovely experience we call Lucky Springs High."