Ok, sorry this took so long, but I was busy with homework! Ok…I lie, I was just being lazy! Raven of the Night676 please don't shoot me- I haven't changed their names. Yet. But if you know what Johnny Rancid's other name is I'd like to know. Anyway, I cant believe so many people liked it! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. You rock!
"Dude, I think I'm gonna die!"
Gar collapsed onto the bench in the boys' changing room wheezing violently. They had just had games, and the evil slave driver of a teacher had just made the class run the 1500m around the school field. Twice.
"Come on Gar, it wasn't that bad," someone said from above. Gar thought it was Vic, but he was too out of it to really tell. He closed his eyes.
"Yeah well you would say that…"
Gar had noted with annoyance but not much surprise really, that Vic had come first in the run. Robin came close second, but he wasn't sure if it was because he too was good at sports, or if he was just trying to get away from Kitten.
"Come on guys!" Robin had already changed. His jet-black hair was stuck to his head with sweat. Yuck. He messed it up back into place, and looked nervously at the door. "If we don't hurry up, she'll be out there waiting for me!" He shuddered.
"Man you have issues with that girl." Vic shook his head. "Anyway, she'll be ages doing her hair and stuff."
"Yeah, Birdy Boy, what's the rush?" came a low, mocking voice from behind him.
Robin turned to see Johnny Rancid, a tall, muscly guy with lank black hair watching him with an evil grin. Robin groaned. "Great," he muttered.
Johnny was the kind of guy who liked to flush kids' heads down the toilet and beat them up just for fun. Robin generally tried to avoid him; because of the stupid nickname he had given him.
"Get lost Johnny," Robin began stuffing his things in his bag.
"Aaw, Birdy Boy doesn't want to play," Johnny mocked, his eyes glinting.
Gar sat up. "Cut it out!" he said angrily.
Johnny whipped round and fixed Gar a venomous look. " I wasn't talking to you, green ass." Gar gulped, and hid behind Vic.
"Leave him alone Johnny", Robin narrowed his eyes. He turned to walk out of the door.
"Oh look, Birdy Boy's running off to his girlfriend. How sad.", Johnny smirked, hitting a nerve.
"Uh oh," Vic mumbled. Robin stopped, and turned around very slowly.
"What did you say?" he said, his voice soft and dangerous. The whole changing room fell silent and tense. Vic and Gar watched him warily.
Johnny's grin grew wider. He stepped forward, and looked down on Robin. He was almost twice the height of him. "Ooh help me Kitten, help me! Big nasty Johnny's scaring me!" he cried in a high-pitched squeak, prodding Robin in the chest.. A few guys laughed.
Robin's hand balled into a fist, but Johnny took no notice. "Prom's comin' up, Birdy Boy. Why don't you ask your girlf……."
WHAM! Robin's fist connected with Johnny's jaw and he flew into the wall of lockers behind him. He staggered forward, but Robin grabbed him by the collar and shoved him back.
"Eat shit, Johnny!" he yelled, tightening his grip on him. "Just shut the hell up and go and ruin someone else's life. GOT THAT?"
He let go, and stalked out the door. "I'll see you guys in the canteen" he said shortly to Gar and Vic as he went past. He paused at the door, glaring back at a very shocked Johnny. . "Oh yeah and don't call me BIRDY BOY! It's ROBIN!" The door slammed.
Vic was staring at the massive dent that had been made in the lockers, his mouth open. "I didn't know he could do that did you know he could do that?" He asked Gar.
"No way dude. Sign me up for karate…."
Now that the changing room had begun to liven up a bit, Johnny dusted himself off and glared at the guys laughing at him. He was shocked. No one had ever punched him before. And he didn't like it. "Shut it or I'll break your neck!" He hissed, punching a locker to demonstrate.
"You're gonna wish you hadn't done that, Birdy Boy. Man, are you gonna pay." He glared at the door which Robin had just left through, and a glint came into his eyes. A mad, psychotic, furious glint (ooer..) "You're gonna pay…."
The bell rang for lunch, and Raven, Starfire and Terra came out of the Math classroom, and headed for the canteen.
"Friends Terra and Raven, what is the 'prom?' Starfire asked, puzzled, pointing to a bright poster taped up on the wall of the corridor. "Is it some kind of extra lesson?"
Terra laughed. "You've never heard of a prom? A prom is a dance held every year. It's what we look forward to all year. You get to dress in nice dresses and dance with boys!"
"In other words, a complete waste of time", added Raven.
Terra sighed. Then she turned to Starfire. "Seen any boys you like?" she grinned.
Starfire looked confused for a minute. An image popped into her head for a second, a boy with jet black spiky hair who she had seen in the homeroom that morning. She pushed the thought away, and blushed. "There is no one." She said finally.
Terra shrugged. "Early days. Right, come on, I'm starving."
They entered the canteen, which was already full of kids, and joined the queue. Terra chose a hamburger and fries, and Raven just got a sandwich. Starfire looked at all the food. She had never seen any of it before. Terra noticed her looking at it worriedly, and whispered, "just get cheese fries. You can't go wrong with them." They took their trays and looked for a free table. Raven looked around. "Hey, someone's at our table!" She said, annoyed.
Starfire spotted some empty chairs at a nearby table where some boys with glasses where furiously typing away at their laptops. "Here!" She said.
Terra shook her head. "No! You can't sit there! That's the computer club's table!
Starfire looked confused. Raven smiled a little. "This school is full of cliques. Everyone has their own table to sit at." She gestured around. "The preps and their boyfriends, the baseball team, the art students…the list goes on."
She stalked over to their table, where some small kids were sitting, looking very pleased with themselves. Raven stood behind them, her arms folded, her shadow falling across the table. Slowly, one by one, they turned around. Raven smiled a very scary smile. "Shoo", she said. The kids practically ran out of the canteen, looking scared to death. Raven sat down, laughing. "I can't believe everyone thinks I'm a total vampire, just because I'm a little dark. It's not like that at all."
"It's that smile", Terra shuddered jokily and sat down. Starfire pulled up a chair. Terra took a big bite out of her hamburger. "Man, that is good." She looked at Raven. "What do we have this afternoon?"
"Uh, Art, Spanish and English."
"Cool."
Terra glanced at Starfire, and almost choked on her hamburger. "Starfire, what are you doing?" She yelped. She was drinking out of the container of mustard. "What is this wonderful drink?" She exclaimed.
Terra looked as if she was going to be sick. Raven just looked at her sandwich. "Not hungry".
Over on the other side of the canteen, Vic and Gar were sitting at their usual table, having their usual argument about tofu. "It's nice!" protested Gar, taking a bite out of his tofu dog.
"No, it's sick! Why can't you just eat something like potato chips! They don't have any meat in them!"
"Maybe I don't wanna eat potato chips!"
They were interrupted by Robin, who came and sat down, and said casually, "Hey guys".
Vic and Gar stared at him. "Dude, what happened back there?" Gar, said through a mouthful of tofu dog. Vic shuddered.
"Oh, it was nothing" Robin took a sip of coke.
Vic and Gar both spoke up at the same time-
"Dude, that was UNBELIEVABLE! Legendary!"
"NO IT WAS NOT! Are you completely INSANE!"
"Robin looked taken aback. "What? That guy had it coming to him." He shrugged.
Vic sighed. "Yeah I know he deserved it, but you should have seen the look on his face! He's got it in for you big time. You know what that guy does."
"Robin laughed. "I'd like to see him try it. I know more karate moves than he ever will. Besides, like he could beat you up. You know you can kick hiss ass."
"Okay, I get your point, but be careful.."
Garfield butted in. "Hey guys! There are important things to be worrying about here! Like my detention with Terra this afternoon!" He leaned back on his chair. "It's my chance to show her how very cool I am."
Garfield wasn't feeling very cool as he walked down the corridor to Mr Mod's classroom when the bell rang. What was he going to say to her? He pushed open the door. The classroom was empty. He sat down at a desk near the front, and sighed.
He leaned back in his chair. Yes. That looked cool. " How's it goin'" he said to an imaginary Terra, in the coolest voice he could manage.
Wait. Maybe this was better. He leaned forward on the desk, as if he couldn't be bothered. Which he couldn't. Casual cool- yeah that worked.She wasn't gonna know what hit her. " Lookin' good baby," he drawled to the fish bowl. The fish looked scared. Garfield continued his practice speech.
"..if you're not doin' anything later, maybe we could catch a movie, or somethin'.." He sat back and messed his hair up. Yeah- that looked good.
"Garfield", he said to himself. "You are one very hot guy."
Just then the door crashed open, surprising him. "Whoaaahh!" he cried and fell off his chair. "Oooow. "Great, first his nose, now his back. He sat up.
"Aaargghh!" He yelped. Terra Markov was standing in front of him, looking at him oddly.
"Are you okay?" Terra bent down and offered her hand. Garfield just stared at it stupidly. "Uh…um.."
Finally coming to his senses, he scrambled to his feet, turning beetroot. Terra laughed. "Today is not your day is it?"
"Uh, no, not really!" Garfield agreed. "Just look at my hair!" He pointed to his bright green head, expecting her to laugh again. (Actually he wouldn't mind, it sounded lovely when she laughed) But she didn't.
"Actually it looks kinda…cute." She turned a little pink. Garfield's jaw hit the floor.
"Hey," she said shyly, looking at the floor. . "Maybe some time we could…"
The door banged open, interrupting her. She jumped, and saw Mr Mod standing there. "Alright my duckies?" he sneered. "Detention time!
One hour later, they were still sitting there. Mr Mod insisted on complete silence while they sat there, and paced down the room, banging the floor with his stick as he went. Garfield tried to catch Terra's eye, but she did not look at him, just stared at the desk. His mind was reeling. He had been trying to process what she had said, that whole hour, and he still didn't quite believe it. She thought his hair looked cute? Wow. He smiled to himself, and leant his head on his arms. Mr Mod banged his stick in front of him.
"I said you could go!" he barked. "Daydreaming is no good for you, Logan!" Garfield shot up, grabbed his bag, and ran out of the room. Where was Terra? He saw her head out of the main doors at the end of the corridor. "Terra! Wait!"
He ran to the doors, and burst out into the sunlight. He looked down the street. Terra was walking down the street, when a blue moped, pulled up beside her. The driver was a boy Garfield recognised faintly from the water polo and swimming team. He said something to Terra, and she climbed on behind him.
"No…" Garfield whispered. The pair sped off, leaving a cloud of dust trailing behind them, leaving Garfield standing alone. "Terra…"
Okaaayy, I fully messed up with the high school thing. I'm British ok? If there's anything I missed, or some general American high school facts that I could use, pleas tell me. I'm having to watch a load of movies to get ideas! Oh yeah, Johnny Rancid is the main, uh, villain in this story. You'll be seeing a lot more of him.
