Chapter 1: Playboys and Badboys
"Come here my pretties." Brown haired, green eyed, tall, lanky Winston Egbert whispered to himself staring at the envelope in his hands as though it were the second coming. Winston quickly checked that the coast was clear and proceeded to rip the parcel open. Inside was his precious PlayBoy magazine. The special swimsuit edition or what he liked to call, sans swimsuit edition.
Someone taped him on the shoulder. "It finally arrived." He said turning to his friend, Todd Wilkins except the person standing in front of him wasn't Todd it was. "P-principal Shalmer."
Principal Shalmer glared at Winston and snatched the magazine out of his hands. "This," he growled, waving the Playboy around wildly. "Is the most preposterous thing I have ever seen! What do you have to say for yourself?!"
Winston was busy trying to catch a glimpse of the women at the pages fluttered around. "Sorry Sir. It won't happen again." He muttered weakly, complete with a worried gulp.
Principal Shalmer nodded. "That's right, because if this happens a third time you WILL be expelled. Now," he started leading Winston to his office. 'I've been notified that you signed yourself up as a mentor to some of our new students. It would be a shame if your expulsion stopped you from metering them."
Winston lifted his eyebrows in confusion. Why wasn't Principal Shalmer angry? Why wasn't Winston being forced to sign his death warrant? In fact Winston was sure his song "Hi ho, hi ho, its off to my fiery death I go" would be strangely appropriate. Wait a minute? He never signed up for mentoring. "No sir, I didn't."
"Yes you did. Just now in fact."
Winston shook his head. "Noo-Oooh." He exclaimed realizing that this was his punishment. Winston chuckled, this wasn't too bad. He got to show around the new students. He perked up; maybe they would be super hot chicks.
"I'm sure you will get along fine." Mr. Shalmer suggested although it seemed to Winston that he was demanding it. "If any signs of trouble arise just scream for help.....and don't try to be alone with them. Okay?"
Winston was startled out of his daydream of super sluty new girls. What the hell did Principal Shalmer mean? What were these students, criminals? Woah, super sultry hot criminal girls.....Ahhh Mr. P was probably just messing with him.
As soon as Winston entered the front office he knew something was wrong. There were no new students. Anywhere.
Mr. Shalmer had long realized this before Winston and was at this time noticing the door to HIS own office strangely open. He stormed inside with Winston trailing behind him.
The sight that met Winston blew him and his fantasies away. Six BOYS were scattered around the room. Two of them were raiding the principal's filling cabinet. Another two were messing with the computer. And a boy with spiky brown hair was looking at a playboy.
"Hey Ice," He was saying to one of the boys who had the tips of his blond hair dyed ice blue.
Blue haired boy, more presumably 'Ice' gave the most wicked grin Winston had ever seen. "Oh I'll check her out."
"And I'll check you out!!" Principal Shalmer screamed snapping out of his stupor (about time). "Check you out of this fine school!"
Winston snickered; Mr. Shalmer still found the time to complement his 'fine' school. The situation would have been even funnier if Mr. Shalmer didn't look so mad. It was worse then the time Bruce Patman spray painted half his car yellow. Although Mr.Shalmer had yet to find out who HAD done that.
Ice gave him an innocent (but somehow still mischievous) look. "We were just straightening up your office for you Sir."
Mr. Shalmer turned firecracker red. "Straightening up! Straightening up!" he spat, picking up one of his files. "Your sorting my documents in files titled 'Pansy Ass' and 'Must Have Been High'." He stomped over to the computer. "Your changing the lunch menu to read 'Shit On Rye' and," He pointed to Ice. "Your looking at naked women! You tell me how that's straightening up!?!?!"
Winston glanced at the stack of Playboys. "Hey those are mine!" Why did Principal Shalmer have them in his desk?
Mr. Shalmer jumped and his thin gray mustache twitched. "I have no idea what you are talking about. Now I want you all to get out of my office! Now!"
The seven boys stumbled out of the office laughing hysterically the whole way. Once they were in the hallway Ice turned to a guy with rippling muscles, spiky brown hair, green eyes and who had been checking out the Playboys with him. "Yo McD, I guess we really blew our chances of getting the 'Good Citizenship' award, huh?"
'McD' laughed. "Nah, we've got dirt on Mr. P. Can you imagine what would happen if the Playboy issue got out. He could be fired man."
Ice gave everyone an evil smile. "Ooh yeah." He stared right at Winston. "Thanks for that man. Is that why You were in the office?"
Winston shifted. Something told him that these guys weren't the safest people to be around. "Uh yeah and I was also supposed to, uh, mentor you." He stuck out his hand. "I'm Winston Egbert."
Ice looked down at his outstretched hand and sneered. 'I'm Ice, that's Conner we call him McD," He pointed to a guy with red hair. "That's Roy," He pointed to one with bleach blonde hair. "Devin," One with a buzz cut and damn ugly. "Jay, and Sniper's the one with the attitude problem."
Sniper scowled.
It was obvious to Winston that Ice and Conner were the sort of ringleaders.
"So." Ice began. "How's your crops?"
"Well," Winston answered unsure (who the hell asked about crops anyway?) "Some of the minor niners planted some carrots outback.....and we don't have a shortage of corn."
Conner looked done at his fist and chuckled. "No. He meant how-are-your- girls?" He purposely spoke slow and enunciated the syllables, as though talking to a small child, all the while palming his fist in his hand making Winston want to close his eyes in fear of getting hit.
Winston grinned uneasily and tried to laugh it off. "Ooh, well the girls here are very pretty." He instantly thought of Jessica and Elizabeth Wakefield two of the most popular girls in Sweet Valley High.
Jessica Wakefield, whose hair was almost as gold as honey and blue-green eyes that reminded Max of an ocean when the first rays of sun hit it and it looked like it glittered. And her body.....damn she should pose for Playboy.
And then there was Elizabeth. Her shiny, bouncy, blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and ruby lips made her look like an Angel.
"Ooh yeah." Winston sighed. "Are they pretty." Of course they'd never notice HIM in a million years.
Ice and Conner shared a glance.
"Like who?" Ice asked.
Winston sighed again and finally felt his body ease of tension. He really liked this subject of conversation. It made the guy's act a little less dangerous and even Conner had stopped glaring at him. "Well there's Elizabeth. You'll like Elizabeth, everyone does. But it's better if you pretend not to like Jessica. Her boyfriend Bruce is scary."
Winston looked at Ice and Conner, dangerous vibes seeming to shoot out of them. Personally Winston thought they were a thousand times scarier then Bruce Patman and he knew they were the kind of guys who wouldn't give a damn if Jessica had a boyfriend. Hell, they probably wouldn't give a damn if she were married.
By the time second period rolled around Elizabeth still hadn't caught a glance of the new students. She saw Jessica standing by her locker and ran up to her. "So have you seen them?"
Jessica gave Elizabeth a huge smile. "Yes!" She squealed. "You will never believe what happened! Ice and Conner were chewing gum and Mr. Bradley's like 'Oh I'm sorry but gum chewing is not prohibited in this school, I'm afraid you'll have to spit it out blah, blah, blah.' And then Ice spit his out right on the floor and Ernie Edwards stepped in it and was all 'Mr. Bradley he littered!'" Jessica paused to take a breath and laughed. "You should have been there."
To say Elizabeth was confused was the understatement of the year. "Ice? Conner?"
Jessica gave her the patent 'duh' look. "The new kids."
Elizabeth returned the 'duh' look and placed her hands on her hips. "Ice is his name?"
Jessica opened her locker and began searching for her science textbook, she always lost it. "No Ice's name is really Blue Spigoli or something but when Mr. B introduced him, he said Blue was a pansy's name and wanted to be called Ice."
"What about Conner?"
Alexia gave a triumphant "Ah ha" as she located her book and shrugged. "His names Conner McDermott. They call him McD."
Elizabeth giggled. "McD? As in McDonalds?."
"Why don't you ask him?" Jessica teased, pointing somewhere to Elizabeth's left. "He's right over there."
Elizabeth whirled around and gasped when she smacked right into a very hot green eyed guy.
"Watch it!" The guy snapped, dusting off his black leather jacket.
Elizabeth cringed. "Sorry." She wasn't used to having guys flip out at her. In fact she knew a few of them would be grateful to bump into her.
The guy walked away muttering "Klutz."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, having heard him and turned to Jessica. "Sorry about that. So where is Conner?"
Jessica laughed. "That was him."
AN: Woah I no its been like 4 ever since I last reviewed so I want 2 apologize and try 2 promise that the next chapter will b put up sooner then this one was. Anyway please review cuz if I get atleast 5 then ill update sometime in the next few days and if I get more hey ill update 2morrow! lol
"Come here my pretties." Brown haired, green eyed, tall, lanky Winston Egbert whispered to himself staring at the envelope in his hands as though it were the second coming. Winston quickly checked that the coast was clear and proceeded to rip the parcel open. Inside was his precious PlayBoy magazine. The special swimsuit edition or what he liked to call, sans swimsuit edition.
Someone taped him on the shoulder. "It finally arrived." He said turning to his friend, Todd Wilkins except the person standing in front of him wasn't Todd it was. "P-principal Shalmer."
Principal Shalmer glared at Winston and snatched the magazine out of his hands. "This," he growled, waving the Playboy around wildly. "Is the most preposterous thing I have ever seen! What do you have to say for yourself?!"
Winston was busy trying to catch a glimpse of the women at the pages fluttered around. "Sorry Sir. It won't happen again." He muttered weakly, complete with a worried gulp.
Principal Shalmer nodded. "That's right, because if this happens a third time you WILL be expelled. Now," he started leading Winston to his office. 'I've been notified that you signed yourself up as a mentor to some of our new students. It would be a shame if your expulsion stopped you from metering them."
Winston lifted his eyebrows in confusion. Why wasn't Principal Shalmer angry? Why wasn't Winston being forced to sign his death warrant? In fact Winston was sure his song "Hi ho, hi ho, its off to my fiery death I go" would be strangely appropriate. Wait a minute? He never signed up for mentoring. "No sir, I didn't."
"Yes you did. Just now in fact."
Winston shook his head. "Noo-Oooh." He exclaimed realizing that this was his punishment. Winston chuckled, this wasn't too bad. He got to show around the new students. He perked up; maybe they would be super hot chicks.
"I'm sure you will get along fine." Mr. Shalmer suggested although it seemed to Winston that he was demanding it. "If any signs of trouble arise just scream for help.....and don't try to be alone with them. Okay?"
Winston was startled out of his daydream of super sluty new girls. What the hell did Principal Shalmer mean? What were these students, criminals? Woah, super sultry hot criminal girls.....Ahhh Mr. P was probably just messing with him.
As soon as Winston entered the front office he knew something was wrong. There were no new students. Anywhere.
Mr. Shalmer had long realized this before Winston and was at this time noticing the door to HIS own office strangely open. He stormed inside with Winston trailing behind him.
The sight that met Winston blew him and his fantasies away. Six BOYS were scattered around the room. Two of them were raiding the principal's filling cabinet. Another two were messing with the computer. And a boy with spiky brown hair was looking at a playboy.
"Hey Ice," He was saying to one of the boys who had the tips of his blond hair dyed ice blue.
Blue haired boy, more presumably 'Ice' gave the most wicked grin Winston had ever seen. "Oh I'll check her out."
"And I'll check you out!!" Principal Shalmer screamed snapping out of his stupor (about time). "Check you out of this fine school!"
Winston snickered; Mr. Shalmer still found the time to complement his 'fine' school. The situation would have been even funnier if Mr. Shalmer didn't look so mad. It was worse then the time Bruce Patman spray painted half his car yellow. Although Mr.Shalmer had yet to find out who HAD done that.
Ice gave him an innocent (but somehow still mischievous) look. "We were just straightening up your office for you Sir."
Mr. Shalmer turned firecracker red. "Straightening up! Straightening up!" he spat, picking up one of his files. "Your sorting my documents in files titled 'Pansy Ass' and 'Must Have Been High'." He stomped over to the computer. "Your changing the lunch menu to read 'Shit On Rye' and," He pointed to Ice. "Your looking at naked women! You tell me how that's straightening up!?!?!"
Winston glanced at the stack of Playboys. "Hey those are mine!" Why did Principal Shalmer have them in his desk?
Mr. Shalmer jumped and his thin gray mustache twitched. "I have no idea what you are talking about. Now I want you all to get out of my office! Now!"
The seven boys stumbled out of the office laughing hysterically the whole way. Once they were in the hallway Ice turned to a guy with rippling muscles, spiky brown hair, green eyes and who had been checking out the Playboys with him. "Yo McD, I guess we really blew our chances of getting the 'Good Citizenship' award, huh?"
'McD' laughed. "Nah, we've got dirt on Mr. P. Can you imagine what would happen if the Playboy issue got out. He could be fired man."
Ice gave everyone an evil smile. "Ooh yeah." He stared right at Winston. "Thanks for that man. Is that why You were in the office?"
Winston shifted. Something told him that these guys weren't the safest people to be around. "Uh yeah and I was also supposed to, uh, mentor you." He stuck out his hand. "I'm Winston Egbert."
Ice looked down at his outstretched hand and sneered. 'I'm Ice, that's Conner we call him McD," He pointed to a guy with red hair. "That's Roy," He pointed to one with bleach blonde hair. "Devin," One with a buzz cut and damn ugly. "Jay, and Sniper's the one with the attitude problem."
Sniper scowled.
It was obvious to Winston that Ice and Conner were the sort of ringleaders.
"So." Ice began. "How's your crops?"
"Well," Winston answered unsure (who the hell asked about crops anyway?) "Some of the minor niners planted some carrots outback.....and we don't have a shortage of corn."
Conner looked done at his fist and chuckled. "No. He meant how-are-your- girls?" He purposely spoke slow and enunciated the syllables, as though talking to a small child, all the while palming his fist in his hand making Winston want to close his eyes in fear of getting hit.
Winston grinned uneasily and tried to laugh it off. "Ooh, well the girls here are very pretty." He instantly thought of Jessica and Elizabeth Wakefield two of the most popular girls in Sweet Valley High.
Jessica Wakefield, whose hair was almost as gold as honey and blue-green eyes that reminded Max of an ocean when the first rays of sun hit it and it looked like it glittered. And her body.....damn she should pose for Playboy.
And then there was Elizabeth. Her shiny, bouncy, blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and ruby lips made her look like an Angel.
"Ooh yeah." Winston sighed. "Are they pretty." Of course they'd never notice HIM in a million years.
Ice and Conner shared a glance.
"Like who?" Ice asked.
Winston sighed again and finally felt his body ease of tension. He really liked this subject of conversation. It made the guy's act a little less dangerous and even Conner had stopped glaring at him. "Well there's Elizabeth. You'll like Elizabeth, everyone does. But it's better if you pretend not to like Jessica. Her boyfriend Bruce is scary."
Winston looked at Ice and Conner, dangerous vibes seeming to shoot out of them. Personally Winston thought they were a thousand times scarier then Bruce Patman and he knew they were the kind of guys who wouldn't give a damn if Jessica had a boyfriend. Hell, they probably wouldn't give a damn if she were married.
By the time second period rolled around Elizabeth still hadn't caught a glance of the new students. She saw Jessica standing by her locker and ran up to her. "So have you seen them?"
Jessica gave Elizabeth a huge smile. "Yes!" She squealed. "You will never believe what happened! Ice and Conner were chewing gum and Mr. Bradley's like 'Oh I'm sorry but gum chewing is not prohibited in this school, I'm afraid you'll have to spit it out blah, blah, blah.' And then Ice spit his out right on the floor and Ernie Edwards stepped in it and was all 'Mr. Bradley he littered!'" Jessica paused to take a breath and laughed. "You should have been there."
To say Elizabeth was confused was the understatement of the year. "Ice? Conner?"
Jessica gave her the patent 'duh' look. "The new kids."
Elizabeth returned the 'duh' look and placed her hands on her hips. "Ice is his name?"
Jessica opened her locker and began searching for her science textbook, she always lost it. "No Ice's name is really Blue Spigoli or something but when Mr. B introduced him, he said Blue was a pansy's name and wanted to be called Ice."
"What about Conner?"
Alexia gave a triumphant "Ah ha" as she located her book and shrugged. "His names Conner McDermott. They call him McD."
Elizabeth giggled. "McD? As in McDonalds?."
"Why don't you ask him?" Jessica teased, pointing somewhere to Elizabeth's left. "He's right over there."
Elizabeth whirled around and gasped when she smacked right into a very hot green eyed guy.
"Watch it!" The guy snapped, dusting off his black leather jacket.
Elizabeth cringed. "Sorry." She wasn't used to having guys flip out at her. In fact she knew a few of them would be grateful to bump into her.
The guy walked away muttering "Klutz."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, having heard him and turned to Jessica. "Sorry about that. So where is Conner?"
Jessica laughed. "That was him."
AN: Woah I no its been like 4 ever since I last reviewed so I want 2 apologize and try 2 promise that the next chapter will b put up sooner then this one was. Anyway please review cuz if I get atleast 5 then ill update sometime in the next few days and if I get more hey ill update 2morrow! lol