Those Interesting High School Days
Pairing: Nick and Sara, Grissom and Catherine, Warrick and Mia, Greg and Sophia
When Nick and Sara are on their way to study hall, they have a run in with Greg Sanders.
A/N: Ray O'Riley is the physics teacher. Lady Heather, Grissom's friend, is the French teacher. Paul Millander is the strange psychology teacher. Cyrus Lockwood is the math teacher. David Hodges is a senior and a total loser dork.
A/N 2: I apologize for the delay of this chapter. I wanted to write this one way and it took me to a totally different direction.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of CSI. I only own my original characters.
Meeting Greg Sanders and Study Hall
Sara saw Nick coming down the stairs and smiled. After three periods of not being in the same classes, they were looking forward to seeing each other despite they were going to Café Vomit.
"Did you miss me?" she asked as Nick happily approached her.
"Like you wouldn't believe," he replied. "How were your classes so far?"
"Economics suck!" she whined. "Mr. Ecklie is a major fucking asshole! Physics is awesome and Mr. O'Riley is an interesting character. AP French with Lady Heather is a challenge, but I can handle it! How were yours?"
"Spanish is awesome, but Mr. Cavaliere so far is a freaking jerk," Nick said. "Psychology is almost like tripping on acid with Mr. Millander as a teacher. Mathematics with Mr. Lockwood is fascinating."
Suddenly, a spiky haired kid almost ran into them.
"Whoa! Watch it, you punk!" Nick shouted at the kid.
"Sorry, but you have to watch it!" the kid said to Nick and turning to Sara. "You are cute!"
"Hey, she's mine!" Nick snapped.
"I'm Greg Sanders and a freshmen," the punk said to Sara and ignoring Nick.
Nick was livid that a freshman tried to make nice with Sara.
"Listen Freshman, I am going to tell you nicely once," Nick growled. "Keep your grubby paws off my girlfriend or my buddies and I will swish your head in the boys' room. Now, buzz off, creep!"
After Greg walked the other way, Nick took a deep breath.
"Nicky, that really wasn't necessary," Sara said.
"He was hitting on you," Nick protested. "I know that he wasn't aware that you are already taken. He's a freshman and you are a senior-"
"I get the point!" Sara smirked.
Before Nick could say anything, there was a scream.
"Don't touch me again, you bloody pervert!" a girl's voice with a British accent shrieked after Greg touched her.
"Nick, let's go to study hall before that dweeb David Hodges rats on us to Mr. Brass," Sara said. "I am not going to be a happy camper if that dork faced asshole is going to cause us to be sent to detention, especially on the first day of school."
"That fucking doofus Hodges is a guy that the seniors three years ago should have swished more often," Nick hissed.
When they got to the Café Vomit, they saw Warrick and Mia sitting at a table. Mia gestured them to come sit with them. Before Nick and Sara could join their friends, a man approached them with a piece of paper and a pen.
"Nick, Sara, you have to sign in for study hall," he said.
"Mr. Grissom, when did this come into effect?" Sara asked.
"Since this year," Mr. Grissom said.
Sara and Nick groaned as they begrudgingly signed their names on the attendance sheet. They immediately joined Warrick and Mia at their table.
"Mia, isn't a little too early to eat a cookie?" Nick asked.
"No, they already opened Café Vomit's snack bar," Mia said. "I wanted a cookie, I bought one. I also bought some for you guys too."
"Thanks," Sara said.
"We just had a run in with a freshman named Greg Sanders," Nick said.
"Oh, that twerp who likes to annoy people!" Warrick said.
"You know him?" Sara asked. "He tried to pick me up!"
"Mia and I went to same elementary school with him," Warrick winced. "When Greg was in the 3rd grade, a few 6th graders were recruited to help the phys. ed. teachers with the 3rd grade gym class. Mia and I were assigned to Greg's gym class. Greg was a very hyper kid and I tried in vain to get him to quiet down."
Nick and Sara just looked at each other. So that explains how that spiky haired freshman was. Nick's family moved from Dallas, Texas and Sara's from Tamales Bay, California before the two of them started junior high. Still in Nick's eyes, Greg put his face where it didn't belong.
"You should have seen what Mr. Fresh Meat did after I told him to buzz off," Nick said. "He managed to get his hand on that British exchange student."
"Oh, that's Sophia Curtis from England," Mia said. "She is in my sociology class. She is also in Warrick's English class. She is bright, slightly reserved."
"She would have to stop referring to our football as rugby with protective gear," Warrick said. "I heard her talk about it when she was arguing with a fellow student about football and soccer before our class began. The poor bastard probably freaked out and ran away from her."
"Speaking of football," Nick chirped. "Warrick, we both have to speak at tomorrow's pep rally. We are co-captains of the football team. The 2004 season will be a kick ass season for the Fighting Squirrels. We want the state championship!"
"I am the captain of the cheerleading squad," Sara added. "I have to rev up the crowd."
"Sara, I know you are the girl to do that," Warrick said.
"I just hope that Sophia doesn't ruin it with her whining about American sports," Mia mumbled.
"She probably won't show up," Nick pointed out.
"Nick, that's a very good point," Warrick chuckled.
"What if she does?" Sara asked.
"Then she will have to learn," Nick winked at his girlfriend. "Whether she likes it or not, she will know about American sports. Maybe when she goes back to jolly ole England, she could tell her friends about baseball, soccer, field hockey, softball and American football."
Sara, Warrick and Mia laughed at what Nick said about Sophia. Mr. Grissom approached them with a look telling them to shut up and study. Of course this was the first day of school, the teachers didn't give the students much homework during that day, it was just introduction to the class. Nick, Sara, Mia and Warrick decided to do a little bit of their homework so they could deal with less at home. The buzzer went off.
"What do you guys have this coming period?" Warrick asked as he stretched.
"Nick and I have lunch here," Sara cringed at spending another period at Café Vomit. "What next on your schedule?"
"I have psychology with Mr. Millander," Warrick said.
"He is a creepy guy," Nick whined. "I had him earlier."
"Thanks for the warning, buddy," Warrick cringed.
"I have French with Lady Heather," Mia said.
"She is good teacher," Sara beamed. "She is challenging, but she's awesome!"
Warrick and Mia left the cafeteria but not before he gave Nick a high five. Sara and Nick stayed in their seats and waited a few moments until they made the line for lunch. They both wished that the school would have allowed seniors to go eat out instead of eating the stuff called food from Café Vomit. It was just plain cruelty on the school's part.
TBC
