Author's note: Thanks to those of you who reviewed the first chapter. I've been told that there is a bit too much swearing in this story. So I will keep this chapter PG-13 but if I hear there is still too much swearing, I might need to raise it to R. There won't be any obsessive swearing that goes on and on or anything. Mostly in the places myself and maybe others would normally use curse words. I could just stop the swearing, but that's the way I talk in life, so it's just natural to write that way. I hope I don't offend anyone with any of the swearing. I don't mean to. Anywho, let's get this chapter started. Oh yeah, don't forget, everyone love's magical Trevor.
Fritz lay stretched out on the couch in the foyer reading a magazine enjoying his weekend. He heard someone enter the room so he looked over the top of the couch and saw Kitty walking towards him swaying her hips. He had only met her that once in the danger room but he knew they were perfect for each other.
She was beautiful in every way. She had a perfect body and a cut face. He even heard she got straight A's. What more could a sixteen year old ask for, beauty and intelligence.
Kitty walked over to him and sat on the other end of the couch. Fritz put down the gaming magazine and looked up at her. "Hey, what's up?" He asked.
"Nothing much," Kitty said. She twirled a finger around in her long bangs. "I'm bored."
"How can I help?" Fritz got a bit excited. "Maybe I'll be able to spend some time with her," he thought. "Please stay bored." He was about to sit up to allow her more room, but she had switched from sitting on the end of the couch to straddling his stomach. She held his shoulders down with her hands and looked into his eyes.
"You wanna' help?" Kitty asked seductively.
"Sure," Fritz said feeling really tired all of a sudden. He didn't try to resist, he just let her do what she wanted to do.
Kitty closed the gap between their lips and whispered to Fritz before continuing, "you can help me by waking up."
"Huh?" Fritz asked feeling a bit strange.
"WAKE UP!" She shouted. Only it wasn't Kitty's voice, it was Scott's. "WAKE UP FRITZ!" She shouted again. Suddenly she was replaced by Scott's image, and he didn't look too happy. "Holy crap Fritz, wake up man!"
"What the..." Fritz looked around and noticed he was in his room. "That's not cool man." Fritz said realizing it was all just a dream. "You don't wake a man when he's dreaming."
"Well It's either that or be late on your first day to BHS." Scott said.
"Oh yeah, cause I was late to QTK lasttime." Fritz pulled himself out of bed and sat on the edge, trying to clear his head.
"No man, BHS stands for Bayville High School." Scott said like it was so obvious.
"...oh. Well, yeah, I don't want to be late." Fritz still felt a little tired from last night's danger room session. But he was hoping the dull pain would wear off later. "How much time do I have?"
Scott looked at his watch, "about seven minutes."
"Great, perfect. I'm doing fine so far. First I failed the danger room session, then I forget my name when I'm talking to Kitty. You just interrupted a very nice dream and now I'm going to be late for my first day of school. Fuck." Fritz stood up and walked over to his dresser.
"You didn't fail the danger room session, you just...didn't pass." Scott tried to make it sound better but it wasn't working.
Fritz turned around to face the older mutant. "In my books you either win or lose. I didn't win, so I lost. Get it?" Fritz didn't mean to sound upset, he was just tired.
"Yeah I get it." Scott walked towards the door and stepped outside before turning back around. "By the way, you weren't dreaming about Kitty were you?" Scott said with a big smile on his face.
"Goodbye Scott." Fritz shut the door and could hear Scott fade down the hall. Fritz rubbed his forehead and headed into his bathroom.
Scott honked the horn again for the seventh time. "Where the hell is he!?" Scott asked the others in the car as if they held the answer to his question.
The front door opened and Fritz ran out of the house carrying his backpack in one hand. He stumbled down the steps and hopped in the back of Scott car. Just as he sat down Scott took off and speeded towards school.
"What took you dude?" Evan asked from the seat next to him.
"Sorry. I...ah, got lost," Fritz tried to ignore Kurt who had started laughing.
"Hey! That place is big!" Fritz crossed his arms over his chest like a little kid. "I've only been here for 15 hours."
"Sorry, I guess I forgot how hard eet vas," Kurt said. "After all, I've been here almost 3 months."
"Where's Kitty?" Fritz asked as soon as he realized Kitty wasn't there.
"She gets a ride from one of the Brotherhood, Lance." Scott said the name like he was talking about the Devil himself.
"Oh..." Fritz suddenly didn't feel all that great. "Who are the Brotherhood?" He asked sounding a little disappointed.
"Just some losers you'll meet eventually," Kurt said because Scott didn't answer.
Scott's red sports car pulled into the high school parking lot seconds before the bell rang. "Damn it, I was supposed to meet with my chemistry teacher before class!" He said in Fritz's general direction.
"Hey! I said I was sorry. I got lost remember?" Fritz hadn't meant to make Scott late. But he couldn't believe Scott was trying to blame him for this.
"Yeah, well make sure it doesn't happen again." Scott stormed off and into the School.
"What the hell was that all about?" Fritz stared at the spot, where Scott had been standing, with a confused look on his face.
"Don't worry about him, he's just under a lot of pressure trying to get into college. He was supposed to meet with his chem. teacher to talk about it." Evan pointed out as he grabbed his bag from the back seat.
"Don't let eet bother you though," Kurt put in. "He's always cranky een ze morning."
"Yeah..." Fritz slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked towards the main office.
Fritz received his class schedule from the lady at the front desk and proceeded to his 1st hour class, History with Mr. Dickson.
"This is going to be the best school year ever. I start off the day with History, my favorite subject." Fritz said sarcastically. "Fuck." He walked down the hall and stopped at room 210.
"Here we go." Fritz opened the door and stepped inside. He looked for the teacher who was up at the front of the class talking about the Bill of Rights. He was an older looking man with graying hair and a mustache. He had a big belly and short legs.
Some of the kids in the class turned around when Fritz came in but soon focused on Mr. Dickson again. Mr. Dickson however, didn't acknowledge Fritz at all. He just kept talking about congress and the amendments.
Fritz looked around for a free desk, and laid eyes on the teacher's desk. "That will do for now." Fritz thought and sat down in Mr. Dickson's leather swivel chair. After a few minutes, Mr. Dickson handed out some papers to the class, told them to get to work, and then walked back to his desk.
He saw Fritz in his chair, but instead of telling him to move, he simply grabbed a blue plastic chair from an empty desk and brought it over to the side of his desk. He sat down and looked at Fritz. "You must be the new kid."
"Uh, yeah. I'm Fritz," Fritz said and was about to get out of Mr. Dickson's chair but the man held his hand up.
"If you like it, you can use it." The teacher grabbed a few papers from a filing cabinet and handed them to Fritz.
"Grade these for me." Mr. Dickson said. He then pulled the little blue chair up to his computer and started working on a word document.
"Aren't you supposed to tell me to get out of your chair and work on the assignment that everyone else is working on?" Fritz didn't understand his new teacher.
"No, unless you have a problem with it. You grade papers for me, for the rest of the year, and you'll pass this class." Mr. Dickson said not looking up from his computer.
"Sounds fair to me." Fritz grabbed a pen and the answer key and started grading the papers he was handed. "Oh yeah! This is definitely going to be the best school year ever." Fritz thought as he looked over at Mr. Dickson. He couldn't believe it. Mr. Dickson was playing Starcraft! This teacher was awesome.
Author's note: Sorry it took so long to update. I had a lot to do. I'm trying to get a new job cause the one I have now is shitty and pays like crap, excuse my French. I know I was supposed to get the plot started in this chapter but I will try to do that in the next one, hopefully. Also, this chapter was meant to be a lot longer but I didn't want to hold it off any longer. So I guess I'll just put the rest of this chapter in chapter three. I'm going to try to take no longer than a week to update this story every time. In Bayville High School, I'm using my teachers and classes because I don't know any teachers from X-men except Mr. McCoy. I hope I spelt that right. So all of the teachers in this story are ones that I have in real life. I hope you don't mind if you're reading this. I think I've covered everything that needs to be covered. So remember, I need some reviews if you want another chapter.