OK, I originally wrote this as a joke, to entertain Nanners-77, but then we had this conversation:
wyverna: yeah, i dont think i'lll publish it though
wyverna: haha
wyverna: the part where i spaz out at summer was making me laugh so hard though
nanners-77: do it! it will be so funny!
nanners-77: just add it as a oneshot in your collection.
wyverna: k, i'll do it in a minute
nanners-77: you also have to put that the one shot was created to further publicize the hatred for Z/S and thelove for F/S
wyverna: yes, i will
wyverna: and my insistence that it is not a proper shipping
So there you go, and here this is.
"Class, we have two new students."
The infamous lines echoed around the classroom and predictably only Summer Hathaway looked up from what she was doing to pay attention. The older woman they knew as Mrs Jidigger was stood there, frowning at the doorway, where the 'two new students' were apparently stood. She tapped her foot impatiently a few times, waiting for them to enter, but no one appeared and the class began to wonder among themselves whether or not Mrs Jidigger was still in posession of all her marbles, as it were. Just when everyone but Summer had given up and turned back to what they were doing, the sounds of a faint argument could be heard, apparently debating the values of the once popular TV shows; Pokémon and Sailor Moon.
"..Sailor Moon is definitely better than Pokémon," a voice argued, and a lot of the students looked surprised. They were in 12th grade, not kindergarten therefore this was not a subject that they usually heard discussed.
"No way," a new voice replied firmly. "Charizard thoroughly owns Sailor Moon and you know it, man." The voices drew closer and Mrs Jidigger cleared her throat proudly, attracting the attention of the whole class this time.
"Children- uh, young men and ladies, allow me to actually introduce our two new students. First of all, this is Deanna Nits... Nitsop..."
"Nitsopoulos." A tall, athletically built female walked into the class. Her dark purple hair shone in the dim lights that illuminated the class. Her make up was thin as she realized at a young age that her natural beauty would carry her. There was a confident air around her that made the other girls in the class insanely jealous and after just one glance Zack was starstruck, gazing dreamily at Deanna. Summer leapt up from her desk at the sound of the unusual surname.
"Nitsopoulos?" She knew straight away that she was probably the only one able to pronounce it, but it still didn't take away from her interest. "As in, daughter of Richard Nitsopoulos?"
"Yes." Deanna glared at her. "What's it to you?"
"Isn't Richard Nitsopoulos a famous billionaire?"
"Yeah." Now Deanna definitely seemed hostile. "So what? I'm sure a lot of kids at this school have rich parents. Jeez."
"Woah, Summer, stalker much?" Freddy muttered under his breath, ignoring the delighted look sent his way by the newcomer, who leaned out of the doorway and muttered something to someone who was clearly just out of sight, the words 'sexual tension' being the only ones audible. This sent a new thought into his head, and he leaned forward. "What about that other new chick?"
"Who said it was a 'chick', Freddy?" Summer snapped, but she flushed a dark red color as another girl walked into the room and instead she stared straight ahead, dismissing Freddy's triumphant hissed I told you so.
This other girl had glossy brown hair so dark it looked black under the dim school lighting, with electric blue tips peeking out. Her crystal blue eyes were outlined heavily in black kohl, but her creamy pale skin didn't look washed out or pallid. She had a distant expression on her face and seemed much less approachable than Deanna, holding herself in a way that seemed to suggest that she wasn't the friendliest of new students. This, and the fact that she didn't want to be there, was made clear by the way she glowered at the class. Her gaze landed on Zack and Summer, sitting close together, and a dark look passed over her face.
"Deanna! Look at them!" She marched over to them and, putting one hand on each shoulder, tugged them apart. "You're not a proper shipping, get away!" Summer stood up uncertainly, looking nervously at the girl as she made flapping motions towards her. "Shoo! Go on, get away!" She sat down in Summer's vacant seat, and pushed her in the direction of Freddy. "Go. Go on. Go sit next to lover boy over there."
"Me?" Freddy pulled a disgusted face. "She's total nerd. Like she'd have a chance with me."
This time Deanna went over, as the other girl was still stubbornly occupying Summer's seat. "What are you doing?" she scolded him. "Summer is over there hanging all over Zack and you're next to Billy! You're supposed to be the proper shipping, go over there and kiss her romantically like in all of the popular fanfictions!"
The other girl started laughing loudly, as though in on some private joke that had the rest of the class confused. "Allow me to introduce myself," she said, with the first smile they'd seen. "I'm Wyverna Lazzara - authoress and all-round SoR fan. But of course, you wouldn't understand a word of that." She glanced over at Deanna and winked. "Right, Nanners?"