A/N: I don't own any aspect of 15/Love. The characters in this story are pretty much all mine. Be kind and don't review too harsh although I know you're entitled to your opinion. Anyway, happy reading and enjoy Welcome to Cascadia!

"Are we there yet?" Gabriel Dawson asked in a complaining tone. He had waited his whole life to go where they were about to go: Cascadia Academy of Tennis. Him and his twin sister, Riley were en-route in a greyhound towards the prestigious school. He hadn't had much to do since they left home in Toronto. The batteries for his ipod had run out very quickly and he had forgotten to bring an extra book for the road. He was left to annoying his sister.

"You are so juvenile." Riley said, looking away from the window. "Would you please stop asking me that?"

"Well, what else am I going to do?"

"Shut up, maybe?"

She turned her head and faced the window again.

I really shouldn't be annoying her like this Gabe thought. After all, they would be going to the same school for the next four years.

"Sorry, Riley." Gabe said, lightly pushing on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Gabe but if you keep it up, and how will I be able to write home, saying I killed you?"

"They'll get over it." Gabe said, grinning. He could tell she was just as excited about getting away from home as he was. And to be going to the best boarding school of tennis in Canada made it all the better. Though, their parents had paid 100,000$ for the two of them. They obviously didn't mind the two going. Both of them loved tennis. Always had and their parents had the money to see their dreams of playing pro come into reality.

"So you think we'll do okay there?" Gabe asked. It was a fair question. Some of the best kids their age in all of Canada were going to this school. But he and Riley were damn good if he did say so himself.

"We'll do fine. That has to be the third time you've asked me that question." His sister answered.

"Well, I have a right to be a bit nervous."

"We're going to rock Cascadia, Gabe. Don't worry about it."

Even though she was only a minute older then Gabe, Riley had a way of being older then him without even trying. Though both denied it, the two siblings were alike in almost every regard. Both had dark brown hair and identical blue eyes. Though Gabe was slightly taller, they were both lanky for their age, both over 5 feet and in the double digits in inches. Their personalities were even the same: boyish and slightly awkward but cool at the same time. Riley, though was the smart one, in Gabe's opinion.

After a few more minutes, the bus began to slow. Everyone began to rise from their chairs.

Gabe got up and removed his and Riley's bag from the overhead compartment.

"Do you have everything?" Riley asked, as Gabe was about to walk down the aisle.

"Yeah." he muttered.

His sister then held up his glasses. Gabe snatched them from her hand, as she snickered.

"Thanks, mom."

They set off down the aisle.

As they marched down the aisle, Gabe's ever growing feet accidentally came in contact with that of the boy's in front of him. The boy tripped, sending his bag flying. He hit the ground with a thud. Gabe cringed. Damn these hobbit feet of his.

"Sorry." Gabe said, bending down to help the teen to his feet.

To his surprise and that of the people who had leaned into the seats to see what the hold-up was, the boy knocked Gabe's hand away and got himself to his feet.

"Watch where you're going!" he said forcefully. He had an angry look on his face. His hair was short, in a buzz cut and his eyes showed no sort of happiness whatsoever.

"Accident, man."

The teen shouldered his pack and continued walking down the aisle.

Gabe looked at Riley, gathering her expression.

"Some people." she said.

"Yeah."

A/N: Not too long I know but how long could you have two people on a bus. Besides, I was sort of eager to actually get to the school. Review!