They Never Knew- a fanfiction by CBA and Cinni
Summary: Jean Cadac is not what one calls special. She's not pretty, isn't academically gifted to say the least, and certainly doesn't have any exceptional talents. But she is in band. However, at her small school in Texas, isn't everybody? So out of everyone, why did the hottest guy in school have to choose her?
Author's Note: This chapter is written by Cinni!
Chapter two- The God of Wedgerton High
He knew he was gorgeous. Breathtaking, actually. Who didn't think so?
Vincent Carrington ran his fingers through his long, wavy brown hair and smiled. He pretended not to notice the accumulating throng of girls behind him.
Ahh back to school…back to my fans…
It was no wonder he turned heads whenever he walked down the hallways with his alluring appearance. Standing at an imposing 5'11, his toned body and sexy hair made him desirable at first glance. Closer up, anyone could get lost in his intense forest green eyes which were specked with golden tints. Many girls would become hypnotized by the deep, soothing voice protruding between those full, juicy lips. His pearly white grin worked like a charm on students and teachers alike. He could get away with anything. He was like a god among the drab students of Wedgerton High.
It was his senior year at high school and he was going to make the most of it. He was probably the most popular guy in the school, and definitely the hottest. Not to mention that he was single. Yeah, this year was going to be fun.
A hand sharply clapped Vincent on the back.
"What's happenin' Vince my man?"
"Hey Xander what's up?" Vincent replied nonchalantly without looking up. Alexander was Vincent's best buddy. For the most part, they both did everything together. True, they may have had their differences, but the two seniors were practically inseparable.
Alexander Darcy, more likely known as "Xander" to others, was definitely considered to be beautiful just like his best friend was. His beach blond hair was cropped fairly short, regardless his bangs were constantly falling over his warm chocolate-brown eyes. Being athletically fit, his muscular build without a doubt attracted much attention from others. And, like Vince, he knew he was beautiful. How could these two not be best friends?
"Got quite a crowd checkin' you out. Maybe you'll actually get with one of 'em this year." Alexander's tone was cold and Vincent knew exactly why.
"Look, I'm sorry, I know you hate bein' called "Xander" an' all, but it's gotta be the coolest name!" Alexander said nothing while Vincent continued, "Okay, Alex. I'll cut it out- and you know what? Maybe I'll hook up with someone this year, if it really means that much to ya."
The weird thing about Vincent was that although he could have any girl of his choice, he had never bothered to choose one. The right person hadn't come along yet. Of course, everyone just thought this made Vince even more romantic, if not mysterious.
Alexander seemed to forgive Vincent, for his enthusiasm soon returned to him. "So Vince, some of the guys are comin' over tonight. You game?"
"I can't, I got band practice." Vincent replied shortly, knowing what was coming next.
Alexander scoffed. "You and your marching band. You coulda done anything and you chose marching band. No offense dude but it's so lame!"
"Ya well, at least we win all our contests." Vincent's blow struck hard. Alexander was captain of the football team and they hadn't won a game in over 10 years. The band was the pride of the school and everyone knew it. Most of the people who showed up for the football games were band parents and they could care less about the football team.
"You know what? I think I figured out why you like band so much. You always had to be the best at everything. You joined band because you're the best sax they have. If you were on the football team-"
"-What, are you saying I'm not good at football? I could whip your ass in a game."
"I'd like to see you try, Vince, I really would. Although you may look it, you're not athletic in the least. I dunno why everyone always thinks so highly of you."
The two best friends' argument slowly started to draw attention, as people began to gather around Vincent and Alexander, anticipating a fight. It would be a good one too. Vincent Carrington versus the captain of the football team? In other words, Pretty Boy versus Macho Man? Not only that, but the two most popular boys in school? To the accumulating audience's disappointment, the bell rang, as if on cue.
"Have fun at your geek-fest tonight, loser." Alexander called sweetly, turning on his heel abruptly before heading down the crowded hallway.
"Oh, I will Xander! Don't you worry!" Vincent shouted back. He hated fighting with his best friend, but what he hated even more was putting his popularity at risk. Not only that, but being degraded in front of an audience.
Vincent sighed. He was constantly defending himself for being in the band. Sure, a large portion of the school was in band but it was hard for everyone else to believe that such an amazing guy would choose band over sports. It was his one fault; regardless of his charms it made many people skeptical of his so-called popularity. This was not going to help his reputation.
Vince soon noticed that everyone nearby was staring at him, unsure of what to do. Some were even staring at him as if he was a loser. He used his looks to regain support by flashing a smile at the ladies before walking towards his first period class.
"Xander…" Vince muttered under his breath, ignoring the giggling girls behind him.
